C1392 A Sword to Destroy

The black sword trembled slightly.

Countless sword shadows appeared, filling the sky and blocking out the sun.

The wind swept through, stirring up dust, as the swords danced through the seasons, their fame echoing across the land.

Rain drifted, weary of the world, returning a precious pearl, like floating duckweed on autumn waters.

Sword shadows covered the sky, many swirling around Ye Feng