The Sharp Heaven Realm approached with overwhelming force, but the martial artists of the Yi Sword Sect all wore expressions as if they were ready to meet their deaths. Even some of the younger disciples showed fear in their eyes, yet they all grasped their longswords tightly, refusing to let go.
"Swordsmen would rather break than bend," this was the teaching their elders instilled in them from the moment they had joined the Yi Sword Sect.
Chang Kun stepped forward, casting a glance filled with indiscernible emotion at the people of Yi Sword Sect, and said indifferently, "I truly don't understand what you are thinking. It's just a mountain gate. Couldn't you simply cede it and establish your sect elsewhere? With your strength, how can you even dream of standing against the Sharp Heaven Realm? I don't know who gave you such confidence."