"My lords, the great cataclysm of heaven and earth is upon us. I pray that on that day, we sword cultivators will remain the firmest defense of The Mortal World."
Ye Xiao's expression was solemn. He bowed to Lǐ Tài'ā, then turned and headed toward the Holy Prefecture.
To him, three thousand imperial swords were merely a drop in the ocean, yet they were enough to completely capture the Dao Hearts of the three thousand sword cultivators in the Sword Tomb.
Chapter 472