The might of this sword.
Spread throughout most of the Central Continent, countless powerful beings sensed the immense terror and destruction contained within this sword.
Within the Tongtian Sword Pavilion.
An ancient being slowly opened his eyes, his gaze seemed to hold the marks of timeless years, like two profound and unfathomable void abysses.
Just the eyes alone seemed to contain two deep and mysterious worlds.
"Qingping, take a trip to the Sumi Sword Sect!" the ancient being said lightly.
At his feet.
A dozing young man opened his eyes, but within his eye sockets were not eyeballs, rather, a vortex formed by Sword Qi.
He was neither of the Human Race nor of the demon race.
He was the Qingping Sword!
The natal Divine Weapon of the first Pavilion Master of the Tongtian Sword Pavilion.
Having developed intelligence, he transformed into a human form.
Qingping yawned and said nonchalantly, "Master, do you want me to slay that person?"
"Slay? You're not his match!"
