Facing that aura, Li Xiaoqiang felt it was hard to breathe.
As everyone was staring at that aura, they saw the figure had already reached the sky above the Sunset Mountain Range.
In the sky above the Sunset Mountain Range, there appeared a huge ancient sword with an antique style. The man had long hair draping over his shoulders, and his whole body looked withered like a beggar. However, the aura of destruction surrounding him made numerous people feel as insignificant as the ocean.
The disciples of the Blood Sword Hall, upon seeing this elder, flickered their figures and appeared in front of him, bowing, "Hall Master!"
This withered elder, although he appeared old, had a sharp aura about him that was quite formidable. Li Xiaoqiang felt as if he himself was an ancient sword.
The people of Blood Sword Hall are required to cultivate the sword from birth, and their aptitude assessment is extremely strict. Ordinary people simply cannot catch the eye of Blood Sword Hall.
