Chapter 1971 Death

"Master... I know. But I just want to know what is this about your destiny? Is there someone in China who's capable of hurting you?" Skyria asked.

"This has nothing to do with my skills, but it's something that I can't avoid in my life. Someone is greedy to conquer the world but I can never allow that to happen. That's all I can say. You should leave now."

"Master..." Skyria gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground. An upset expression was written all over his face as he made his final salute to Zackmen. He then stood up and walked away. 

He was well aware of what Zackmen had said. If Zackmen said that this was all destined, then there would be no way for him to escape from this. Moreover, Zackmen had a point about asking Skyria to carry on the sect's legacy. It was the only way to prove that their sect once existed in human history.

Zackmen exhaled a long breath as he watched Skyria walking away. He nodded slightly and sat back down in front of the chessboard.