"Everything after that was a blur. I only remembered the pounding of my heart and my ragged breathing."
"I heard the craftsmen of the Flame Wheel Forging Palace constantly shouting, 'Yunli, run!' along with countless screams."
"No matter how much I wiped them away, my tears wouldn't stop. I gasped harder and harder, and later, I fell into a pool of blood..."
"If General Huaiyan hadn't arrived in time, I might not have been able to speak to you here today."
Yunli's gaze was melancholy.
"After that, General Huaiyan adopted me, and we called each other grandfather and granddaughter."
"But to me, he was a hundred times better than that sinful father."
"Grandpa not only taught me the art of forging, but also swordsmanship."
"Han Guang brought ruin upon himself, but the trouble he left behind couldn't be allowed to persist."
"According to the records, Han Guang forged a total of thirteen thousand and eighty-two Suiyang demon swords over the years, one hundred and eighty-two of which had special forms."
"He was that productive?" Yan Huan was shocked.
Yunli said gravely:
"From the moment I began training at the Flame Wheel Forging Palace, I swore to hunt down every demon sword."
"Since making that vow, I have hunted three hundred and twelve of them."
"And Guyun is the three hundred and thirteenth."
"Like the other demon swords... its Suiyang will be completely separated, and its blade melted down and forged into the [Molten Iron Sword Husk]."
"That's all I had to say."
"Though I do feel somewhat sorry for Grandpa... I still have to melt this sword."
From Yunli's account, these demon swords were a scourge.
Yet judging from the attitudes of Huaiyan and the Caravala delegation, this sword was called a "hero's sword."
There had to be some hidden