The nine-layered sky tower has been hanging high for thousands of years, and the immortals and gods regard the mortal world as nothing more than grass and grass.
Ye Fentian's spiritual root was broken and he was abandoned by the sect like a broken shoe, but he unexpectedly got the ancient broken sword.
"Sword repair? It's just the biggest scam in the world!"
The soul in the broken sword sneered, "The sword cultivator will eventually become a sacrifice to the heavenly tribulation."
Ye Fentian clenched the broken sword and pointed at the Nine Heavens——
This sword is not for immortality, but for splitting these ninety thousand years of bloody lies!
