The sword cultivators around them discussed in low voices.
Those two middle-aged men just now were the strongest among them.
Their cultivation had at least reached the Fourth Heaven Quasi-Saint Realm.
Yet such two powerful experts had been so courteous toward that mysterious old man.
This inevitably filled their hearts with a trace of awe.
Moreover, they looked forward even more to Dao Sword City.
If Ye Lin could invite such an expert to preside over the place, it meant that his construction of this city was absolutely no joke.
After all, an expert of such caliber would not play along with Ye Lin.
Besides, even if Dao Sword City held nothing that attracted them, it would still be worthwhile—as long as this expert could expound the Dao for a while, their trip would have been worth it.
Many among them were Rogue Cultivators, while others came from various minor factions. They normally could not even catch a glimpse of top experts, let alone come into contact with them.
If such an expert could expound the Dao within the city—
Then they would have struck it rich. Rich beyond measure.
A hundred years was a wait they could afford.
"Sword Pool."
"Even from hundreds of millions of miles away, I sensed an inexplicable Dao aura drawing me in."
"It seems this is the place that called to this old man."
After entering Dao Sword City, Elder Xuan did not venture deeper inside. Instead, he made his way familiarly to the Sword Pool.
Looking at the Sword Pool wreathed in Sword Qi, Elder Xuan stopped before it and remained silent for a long while.
That Broken Sword, in particular, made it impossible for him to look away.
"This object... whose sword is it?"
After merely sensing it for a moment, a