บท 113: Chapter 26 life, 13 Swords (second update)

A 300-meter-long shadow looked down at the world.

He was in his prime, full of vigor, just as he had been in the past.

The sword-wielding old man returned to his youthful appearance. He was a handsome swordsman of unparalleled magnificence. His gaze was sharp as he extended his hand and clenched it.

Clang!

His long sword, which had been sealed away for forty years, flew over in an instant. It suddenly enlarged and was held in his hand.

"Life, thirteen swords."

The sword-wielding old man took a step forward. The world shook, and a terrifying power burst forth, causing the hearts of the onlookers to almost jump out of their chests.

He struck out with his sword.

Life, thirteen swords, the first sword.

The long sword cut through the void, turning into a ray of blue light that lingered around the martial spirit. Along with the sword intent, wherever it passed, space collapsed.

Boom!