"Young Master, Young Master!"
The girl's deliberately hushed voice was laced with anxiety and terror.
"Young Master, wake up, Young Master!" After calling out a few more times, her voice was already on the verge of tears.
'Where am I?'
'Who is this Young Master?'
'Who… am I?'
From the void, a cry that could topple mountains and overturn seas seemed to resound: "We pay our respects to Yu Zhenchuan!"
"Congratulations to Master You De on achieving Longevity and Vision, and walking the Great Dao!"
A woman's resentful voice seemed to say, "Should you ever use Possession, I will find you."
Another woman said, "Remember, come find me!"
There was a flash of sword light, so brilliant it was beyond description, causing even heaven and earth to lose their color. It could slay gods and slaughter buddhas.
There was a monkey, clad in tattered armor, baring its teeth in a snarl.
"Sword, come!"
