Blind Chen did not move. He stood there, still leaning on the cane in his hand.
Chen Yi didn't move either. He merely raised his head to look at Lin Xi, who had taken a few steps forward, stopping right on the edge of the old house. Close behind her in the sky above were cultivators from the Lin family, who were extraordinarily talented.
Ye Futian and the others stopped as well as they directed their attention forward.
In this suppressed space, the Sword Will seemed to escape into the invisible, hovering above Blind Chen and the others. Everyone's attention was on Blind Chen and Lin Xi. They wondered if she would actually do something.
If Lin Xi were to make a move, what would be the outcome?
No one knew if the outcome predicted by Blind Chen was technically a prophecy or not.
