Haoran Sword Sect! Dong Lin!

Sword cultivators?

Lin Chen's gaze was cold.

He glanced at the vast Northern Julu Continent, his eyes filled with indifference.

"If sword cultivators were so formidable, why couldn't they protect the Northern Julu Continent?"

Lin Chen's question

left the old Daoist speechless.

Not knowing what had happened in the Three Realms,

he could only take things one step at a time!

"Look, what's this..."

Just then,

after taking only a couple of steps,

Upal dug a rusty sword out of the sand beneath his feet!

"This is a sword cultivator's sword... It's not even as good as the kitchen knife in my house!" Mu Rongjian mocked!

The old Daoist glanced at it.

He could not help but feel secretly astonished.

He thought of how the sword cultivators of the Northern Julu Continent had shouted the slogan, "As long as the sword remains, I remain; when the sword dies, I die."

Now that this sword had been abandoned in the wilderness, its owner was surely gone as well!

The old Daoist sighed with deep emotion.

"Of the Four Continents of the Mortal Realm, the Northern Julu Continent was the strongest. I never expected it to fall into such a state. What a tragedy!"

Lin Chen said nothing.

With a calm expression, he looked ahead.

Then he immediately led the group onward.

The others followed behind him.

One after another,

they soon arrived before a set of ruins.

Azure Cloud Sect!

The words could still barely be made out.

The plaque on the ground bore the three words "Azure Cloud Sect."

After being weathered by time and windblown sand,

the plaque had already yellowed and decayed.

Given a few more days,

it would likely be buried beneath the dust!

As for the former site of the Azure Cloud Sect,

it was nothing