"Tianji Sword Dojo has made an exception in taking this out as a reward. The sword technique is guarded by our old dojo master..."
At this moment, they had already arrived outside the sword storage room.
The buildings in the outer area of Tianji Sword Dojo had a more modern aura, while the inside, especially this sword storage room, had a bit of an ancient flavor.
The wooden carvings, stone pillars, white walls, and black tiles all gave off a sense of antiquity. The sword drawings on the walls seemed to be records of ancient legends...
Walking inside, ancient swords stood upright and hung everywhere within the hall, flickering with starlight-like radiance.
However, most of these swords had lost their spirituality. The radiance emitted by the blades had lost its former sharpness, leaving only a slight hint of sword rhythm.
"These are all the swords that the seniors of the sword dojo used when they were alive."