The Sword Sect’s Founding Ancestor?

Yang Ye was slightly dazed as he gazed at the ethereal old man in midair who carried a sword on his back. Yang Ye had heard too many legends about this strongest expert in the entire southern territory and even the entire continent 10,000 years ago, and he hadn’t expected that he would lay eyes on the Unfettered One himself. Even though it was only a wisp of the Unfettered One’s soul!

The first impression he had of the old man was domineeringness, unparalleled domineeringness. Even though the old man’s figure was ethereal, he seemed like a mountain range as he stood there, and his entire body emanated a faint imposing aura that was suffocating!

After the old man appeared here, there was a short moment of confusion in his eyes, but it wasn’t long before his gaze cleared up. His gaze moved downward and swept through everyone outside Sky Hall before he shook his head and said, “I’d expected that the Sword Sect would fall into decline 10,000 years later, but I never expected it would be to such an extent!”

Su Muzhe felt a wave of shame, and he was just about to speak when Yuan Tian suddenly spoke coldly. “You’re the Founding Ancestor of the Sword Sect?”

The old man glanced at Yuan...