A world was so vast, its population so great, and the sword path such a common path of cultivation—finding a hundred exceptionally gifted swordsmen naturally posed no problem.
Human World, Sword Gate, Zhang Xiaohua: he began practicing the sword at five and reached Master level at twenty. His swordsmanship was rugged, yet possessed the appearance of clumsiness while hiding great skill, containing immense destructive power.
Demon Profound World, Demon Severing Sect, Lun Ming San: born with a sword body, he comprehended all manner of sword techniques without instruction from childhood and possessed an extremely profound understanding of the sword path. He was Demon West Continent's most outstanding talent in sword cultivation.
Elf World, Misi Kingdom, Ke Jieni: a royal swordsman who had grasped the essence of elven swordsmanship. His blade carried an air of noble elegance and unrestrained grace.
Zhao Fu smiled as he looked over the information gathered on the many sword cultivators, then directly ordered their capture. These sword cultivators were undoubtedly quite powerful, so Zhao Fu naturally had to make certain preparations.
First, he directly dispatched teams of thirty City Lords and prepared all kinds of items designed to restrain sword cultivators. They would suppress their targets from afar and avoid direct combat, for Zhao Fu understood that these people were dangerous. One careless mistake could lead to devastating casualties.
Zhao Fu handed responsibility for this operation to Ge Nie and gave him an official seal possessing power equal to that of a Marquis City, to guard against unforeseen circumstances. If they could not win, they would simply crush them with power.
Clang, clang, clang...
On a stretch of yellow earth, an ordinary-looking young man swung a greatsword, stirring gust after gust of sword wind that swept up countless grains of sand. Its power was immense,