As that sword cry burst forth, the expressions of the gods descending from the sky changed at the same time.
They abruptly looked up toward the end of the Rainbow Bridge, their faces filled with disbelief. "Sword Law?! Is that him?!!"
Countless streams of sword energy erupted from the bridge like a tsunami, tearing the clouds filling the sky to shreds in an instant. The rain of Swords of Light falling from above was as fragile as a golden toy before this tsunami of sword energy, shattering piece by piece in midair and vanishing without a trace.
Baldur, the God of Light, seemed to recall something, and his expression immediately turned grim.
At the end of the Rainbow Bridge,
at the center of the tsunami of sword energy,
a young man in a black shirt, carrying a sword case on his back, slowly walked forward.
His black-glass eyes swept across the gods in the sky one by one, narrowing slightly as surging Sword Intent churned through the air as if boiling!
"Who... dared to hurt my student?"
His voice was not loud, but the countless sword intents in the sky seemed to speak as well, letting out a piercing hum that carried his words to every corner of Asgard!
"S-Sword Saint?!"
Lin Qiye stared at that familiar figure for a long while before coming back to his senses, wild joy appearing on his face!
"Commander Zuo, how did you find the Sword Saint?" Lin Qiye asked Zuo Qing excitedly.
Zuo Qing gave a bitter smile and shrugged. "We never found him... He came on his own. By the time we reached Asgard's entrance, he was already there."
Lin Qiye froze. "How did he know I was here?"
"He said he encountered Michael in the mist. Michael told him you were