Xuan Yifeng muttered to himself before returning to his seat, his gaze fixed on the chessboard they'd just finished playing.
On the other side, as Xuan Yifeng had predicted, Elder Lin made straight for the mountain peak where the Artifact Sect resided.
"The Artifact Sect and the Heavenly Mechanism Sect have a deep grudge, and there are rumors that a powerful person from the Lower World has arrived in the Artifact Sect. If I can meet with them, I will certainly make the Artifact Sect take the lead!"
"By then, hehe..."
A cold smile emerged on Elder Lin's face as he silently pondered.
"Elder Lin, you shouldn't have come here!"
Suddenly, a slightly hoarse voice rang out beside Elder Lin's ear.
Elder Lin's pupils contracted, his body felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave, and his mouth opened, but he found himself unable to move or speak a word.
Without time to think any further, he felt the world spin around him and gradually he lost consciousness.