The Tomb of The Primeval Sword Exalt!

When he saw this row of ancient words, Chen Xi instantly understood that the Immortal King’s will that was buried within this tomb definitely belonged to this ‘Sword Exalt.’

Chen Xi took a deep breath before he withdrew Violetsky, and then he flashed into the tomb.

Swoosh!

In the next moment, Chen Xi appeared on a boundlessly vast flat platform.

The first thing that entered his eyes were swords!

Numerous swords of all types. They were thrust into the surroundings of the platform like a forest of swords, and there was no less than ten thousand of them!

Every single immortal sword was suffused with a ghastly, oppressive, and sharp aura of slaughter. Merely this imposing aura seemed to be on the verge of tearing apart and destroying this expanse of the heavens and the earth. It was astounding to the extreme.

At the center of the platform was an old man in linen clothes sitting cross-legged there. His figure was tall, and even if he was sitting cross-legged, his backbone still remained straight like a sword. Moreover, his hair was disheveled, causing his appearance to be concealed from Chen Xi’s eyes.

When he looked at the old man from afar, Chen Xi felt a piercing pain in his eyes. It was like the old man wasn’t a person, but a sword instead. A peerless sword that...