"Go!"
"Quickly return and report the situation here."
The inspectors were terrified. They scrambled to their feet and ran off, without even a trace of hesitation. For them, escaping this place was the only real option.
"Thank you, Ancestor, for your assistance," the Old Sword God knelt down deeply once again in gratitude.
Lin Fan said, "No need for such formalities. Since I've erected this Stele here, I only hope that you all can continue walking the path of Martial Arts. I will keep watching over you from afar. In the meantime, focus on comprehending the Martial Arts legacy inscribed on the Stele."
As soon as he finished speaking,
he disappeared from where he stood.
In that moment, an inexplicable sensation descended upon him.
It wasn't as if some mysterious power had taken notice of him, but rather a gaze from the heavens themselves. The Heavenly Dao is impartial; since Martial Arts exists, it must be something accessible for all under the heavens to learn.
