C617 The Day of His Return

Day of Return.

A sword that had not moved for ten thousand years, sealed the earth, a single person dying, ten thousand swords buried with him.

Today, inside and outside the Xumi Peak, countless sword cultivator and their swords seemed to be out of control. They flew out of their sheaths and flew toward the Xumi Peak, kowtowing once more.

It was the same as the year when they fell