Bab 132: Walking Out from the Sword Light

The middle-aged man saw a world filled with swords.

His confidence, his arrogance, and his composure disappeared in an instant.

His hand holding the wine pot trembled.

The glistening and aromatic wine spilled.

But he didn't notice it at all.

The middle-aged man swallowed hard, his heart turned cold.

In his eyes, the world of swords had become incredibly vast and boundless.

Clang!

A streak of sword energy streaked and occupied the center of this world.

It was abnormally gorgeous, making the sun, moon, and the stars its foil.

The middle-aged man murmured, "Three thousand years ago, Father once challenged an immortal. He used all of his strength and slashed out with his sword. It split the sky and attracted the attention of every living being in the world…"

"This sword and that sword are similar."

"Was this originally executed by Father?"