Flurries of snow filled the air, and the winds were bone-chillingly cold, but the old man didn’t seem at all affected.3

Before long, he saw Universal Emptiness Temple in the distance.0

“Temple Master, an old friend has come to see you,” whispered the old man.1

His voice wasn’t loud, yet it rode the icy winds all the way into the temple.0

Bang!0

The temple gates opened.0

Illuminating Emptiness’s tall, stalwart figure appeared. When he saw the old man in the round black cap, his gaze instantly frosted over, and his whole body seethed with killing intent. “I said a long time ago that if you dared get within a thousand square miles of Universal Emptiness Temple, I’d kill you myself! Don’t tell me you forgot?”1

This old man was none other than the Tailor!0

The Tailor looked at him, his gaze a bit conflicted, and whispered, “Illuminating Emptiness, the moment you gave the Thousand Opportunities Talisman to the Temple Master, I ceased to owe you a thing.”0

He paused, then pointed at himself and spoke without the slightest ripple of emotion. “The one you see is nothing but a clone. I’d fall to a single attack. Once I’ve seen the...0