The sky was gloomy.
Dense black clouds hung in the mid-air, obscuring the sky and sun, giving an overwhelming sense of oppression.
The howling wind swept in, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.
It was the rainy season of the year again.
Every year during this season, there are several heavy bouts of rain.
Even so.
A myriad of Sword Pavilion disciples gathered at the dojo, all watching the direction of the ceremonial stage.
The reason was nothing else. Today, Xu Wendong was to be apprenticed under Xu Canghai, becoming his eighth and last disciple.
Although Xu Wendong's strength was formidable and inspiring awe.
Today's apprentice ceremony was destined not to be liked by everyone.
After all.
He understood nothing about swordsmanship.
His existence made the Sword Pavilion disciples feel unfairly treated.
But some things.
They couldn't influence at all.
They could only hide their emotions deep in their hearts.
