The Recognition of the Great Path

Turning his head to glance at the secret place, Shadow sighed helplessly.

He did not say much, and with one step, he vanished.

Gu Lan was like this; he hadn't anticipated it either.

But some things were beyond his control.

In the Jing Nation's palace, Mu Yuyan's expression turned grim.

At that instant, Mu Yuyan's heart trembled violently.

A wave of unease surged within her, and her face shifted in response.

Looking up in anxiety, a bloodstained sword appeared before her.

"Hongmeng Sword!"

Mu Yuyan quickly stepped forward and seized the Hongmeng Sword into her hands.

As she felt the lingering aura upon it, her composure unraveled.

"Why hasn't he returned?"

Mu Yuyan's voice carried an edge of impatience as the Hongmeng Sword responded with a faint hum, almost like it was mourning.

The sword's humming ceased, and Mu Yuyan's face went pale, unintentionally stepping back.

"How could this be?"

"He promised he'd come back!"