The Iron Sword Wants You to Cry

It was early and the morning light was faint. There was a layer of mist on the plains, dimming the light. The dew on the grass reflected the light around like black pearls.

There were five swords on the plains. They were swords that Second Brother had taken from the disciples of the Sword Garret. However, unlike yesterday when he stood in front of the swords, he took a path beside them instead.

The battle of Verdant Canyon had lasted all day. Instead of taking a step back, he took a step forward.

There was a sudden shout in the mist.

"Liang Xiang of Sanqing Mountain is here for a challenge!"

Sanqing Mountain was a famous scenic spot in southeastern China and was a large sect in Haotian Taoism. However, the Lanke Temple had grown too well known these years, so it seemed less unknown by contrast. In actuality, there were many powerhouses in the sect.