Zhong Lin shook his dizzy head and stood up in a daze to look around, but then his pupils contracted, staring at the shocking scene, unable to calm down for a long time.
This was nothing like the Heavenly Sword Peak arena.
Before him was also a mountain, but compared to the Heavenly Sword Peak, it was more towering, piercing the clouds like a giant blade aimed at the sky, with treasure swords studded all over its body, making it look from a distance as if it was a Sword Mountain formed entirely of treasure swords.
These swords included Spiritual Artifacts, Mystical Artifacts, and even some treasure swords that Zhong Lin had never seen before, along with a few rusty, broken Mortal Weapons.
The only commonality was that these swords all exuded a Sword Intent.
These Sword Intents were clearly not unified, but gathered within the mountain, the colorful Sword Radiance soared, dyeing half the sky in rainbow colors, dreamlike and illusory.
