Primordial World: I Started by Making Nuwa Cry; Turns Out I'm a Mythological Grand Unity - Section 621

In an instant, heaven and earth shifted, and the winds and clouds surged. The entire Primordial World seemed to contain nothing but this single blade of grass. Everything else dimmed into insignificance, serving only as a backdrop for the grass.

The sudden Sword Qi and fierce Sword Intent left everyone present slightly stunned. They were all terrified and turned toward the direction from which the Sword Qi had come.

The phantom drew closer and gradually became clear. After a while, everyone finally saw the true form of the master of this Sword Qi—a plain, ordinary blade of grass.

The tip of the grass was slightly yellowed. It was clearly just a weed pulled from who knew where!

When the Human Race saw this familiar figure, they could not help crying out in surprise, overjoyed.

"Lord Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass!"

It was Lord Nine Swords!

Lord Nine Swords had come to save them!

Lord Nine Swords still cared about them!

Thank goodness Lord Nine Swords had arrived. Otherwise, they would have had to endure that attack head-on.

Ancestor Dragon, Yuanfeng, and First Kirin were also shocked when they heard this. They stared incredulously at the weed before them, their mouths hanging so wide open that they could have fit an entire steamer basket of buns inside.

Patriarchs of the Three Clans: ???

What???

Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass?! This?

Chapter 330: My Name Is Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass!

Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass? This?

The Patriarchs of the Three Clans were utterly stunned. One by one, they stood rooted to the spot like wooden statues.

They never would have imagined that the legendary Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass, the one said to have held back thousands of troops with the power of a single blade of grass, would actually