Visitors from Ten Thousand Swords City

A vast crowd of sword-bearing humans gathered together.

"Elder Hai, this is the place!"

Upon a hill from which the outline of Crouching Dragon Mountain could be seen in the distance, a handsome young man with a longsword at his waist stared at the mountain with shining eyes. There was an indescribable arrogance and excitement in his gaze. "We've traveled for so long and wasted so much of my time. I hope this place won't disappoint me!"

"I hope this place truly is as good as those natives claimed."

At the young man's side stood an elderly man with white hair and beard. His ruddy complexion made him appear exceptionally vigorous, and a large number of attendants stood behind him.

"It can't be wrong. This is the place!"

Elder Hai wore a smile as he chuckled. "What those natives we captured said before they died was still credible. When this old man approached the area, I had already sensed that there was something extraordinary about it. The immortal spiritual energy is indeed quite dense. It is suitable to serve as our base of operations from now on."

At that moment, a woman in a red dress with an oval face raised her chin slightly and spoke as well. "That's right. If this place is truly as those natives described, then it barely qualifies to become a camp for our Ten Thousand Swords City."

These people came from Ten Thousand Swords City. They were humans as well.

Ten Thousand Swords City had already been jointly destroyed by the four Royal Cities.

The people of Ten Thousand Swords City had not all died. Some had escaped under the desperate cover of other humans, and this group before them was among those survivors.

Naturally, they had been terribly panicked after escaping, afraid that