"What's this?"
Jiang Chen froze for a moment, then picked up the parchment to examine it. It contained a map.
There were a few ancient characters on the edge of the map. He could vaguely make out the two words 'Celestial Demon,' but the rest were illegible.
At the same time...
The Black Gourd, which had shattered into two halves, trembled slightly. Two streams of black energy drifted out and slowly rose, coalescing before Jiang Chen into a transparent, illusory figure. With white hair and a beard, it possessed a transcendent, ethereal aura. Wasn't it a perfect likeness of the ancient corpse before him?
"A hundred years... Someone has finally come!" a faint voice emanated from the ethereal figure.
A look of vigilance appeared on Jiang Chen's face. He subconsciously tightened his grip on his sword, staring at the figure as he asked in a low voice, "Who might you be?"
"I am Bai Changsheng, Hall Master of the Tenth Hall of the Saint Martial Sword Sect!"
