Jiang Wang carried a sword in one hand and a kasaya bundle in the other, flying towards the Gorge of Chaos.
He was still lingering over the profound sword techniques of that incarnation of life blood, savoring them more intricately and wishing to perform another duel. The long Broken Soul Gorge, with just him and the Knife Coin, was not lonely at all.
He was long accustomed to traveling alone.
While immersed, suddenly he noticed the Knife Coin ahead turning around, urgently floating up and down, seemingly trying to alert something, and then flew to the cliff beside as if intending to carve some words...
But it was unnecessary now.
Jiang Wang had already seen a big man over eight feet tall standing at the mouth of the gorge, before the entrance to the Gorge of Chaos. His upper body was bare, muscles like rocks, giving a particularly solid impression.
