The elder's pale face showed a trace of anger and grief.

"I have been in seclusion for only a hundred years, but before I came out, I sensed that my only disciple had died.

And in the heart of my sword land, how brave.

Third elder, fourth elder, tell me, what happened?"

The elder's majestic voice sounded, but his eyes were fixed on the sword corridor.

Of course, he knew what was there, but it was precisely because he knew it too well that he felt more and more confused.

"Elder, the situation is like this...

The sword corridor is …