As True Person Yinshan voluntarily withdrew, the tense atmosphere within Zhalong Pass eased considerably. The Mystic Iron Sword Master, who had come as reinforcements, was treated with every courtesy.
The True Person known as the Mystic Iron Sword Master was not particularly handsome, rather ordinary in appearance. Now that he had reined in his Sword Intent, he did not even possess much of a Sword Cultivator's sharpness. At first glance, he looked like nothing more than an old farmer. Only the black iron longsword hanging at his waist faintly exuded a razor edge that made Foundation Establishment True Persons' hearts tremble.
"Fellow Daoist Mystic Iron!"
True Person Wuxing was the first to step forward. "Good thing you arrived in time, Fellow Daoist. Otherwise, Zhalong Pass might well have been breached by the Demon Sect today."
After speaking, he glanced again at the sword at the Mystic Iron Sword Master's waist.
"Xuanjin, Xuanyin, Mystic Iron—the more ordinary the material, the sharper the Sword Intent. The Profound Iron Sword truly deserves to be the foremost of the Three Profound Swords of Supreme Profound Sword Sect!"
"You flatter me."
The Mystic Iron Sword Master waved a hand at those words, though he clearly enjoyed hearing them. After all, everyone liked praise, and he believed his merits truly were considerable.
At the same time, Zhong Xin also stepped forward, smiling as he said, "When I learned that the Demon Sect was heading south, I immediately sent word to Supreme Profound Sword Sect for aid. I had thought it would take many more days. Fortunately, the Mystic Iron Sword Master's cultivation is profound and his sword flight exceptionally swift, allowing him to turn the tide in the end."
"Please, come in quickly. I have already laid out a banquet to welcome you all and wash