"I killed them to survive and protect the little beast from the threat of death. It has nothing to do with you."
"Don't you want to inherit the Martial Mark?"
"You can choose whether or not to teach it." Xiao Chen indifferently replied, standing among the pile of bodies.
"Your talent is far from meeting my demands, but I like your decisive spirit, reminiscent of a true martial artist. Let me ponder if you are truly worthy of this inheritance."
The martial imprint on the Heavenly Stele fell silent. Moments later, a dozen war swords on the ground began to tremble simultaneously, echoing with the three war swords on Xiao Chen's body.
These... are indeed extraordinary, they can even stir within the Lost Paradise.
The distant Heavenly Stele shook violently, and the entire space was filled with violent fluctuations. The Lost Paradise was shaking violently.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh
