"The stone gate opened?"
"What's going on?"
"Quick, look, there are so many tombstones behind the stone gate."
"Look, those tombstones are actually buried with swords. Is this the Sword Tomb?"
"What is the Sword Tomb?"
Xuanyuan Wudi was also extremely shocked: "I've heard that some sword enthusiasts bury all their swords after death. To them, these swords are like lives, and the graves for these swords are the Sword Tomb."
"Graves for swords?"
Everyone found it unbelievable when they heard.
Ye Guichen, however, immediately noticed the foremost tombstone of the Sword Tomb.
A string of characters was written on the tombstone: Tomb of the Carefree Sword Immortal.
The handwriting was powerful and firm, as if carved forcefully into the stone by someone's index finger.
"Carefree Sword Immortal? Is it truly the Carefree Sword Immortal?"
Almost the moment he saw the stele, Ye Guichen felt like his head was struck by something, it hummed slightly.
