Deep in the sword tomb, thousands of swords pierce the heart. Wen Yan was nailed to the remains of the sword demon from a thousand years ago, the sword veins in his body cracked inch by inch, and the last trace of true energy in his dantian was being crazily devoured by the rusty ancient sword. Three hours later, he will become the new withered bones in the Sword Tomb - or worse, become the vessel for the Sword Demon's resurrection.
At the moment when his consciousness was lost, Wen Yan bit the tip of his tongue and used the blood as a guide to forcefully communicate with the nameless sword embryo in his body that had never awakened. A sword intent that no one had ever seen exploded from between his eyebrows, causing thousands of broken swords in the entire sword tomb to tremble - it was the true essence of the sword that even the sword demon had never touched.
However, outside the Sword Tomb, a greater crisis is brewing. Five of the seven major sword sects that sealed the sword demon back then have been wiped out by mysterious forces, and the two surviving sword masters have disappeared one after another. Behind the dark shadows that chased him and forced him into a desperate situation, there was a shocking conspiracy that could subvert the entire Jiutian Swordsmanship. Wen Yan knew that when he walked out of the Sword Tomb alive, he had to face not only revenge for himself, but also the need to use the sword in his hand to carve a bloody path for the world's sword cultivators before Jiutian Sword Dao completely fell.
