Parrot Bites Tongue

Mysterious and curious swords scattered across the earth, waiting for their world-renowned Sword Masters.
Who can comprehend the miraculous skill that has been passed down from millennia?
The city of Chang'an hides those who carry the power of fire and sun, the central plains house giant decaying millennial families, the wild warriors of the Northern Territory silently sharpen their blades, the dance of deceit and cunning occurs among the southern kingdoms...
Above the lofty tranquility, a pair of world-dominating gray eyes are slowly opening.
Pei Ye raises his head, pulling the Longsword from his stomach: "Immortal Lord of the True Dragon Taiyi... let's see, who is whose prey."

The Lord who use immortals as food

"How come there's not a single ray of light?" Kong Lanting, with his sword sheath always at hand, frowned as he looked ahead.


The dim moonlight filtered through the mist, showering down on the ancient craggy stones and the desolate grassland, while some huge irregular cavern entrances lay scattered on the surface, each glimpse revealing an eerie chill.


"This peak is known for its caves used as rooms; the natural intricacies are at the summit, the stone chambers all below," Guan Qianyan said, "And now that everyone has left, of course there's no one."


"If there's no one... what if that thing appears again?" Kong Lanting was still apprehensive, "We need to report to the elders quickly."


"I think... that thing might be there to prevent unauthorized passage," Guan Qianyan had a different idea at that moment, "If the golden seal can go down, how could the elders not be aware? We've come up here without a sound; wouldn't speaking out be like walking into a trap?"


Chapter 260: Closing an Old Case (End)