Chapter 1090: Secret Race, Xin Family

The Sword Tomb was now completely bare.

All the broken swords had disappeared, but the ancient sword Qi still lingered on this sword tomb. The sword cultivators cultivating on this bare sword tomb had an extraordinary effect on their Sword Dao realm.

Ye Qiubai walked down with the Aged Golden Sword Case and the Aged Gold Divine Sword.

Mu Ziqing smiled and went up to him. Her eyes were curved, and the gentleness in her eyes seemed to melt Ye Qiubai.

"Looks like I've gained a lot this time."

Ye Qiubai nodded, but his expression was still a little heavy.

To him, accepting the Aged Golden Sword Case and the Aged Gold Divine Sword were not just two exciting divine items.

There were also two heavy responsibilities.

The two items in his arms were as heavy as mountains.

It was so heavy that Ye Qiubai had a trace of self-doubt. Could he bear this responsibility? Could he respond to his senior's expectations and entrustments?