A voice suddenly emanated from the statue.
This voice was extremely clear, yet it possessed a steadiness that could soothe the listener.
"Senior Brother?"
The moment Chu Fengmian heard this voice, his expression became incredibly excited.
It was indeed the voice of his Senior Brother, Jian Ling. Although separated by tens of thousands of years, Chu Fengmian still felt an immense familiarity.
Chu Fengmian's numerous fellow disciples, in the sect where the Sword Dao Master was revered and often busy with numerous duties, many matters were handled by Jian Ling.
Especially many of the younger disciples were taken care of by Jian Ling.
Chu Fengmian had grown up on Heavenly Extinction Peak since childhood. Among countless senior brothers and sisters, aside from Fourth Senior Sister, Jian Ling had taken care of him the most.
That's why, even after a lapse of ten thousand years, Chu Fengmian instantly recognized Jian Ling's voice.
"Senior Brother, you're not dead?"
