The outside world.
A group of Sword Immortals carrying swords on their backs paused briefly here. Suddenly, they noticed the piercing Sword Intent far off in the Heavenly Vault and immediately stood up.
"That's the elder's aura."
"Let's go! The elder is summoning us. Hurry and see what's happened."
In an instant.
The group of Sword Immortals rode their swords.
Flying through the air normally—is that possible?
Of course it is, but riding swords is far more impressive. Besides, it's a distinctive trait. Anyone who sees it would immediately recognize their origins.
Deep underground.
"Brother Lin, this guy is a bit arrogant. I mentioned your name, yet he showed no respect. From the looks of it, he seems to think he has us cornered. What do you say we should do?" Qin Yang wanted to say: In my entire life, I've never seen anyone as brazen as you.
It's just you alone—seeing the three of us, not only do you show no fear, but you act so recklessly.
This is truly unreasonable.
