"But this opportunity is a gift from me to you."
"If it proves effective in the future, helping you evade calamities, escape untimely death, and carry forward the great fortune of the Human Clan..."
"Then, you — as the Human Race Saint Master — will owe me a life."
As the voice fell, his form transformed into radiant light and headed straight toward the eastern direction, vanishing from sight.
In the darkness, only a faint voice lingered.
"Of course, if you possess other skills that can help you avoid calamity, this opportunity will be my free gift to you, with no debt owed."
In the deceitful night, silence reigned.
Lin Yan slightly closed his eyes, only to find within the Netherworld Internal View, atop the grand hall, a strand of Qi Mechanism condensed and transformed into a blank Token.
