Despite his thievish instincts screaming at him to flee before that thing arrived, Ace didn't move because the Law of Sin within him pulsed with profound intent, giving him a peculiar confidence.
Ace smiled wryly with a hint of nervousness, "I guess I won't run…for now!"
He could feel the Sigil of Sin stirring within his inner world as its seven-pointed radiance flickered like a living will, responding to the presence of corrupted sin nearby.
At that moment, the Ancestor of Profane Chains' warning echoed in his mind when the former told him never to use the Sigil of Sin within your current dominion, or it might cause disaster for him.
However, the Ancestor of Profane Chains didn't know who he was warning for Ace wasn't just some random, lucky cultivator, but he was the Heaven's Stealer, and he carried within him the Order of Darkness, the law that Sin Law was merely a branch of!
That alone gave him confidence.
