Demonized Black Dragon

In front of Zhou Han was a low and dilapidated wooden house.

It was incompatible with the prosperous Firmament Imperial City. Being in the dark made one feel inexplicably sad.

This hoarse voice came from inside the house.

The door opened automatically and a thin middle-aged man walked out. There was a black band wrapped around his eyes.

Although he was standing in the light, he felt a shadow around him.

Zhou Han activated the appraisal. It was indeed the Blind Swordsman.

"How do you know who I am?" Zhou Han asked.

"I have no idea!"

"However, I clearly sensed that shocking sword aura just now! It's filled with endless dominance and even has a trace of the dignity of a Sovereign!"

"You've reached the Sword Domain at such a young age. Your future is limitless!" the Blind Swordsman said appreciatively.

If he wasn't blind, he should have a good future like the young man in front of him! What a pity.