Hidden Sword for Dozens of Years, Eight Swords Formation!

"Yu'er, you gave me this sword back then."

"I know that you don't like to kill and don't like to spill blood, so I've refrained from using this sword for you for dozens of years. However, I'm now in a blood feud with my master and his sect, and this sword can no longer be hidden away!"

Looking at the Ice Soul Sword in his hand, the white-haired young man's warm gaze seemed to be focused on a first love he had not seen in a long time.

"Yu'er, I originally wanted to come look for you earlier, but now that my sect has been annihilated and my junior sister is imprisoned, even though I'm unfilial, there are some things that I have no choice but to do."

"But don't worry, I'll come and find you. At most, in a month's time. The fastest is probably tomorrow morning!"