Guarding the Tomb for a Hundred Years, Leaving Behind Millions of Sword Souls

The abyss invades, and the Sword Tomb is the last tomb. Chen Sanqiu stayed here for five hundred years. The world regarded him as a lunatic, talking to himself in front of a mountain of broken swords, and drinking with the souls of the dead. Saint Xuantian crushed the tombstone of the martyrs and sneered: "Trash guarding the tomb." When the abyss opens, billions of evil spirits swallow up the world like a black tide, the immortal sect collapses, and the people cry blood—— From that lonely graveyard, a man in shabby linen clothes walked out. He pulled out a rusty iron sword, but behind him, the shadow of a peerless swordsman appeared. "Fellow Taoists," he said softly, "borrow the sword and use it." In an instant, thirty-six thousand, seven hundred and twenty-one broken swords roared together and soared into the sky! That day, the light of the sword penetrated the nineteen states. The world knows that those buried in the tomb that has been guarded for five hundred years are not dead bones.