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It had been two days since half of the Silver Mist City was blown up, and hundreds of people lost their lives.

And as time passed, the news of the incident began to circulate through the whole Lower Heavens like a forest fire.

However, the most shocking thing about the incident was not the deaths but rather the appearance of the Sword Saint.

A Sword Saint Realm cultivator was no different than a God in the Lower Heavens. And for such a high realm cultivator to appear and even make a move in the small Silver Mist City piqued the interest of anyone who heard about the incident.

And to make matters more convincing, some people even suggested that the appearance of the Emblem was definitely related to the Sword Saint.

After all, what else could cause a Sword Saint to make such a move?

Unfortunately, no one had seen how the Sword Saint looked, and those who had seen him were now dead. So it was impossible to know who this mysterious person was.