Lin Xinghe stood atop the Sword Stele, surrounded by a swirling waterfall of star-lit Sword Intent, as if the Sword Dao will of the entire Xuanxiao Continent had converged here.
She gazed at the towering, ethereal yet tangible figure of the Sword Saint before her, her emotions churning like the tide.
"A Sword Saint for a millennium, a legacy for a hundred generations."
Chapter 209