The sword cultivator shuttled over the city with his sword, looking down at these giant steel beasts, he had the courage to see the small mountains.
This is a world dedicated to swords. Swordsman is a profession that everyone aspires to, but only a few people can truly become a swordsman.
Ten years ago, on that rainy night, his father solemnly handed a rusty sword to Zhang Jiuwei and told him to keep the sword as it was the only way for him to attain enlightenment.
The young Zhang Jiuwei didn't know what this meant.
With hard work and luck, he climbed to higher mountains step by step.
And on his seventeenth birthday, the rusty sword trembled, and as he stroked the rusty sword, a golden light flashed, and he entered the world inside the rusty sword...
From then on, Zhang Jiuwei began to grow at a speed unbelievable to ordinary people. He could carve souls, build formations, refine weapons, draw talismans... He knew everything. He became a genius and became a saint step by step.
Looking back from the top of the world, he finally understood the meaning of his father's words...
