He worked undercover for Qingqiong Mountain for seven years and turned the tide of the battle with one sword. However, he was abandoned in the back mountain because of a broken spiritual root and worked as the lowest servant for thirteen years.
Then he formed a pill. That day, the thunder disaster in the back mountain alarmed everyone. He sat in the middle of a pool of blood and only did one thing, to settle the accounts of the year one by one.
The leader roared out of the seclusion, and he drifted away. The entire Qingzhou thought that he would remain anonymous, but instead he stepped into the deepest part of the Eastern Wasteland's secret realm and pulled out the sword that no one had been able to pull out for two thousand years.
The inheritance of Master Jian Yuan was close to his side, the true disciples of Wan Jian Sect were defeated by his sword, and the evil cultivators of Blood Evil Sect were killed by him to the point of fear.
He thought he was alone until he picked up a white-haired girl among the ruins of the massacre village that his consciousness could not locate.
He wanted to keep her safe for the rest of her life. Her impeccable spiritual body is the treasure that all evil forces covet, and it is also the weapon that all righteous forces covet to defeat their enemies.
When the entire world of cultivation turned their attention to that girl as pure as snow, Chen Guan only did one thing: he held his sword in front of her.
"Whoever dares to touch her should ask my sword first."
