During the sect competition, the geniuses gathered, but Chen Shi, the handyman, came on stage carrying a bundle of rusty swords and was ridiculed. When Jiang Jin's Broken Moon Sword shattered the arena, the Broken Iron in Chen Shi's hand shattered all the pressure of the golden elixir. Liu Shuangyi watched coldly, Zhao Laizi smiled and said nothing, and Xie Wufeng's black iron sword embryo quietly cracked. No one knows that those abandoned broken swords are the legacy of sword cultivators who were buried thousands of years ago. When the rotten scabbard awakens, thousands of swords roar together. What is buried under the sword grave is not scrap metal, but the truth that the entire sect dare not mention.
