The sword tassel of the First Generation Patriarch grew faintly warm in Li Wuhen's palm, the half-piece of strawberry cake wrapped around it already dried and hard as stone. The Fairy of Yaochi condensed a wisp of clear spring water at her fingertips. The moment the water touched the tassel's cord, the mottled frosting peeled off in a flurry, revealing the dark profound iron chain clasp underneath. Nangong Lie approached with hazy, drunken eyes, his breath smelling of alcohol blowing onto the chain clasp, causing a line of small, mosquito-sized etched characters to emerge—"When the Sword Tomb reopens, an old friend shall return."
"The Sword Tomb?" The Demon Lord's Black Gold Halberd slammed into the ground with a loud *clang*, kicking up a ring of floating dust. "Wasn't that old fellow's burial ground submerged in the Return to Void Sea Eye three hundred years ago?"
Before his voice faded, the sword tassel in Li Wuhen's palm suddenly burst forth with dazzling, bone-chilling light! The light darted toward the night sky like a living creature, tearing open a long, narrow opening flowing with stardust across the ink-blue firmament. Deep within the opening, rugged black rock faces and howling gale winds were faintly visible—it was precisely the legendary, sunken forbidden realm of the Sword Tomb!
Chapter 62