Chapter 92: Death Keep [7] (2/2)
What could possibly be at the front that could scare the demigods more than the death-eaters? But as for him, he was much more concerned about the death-eater. There was no way he wanted to face one.
Ju Feng followed the girl's pointed finger's, and soon saw what she meant.
”A plane-drifter.”
The powerful immortal the tree had told him to find inside the mountain. He was meant to deliver a message to him. Ju Feng could only hope the immortal wouldnt kill him before he'd delivered the message. There were powerful immortals who could easily move from one plane to another without much difficulties. One of those immortals was the Plane-Drifter.
Now, that was a true walking death.
Upon getting to the edge of the silent tunnel, the death-eater stopped and made a calling sound. Only for it to be hit with one massive and lightning-fast light of blade. Ju Feng stared at the corpse of the death-eater, who was cut into two, in shock. He was turning his attention back to the plane-drifter, when the figure suddenly looked straight at them.
”You three are in my spacd, you know. Drop that little cover, and step closer. Now!”
The plane-drifter looked at the two demigods with pure contempt.
”You two should know better than entering this tunnel. I'll let you live, but don't ever come back here. Now, leave.”
Turning away from the Asuras, he pointed at Ju Feng.
”You, stay.”
After the two Asuras had diappeared in a flash, the plane-drifter observed Ju Feng keenly.
”You have something for me, mortal. Speak before I change my mind.”
Ju Feng ruminated on the words the grey tree had told him, carefully. If the plane-drifter was not in the mood, either he would oblitrate him or let him live, for now. Nevertheless, he needed to speak.
”Senior, I'm told to ask you where I should I go if I'm lost in the tunnel?”
”Emberless grove.”
”Please, forgive me senior. Who am I going to ask for?”
”I admire you courage, child. You ask for Regallash. Now, speak.
”Senior, I'm asked to show you this scroll.”
Ju Feng produced the scroll of sentience and handed it to the plane-drifter before continuing.
”And to tell you that, 'when the sun and the moon sings, eternity dances'.”
The plane-drifter was quiet for a long time, appearing lost in thought. Then, he turned and settled his gaze on Ju Feng.
”What do you seek in return, mortal?”
”Senior, all I seek is the Mystic-Order.”