After traveling for another day, Zhang Ruochen and the others finally approached Mount Sword after passing through many obstacles.
At the foot of Mount Sword was a vast undersea plain with numerous tombstones. In front of each tombstone was a scabbard standing upright. There were words on the tombstones, but they had long been washed away by the seawater.
It was a very desolate scene!
It seemed to tell the future generations that the brilliant civilization of the Swordsmanship had been destroyed here.
Lord Ming walked out of the forest of tombs and greeted Zhang Ruochen. "These are the tombstones that the Ancestral Swordmaster built for them. There are no bones in the tomb, only a sword inside. When the owner of the sword died, there was nothing left."