A place in the Land of Darkness, unknowable in its entirety.
Secret Force circulates, causality boils, and in the heart of darkness, it's as if an eye exists, aiming to gaze upon all heavens from the shadows, searching for something.
"Still haven't found him... Are you sure he has already entered the sword array you laid out?"
A voice emerged uncertainly from the darkness.
From the Dark Throne, a low voice responded:
"Yes."
"He has seen my Sword Dao."
The voice in the darkness spoke again:
"Has he broken through?"
The voice from the Dark Throne responded:
"Not yet."
The voice in the darkness murmured:
"...I hope to see results soon. If he really is weak and is slain by your sword array, that would be for the best. If he breaks your Sword Dao... I might as well find a place to hide in advance."
The voice from the throne stated:
"...Is there really a need to think about hiding all the time? Without trying, how would you know if you can kill him along with the others..."
