The heavy rain at midnight washed away the seventy-two bronze sword furnaces in Longyuan Mountain, and the steaming blood mist condensed into circling red dragons in the mountains. Lin Jiuxiao knelt on the basalt of the sword sacrificial platform. The moment the soul-suppressing nail penetrated his shoulder blade, he saw countless bronze coffins floating in the underground magma... Lin Jiuxiao was expelled from the Tiangang Sword Sect. With the tragedy of the Sword Sect's annihilation, he embarked on the road to find the truth...
