"Brothers, that mysterious Sword Cultivator from outside the realm, his swordsmanship is extraordinary, truly formidable. I've never witnessed such powerful and terrifying sword skills in my entire life."
The Dragon Raiser known as Seventh Brother, lying within his coffin, had a flicker of terror in his eyes.
Even now, the mere thought of Ye Yun made his entire body shudder uncontrollably.
Back then, he had been on the verge of being killed by a single sword strike from that man.
"Such a powerful Sword Cultivator... could he be from the Sword Pavilion?" a dull voice queried.
"Impossible. It can't be the Sword Pavilion. They wouldn't dare lay a hand on our Dragon Raiser Lineage, not unless they've all gone mad," another, older voice remarked.
"Boss, regardless of anything else, Seventh Brother has been injured this time. We must find a way to avenge him," yet another voice chimed in, filled with righteous indignation.
"We cannot leave this place for now."
