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.

counting them all, Lin Mu found that there were fifty six

the reason behind these?" Lin Mu placed his

~HUMM~

Sword Intent stir. It seemingly resonated with the

an illusion forming in

and blood covered his entire body. An expression of absolute fury and hate was on his face while he swung his sword with the remaining

~SHING~SHING~SHING~

had swing the sword fifty

same time, his lips moved as a few words

illusion disappeared after that but the memory was still fresh in Lin

of Desolation is our penance…" Lin Mu muttered the

the illusion that Lin Mu had seen. He stayed still for about a minute before

intact in the sword intent… just how strong was the swordsman?" Lin

the swordsman expressed when carving the sword marks. All of them were willfully sealed within the sword intent, as a message to

master swordsman. Someone fully focused on the Sword Dao for his memory to still be

Mu nodded his head. "Still, the sword intent has faded away over the years. This should have been an open warning to everyone

by looking at it, but now it has fallen to the point where it could

have studied these, considering how long it has been and the fact

might have, but perhaps its importance is 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 function

true…" Lin Mu still wondered about the words

bad feeling about the battlefield and only

Shrubby asked, seeing that