Walker Of The Worlds

Little Shrubby's figure had almost melded with the land of the Desolate Blood Battlefield.

The land was red and so was Little Shrubby, making it hard to differentiate the two at the speed he was traveling. If one looked at it from a distance, they might even think that they had a mistake and rub their eyes.

Even blinking might make them miss the speeding figure of Little Shrubby.

"There it is!" just after five minutes, Lin Mu and Little Shrubby discovered the first landmark.

It was a hill that was just a hundred meters tall surrounded by tens of similar hills. The only difference was that this was the only hill that had sword marks on it. They were remnants of the past and now served a new purpose.

"These marks though… they weren't made mistakenly." Lin Mu narrowed his eyes.

Having developed Sword Intent, Lin Mu could tell this instinctively.

If they were simply made while attacking someone, the marks wouldn't be exactly as how they were. Lin Mu was sure they were made here not for attacking someone, but for some kind of a message.

"Take us close, Little Shrubby." Lin Mu spoke, wanting to check it properly.

~SHUA~

In just a single leap, they were now at the hill.

Lin Mu flew up and got close to the sword marks. There were several sword marks on the hill, with some intersecting and some independent. Their sizes varied too, some being as long as ten meters while a couple being only an inch long.

The small ones might be missed by the one observing, if they didn't have a good perception. After all, they could very well pass off as natural marks developed due to weathering of the hill due to the natural elements.

all, Lin Mu found that there were fifty

reason behind these?" Lin Mu placed

~HUMM~

his own Sword Intent stir. It seemingly resonated with the

Lin Mu could feel an illusion forming in front

of a swordsman who seemed to be greatly injured. One of his arms was missing and blood covered his entire body. An expression of absolute fury and hate was on his face while

~SHING~SHING~SHING~

two seconds, he had swing the sword fifty six times,

lips moved as a

disappeared after that but the memory was still

penance…" Lin Mu muttered the words

intonation, especially with the illusion that Lin Mu had seen. He stayed still for about a

intact in the sword intent… just how strong was the

marks. All of them were willfully sealed within the sword intent, as a message to all those that would chance

Sword Dao

has faded away over the

where it could only be triggered by your own sword intent."

these, considering how long it has been and the fact that this

not as big to them." Xukong replied. "After all, if there is no use for this information, why would anyone think much about it? Its

is true…" Lin Mu still wondered about

the battlefield and only made him more

Shrubby asked, seeing that Lin Mu was