With his potential, had it not been for the organization's nurturing, acquiring a primordial soul would not have been easy.
Now, his Soul Artifact was destroyed, and his spiritual origin was severely damaged; it would take him hundreds of years to recover.
He recited an incantation, and ripples appeared in the Void, reflecting a figure within them.
This figure sat before a crumbling, deteriorating plane, his body covered with venomous snakes.
"What do you seek from me, Number Twenty-Three?"
"Number Twenty-Three" was the code name of the Grey Robe Wizard.
He was the twenty-third assassin trained by the organization to master the Flying Secret Sword Flow.
The Grey Robe Wizard spoke with a respectful tone, slightly lacking in confidence,
"Lord Snake Master... I have failed."
Upon hearing this, the figure on the other side showed no surprise and said,
