My name is Leng Zhu, I was once the female elder of Yuxu Sect in Qingming Peak, and I used sword bones to control the nine regions three hundred years ago.
A hundred years ago, while guarding the mountain gate, he was eroded by the Blood Soul Curse, fell into the state of divine transformation, and lived in seclusion on a lonely cliff outside the clouds.
I only guarded the ruined lamp and rusted sword, and hid from the world for a hundred years. Everyone in the world thought I was dead.
All the old friends in the past have withered away, but I still stand on the top of the cliff, guarding a lone line of light.
When the tombs in the forbidden land shake and the blood soul reappears, only I can hold the sword and rise again.
This body is the sword, and the sword bone is immortal.
Intention: This body is a sword, and the sword bone is immortal