Red Lotus Rain is not as lethal as Broken Dream, but in terms of the profoundness of its artistic conception, it far surpasses the latter, after all, the Sword Scripture has contributed to this.
"You've passed the third layer of the test as well. Now, the Sword Scripture is yours."
At some unknown time, the Ancient Sword Emperor appeared behind Chu Ming, and slowly explained.
His remnant soul relies on the Sword Scripture for survival. Wherever the Sword Scripture is, he will be there too, which means that from now on, he must follow beside Chu Ming.
"Thank you, senior!"
Chu Ming clasped his hands and bowed respectfully.
Whether it was the Ancient Sword Emperor dying in battle for the Human Race, or his profound insights into the Sword Dao, both were enough to earn Chu Ming's gesture of respect.
"Rise, the Sword Scripture can be stored within your Dantian. There is one more day before the Sword Peak reopens, you can take the opportunity to rest."
