Chapter 124: Sword Spirit Dragon

Indeed, such a sight would scare any Sword Sect Disciple's soul out of their body, as some longswords were mysteriously oozing blood, sinisterly crimson!

Zhu Minglang did not immediately run away; instead, he let the sword shadows whirl and zip by his side.

Closing his eyes, he used his spiritual awareness to sense the true "specter" within the Abandoned Sword Forest. Zhu Minglang wanted to know the reason behind their restlessness—could it be that they had really grown resentful due to being forsaken and neglected in this place?

Every abandoned sword here had once accompanied him. Zhu Minglang still recognized some of the inscriptions on their blades. If they truly became swords of resentment, Zhu Minglang believed he could appease them...

"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!!!!!!!!"