Clang! Clang!
Amid a burst of clashing metal.
The Six-pointed Star Formation was instantly filled with all kinds of longswords!
Cao Xing's eyes lit up at once.
"Though he's only a Boss Tier swordsman, that entrance is seriously cool. Maximum style points!"
Then, they saw a figure appear within the teleportation array.
At the same time, a calm male voice rang out.
"I was once ordinary. My talent as a swordsman was not even on par with those of my peers..."
"Among the brilliant geniuses, how ordinary I was. Jealousy, self-loathing, despair..."
"Yet even so, I believed that everyone had their purpose, that one day I would be discovered."
"Even if I were to end in despair, I would still firmly wield my sword."
"Only by experiencing hardship in cultivation could I prove that I lived for my conviction."
"I dreamed of flying through the sky together with the sword in my hand."
"Now, I have no regrets. My aptitude may be mediocre, but possessing extraordinary dreams is not a sin..."
"Thank the Goddess of Fate for her gift, for granting me a second life and allowing me to wield my sword freely once more..."
The voice faded, and a male figure appeared before them.
The most striking thing about him was his shoulder-length black hair.
It was as dark as ink and as smooth as a waterfall.
He was not particularly tall, merely of average height, yet he exuded a steady aura.
A slender sharp sword hung at his waist. Its scabbard was ancient yet ornate, while the hilt was wrapped in black leather, comfortable and firm in the hand.
Cao Xing looked upward and saw a face that was not especially stunning, yet was highly distinctive.
His sword-like brows slanted toward his temples, and his eyes were as