The Sword Clan was considered a relatively peaceful race in the Divine Realm.
At least, this clan rarely caused any disputes in the Divine Realm.
Even though they were the Divine Realm's second-greatest clan, their presence was not strong, largely because of their clan's Dao of Benevolence.
Neither wanton killing nor bloodlust—nearly every Sword Clan person's state of mind had to cultivate these principles. It could be said that the people of the Sword Clan possessed an exceptionally strong sense of justice.
But those who truly understood the Sword Clan knew the terrifying strength hidden behind this clan.
"Even people from our Sword Clan often perish while cultivating in the Land of Absolute Kill. None of you must overexert yourselves in there. If you can no longer hold on, immediately crush the Sword Token in your hand! People from my Sword Clan will come to your rescue." Sword Slaughter swept his eyes over everyone and waved his hand. "Remember, the Land of Absolute Kill will ignite the killing intent deep within your hearts, but you absolutely must not slaughter one another. Otherwise, do not blame my Sword Clan for showing no mercy. Everyone, go!"
At his words, this great group of True Gods charged straight inside...
The black-faced man coldly glanced at Luo Zheng before diving in as well.
Luo Zheng, meanwhile, strolled along unhurriedly, bringing up the rear.
After Sword Slaughter watched everyone enter the Land of Absolute Kill, a small emerald-green bird sped over through the sky and spiraled down toward him.
A tiny jade slip was hanging from the bird's two feet.
Sword Slaughter gently reached out, and the emerald bird landed on his aged finger.
"Chirp, chirp!"
The emerald bird cried out twice.
Sword Slaughter removed the jade slip, a puzzled look surfacing on his face.