The Sword Fate Technique Page was burning hot.
That Sword Immortal was about to impart his techniques in a dream again.
The first time it happened, Su Chen had fallen into the dream in a daze, with no time to react. But now that he had achieved the Grand First Grade, he could clearly sense the other's presence.
'This direction...'
'Hm?'
Su Chen raised his gaze slightly, looking toward the river outside the Imperial City—in the direction of the former Great Yu Imperial Mausoleum.
This Sword Immortal was in the Imperial Mausoleum.
He saw it clearly.
He saw what had sealed the Immortals in the tombs.
A Sword Spirit, cloaked in thick mire, hung like an inverted sword, suppressing the entire Imperial Mausoleum and the hundreds, even thousands, of Immortals within their tombs.
The mysterious Sword Immortal was the Sword Spirit, and with its power alone, it had maintained this powerful seal, suppressing the Immortals for hundreds, even thousands, of years.
