In a canyon, dozens of figures wielding swords soared across the sky.
Below lay a canyon that had been plowed through.
On the mountain stood a group of well-trained sword cultivators, seemingly awaiting someone.
A sword light sliced through the horizon.
As the sword light dissipated, a white-clad man's robe billowed as he descended to the canyon below.
"We have met with Elder Pei."
"Greetings, Elder Pei."
The numerous sword cultivators all clasped their fists in respect.
These sword cultivators belonged to the Red Sword Dynasty, and the Battle Absolute Sword Institute was a direct affiliate of the Red Sword Dynasty's Sword Institute.
Pei Min waved his hand, his pristine boots landing on the soil that felt somewhat marshy.
"Elder Pei, after days of searching, combined with the clues you provided, these bones perhaps belong to your friend..."
"Please, Elder Pei, accept our condolences."
