The place resembled a circular valley, ringed by rocks shaped like sharp divine swords. They enclosed a flat clearing with a pool at its center.
Black swords stood planted all around the pool.
Some were long, others short; some large, others small. Some were broken, while others remained intact... It looked like a sword graveyard in utter disarray.
At the center of the pool, however, a black divine sword floated.
Chapter 2743: Destruction Sword Venerable
Sword Peak. Sword Pool.
The Sword Pool before him had to be the Destruction Sword Pool, which held the Destruction Sword Dao Tongtian had created.
But now, pure Destruction Sword Aura poured from the pool and gathered into a keen black divine sword.
The sword radiated Destruction Sword Aura so fierce that space warped around it, as though on the verge of being destroyed.
Ren scanned the broken swords before fixing his gaze on the black divine sword floating in the pool. "Was it you who spoke just now?"
Every sword here seemed alive to Ren. Yet only that divine sword held a different presence.
The sword floating above the pool quivered faintly, then swallowed the black mist rising from the water. It became the phantom of a Daoist, who murmured, "That's right... It was me!"
The Daoist formed from the black sword swept his sleeve, gathering Destruction Sword Aura across the sky.
As the aura gathered, a cutting sharpness filled the Daoist's eyes. He stared straight at Ren.
Ren was stunned. Light flashed in his eyes, along with shock and disbelief. "That... He looks like Grandmaster Tongtian?"
Even as Ren cried out, disbelief remained in his eyes.
The phantom Daoist looked exactly like Tongtian. Ren still remembered how Tongtian had gazed at him before leaving during the Investiture of the Gods.
He had