Time passed, and soon a week had gone by...
Han Xing and the others traveled continuously, and at this moment, they had reached the Realm of Darkness.
It seemed that news of their arrival was already known.
The Dark Divine Son was waiting there early.
This being, enveloped in black energy waves, had an indistinct face.
At this moment, his body stood straight, holding a black longsword, looking like a black-clothed swordsman.
Upon seeing Han Xing and the others, a familiar faint smile came through,
"Brother Han Xing, since the last parting at the relic, we haven't met again."
"I hope you have been well..."
Han Xing nodded, "I hope you have been well. It seems that the Dark Divine Son is doing well."
The Dark Divine Son shook his head with a smile, "How can I compare to Brother Han Xing?"
"Although I haven't met Brother Han Xing recently,"
"Stories about you have been constantly reaching my ears."
"Brother Han Xing is now a renowned figure in the entire Holy Spirit Realm."
