Chapter 69
The dense fog on Black Snow Mountain was blown away by the wind, revealing two faces staring at each other.
The "traveler," pierced by a spear and nailed to the stone wall, slowly lifted his head. His features had long been weathered by frost and snow, theoretically incapable of showing any expression, yet at this moment, that desolate, decayed face displayed a trace of complex emotions.
The traveler looked at Gu Shen, remaining silent without uttering a word.
Yet his expression seemed to say.
"Why is it you again?"
He glanced at Gu Shen... If the number of curses this young man carried was "one" before, it was now probably "fifty."
Gu Shen laughed and said, "It seems my guess was correct, the special ability to disperse source materials should originate from the Divine Throne of the Old World, there's a certain 'inevitable causation' between the Heavenly Sheath Curse and Traveler's Spark. As long as I am pierced by the sheath, I can reach the Dream you are in."
