Tan Shuchang had always considered himself born into a scholarly family and had also been a young star atop the honor roll, a true parasite of the upper class. He should have been holding significant local authority, receiving endless gifts, spending boundless money, enjoying innumerable years, and marrying countless concubines. How had he ended up becoming a demonic cultivator? After pondering for a long time and still not understanding, he slowly emerged from the pool of blood, deciding to think it over gradually…
The sudden battle had ceased, but the death of an elder Sword Cultivator from Sword Mountain foreshadowed that this affair was far from over.
The only reason for the current stoppage was the forceful intervention of the Heavenly Sword Mansion, coupled with Sword Mountain's own demands.
The bloody figure in the sky had also vanished, and standing in its place was a handsome young man nearing his twenties. At this moment, anyone who cast their eyes upon him couldn't help but feel a strong sense of shock welling up within them.
A day before, the name Tan Shuchang might have been remembered by the Sword Cultivators present simply because his Sword Dao was required to unlock the Sword Tower, or perhaps due to his involvement in a catastrophic incident that affected half the Jiawu Realm and resulted in the deaths of hundreds of thousands. Or they might have known him from his cultivation diaries...