"The saber and sword those two are holding?" Huang Xiao frowned slightly. He kept feeling a sense of familiarity from the weapons of two people in the scene.
The relief carved into the stone door seemed to depict two forces locked in a bloody battle. Both sides must have been seeing red. Huang Xiao could feel the intense bloodlust emanating from the scene. This had been a great battle.
The killing intent from such slaughter was astonishing. Even though it was only a picture, that sensation actually battered Huang Xiao's mind.
Huang Xiao could not help marveling at how lifelike the relief was.
"Aren't those the Xuanyuan Sword and the Minghong Saber?" A flash of inspiration struck Huang Xiao, and he cried out.
Huang Xiao stared at the two figures leading the forces in the relief. One held a sword, the other a saber.
The sword and saber looked no different from the Xuanyuan Sword and the Minghong Saber. They were almost identical.
What this stone door depicted was evidently a great battle from ancient times.
"I wonder if these two are the legendary Xuanyuan and Chiyou," Huang Xiao murmured. "That doesn't seem right. The timing doesn't match. That legend only exists in the Central Plains. There doesn't seem to be such a story in the Martial World. The Central Plains legend only goes back some five thousand years, but the Martial World's Xuanyuan Sword and Minghong Saber were damaged ten thousand years ago. They were probably two unknown senior masters from ancient times. Or perhaps the records were lost."
The two masters wielding the Xuanyuan Sword and the Minghong Saber each led their own followers into battle.
Huang Xiao knew that the senior holding the Xuanyuan Sword must have been connected to Imperial Remnant Manor.
Their surname alone offered