By then, cultivators of the other systems on Sword Mountain had either left or died. Only the Sword Cultivators remained.
There were also five Heavenly Prodigies who had helped fight the Azure Phoenix and the other members of the demon race. Though they had not risked their lives in close combat, they had used ranged attacks from the perimeter to harry the enemy.
The Sword Cultivators warmly invited them in to choose flying swords together.
At that moment, Li Yang had set all the flying swords on Sword Mountain in motion.
With the fighting over, they flew aimlessly around Sword Mountain, making them far easier to obtain.
"The evil monsters are dead, and the obstacles have been cleared. Go seek your own opportunities," Li Yang said.
The Sword Cultivators scattered, searching Sword Mountain for swords that suited them.
The lowest-ranked swords on Sword Mountain were fourth-grade, and there were quite a few ninth-grade swords as well. As for quality, even the poorest were precious swords with eight artifact patterns, making them extremely valuable.
There were also some unusual flying swords with no grade restrictions. Their materials were exceptionally unique, and they seemed capable of growth.
There were swords of every attribute. Geng metal swords were the most popular, followed by lightning and spatial swords, but they were very difficult to subdue.
Swords possessed spirituality and chose their own masters.
Li Yang might have the Qianyang Core Sword, but that did not mean he had no interest in other swords.
However, his approach differed from that of the other Sword Cultivators.
"So you were the ones that refused to move with me earlier."
Li Yang came before a pitch-black bone sword still embedded in the mountainside, his eyes narrowing.
It was not that he held a grudge against the swords that