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The blazing light flickered, startling Li Yi. He regained his senses, his mind rippled as he raised his head to look at the gigantic black sword on the altar.

Ah!

Li Yi screamed and rushed forward, his heart containing far too many things.

That kind of scene was repeated countless times. He didn't know how many times he had watched it, but why did it appear? Who are they? Black Swordsman? Then, what was the connection between him and the Black Swordsman?

Son of Heaven?

Lonely, lonely …

It had been a very long time, and they had experienced many vicissitudes of life. They had come and gone, and had left behind many things.

Li Yi did not know what would happen in the future, nor did he know who he was, nor did he have any connections with those people.

He rushed over and grabbed the hilt of the huge sword with both hands. It was just like the scene in the iron shop. Shouts and cries echoed endlessly, like the sound of ancient bells that rang through the entire Ancient City.

Hu hu!

The gentle breeze brought with it traces of coolness.

On the plaza, it was unknown when even more Black Swordsman had gathered.

In the ninety-ninth floor of the huge tower, the ninety-nine Elders were also paying attention.

In succession, the people of the city also came here, and their gazes all landed on Li Yi.

He was still drawing his sword and screaming non-stop. His stubbornness was like that of a child's, again and again. As he fell down, he kept coming forward. His young and tender hands were all red, and his face was pale.

I can't pull it out.

Why did this happen?

No one knew why.

Five years had passed, and almost everyone had already tried using the entire Mount Daliang, leaving only him behind. But now, the black greatsword remained unmoved, as heavy as a mountain, like an immortal monument pressing down on people's hearts, causing them to feel suffocated.

He couldn't pull it out anymore.

I can't pull it out.

Does this mean that their Mount Daliang will no longer have any Heavenly Saints?

Drip! Drip!

Due to excessive force, his red hands were cut by the sword hilt, and a drop of blood suddenly fell down.

Peng!

Soon after, a majestic aura exploded forth. A jet-black light shone from the entire altar, illuminating the entire Ancient City.

"Altar... "It's activated."

"How is this possible?"

"This altar hasn't been activated for at least hundreds of thousands of years."

"He … Did you do it? " People's eyes were wide open.

All the Black Swordsman s revealed solemn expressions, their eyes did not even blink as they stared straight at Li Yi.

Crash! *

An indescribable power was gathering from all directions, gathering at the altar.

It enveloped the entire altar and also enveloped Li Yi. If someone could clearly see the scene inside the altar, they would definitely be shocked.

Because all of the gathered power was all condensed on Li Yi's left arm, that black imprint.

The imprint grew larger as it constantly expanded and deformed.

Li Yi was still drawing her sword, regardless of what it was, she was getting stronger and stronger, until finally, another black light burst out and shot straight to the sky.

The sword was pulled out by him.

"Stop." Zhou's voice reverberated beside Li Yi's ears.

At the same time, a figure rushed to the altar and pressed his big hand on Li Yi's shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

"I've already drawn my sword."

"Am I about to become a Heavenly Saint?"

Li Yi said excitedly, he raised his head and stared at the figure.

It was Zhou, but only then did he realize that Zhou's expression was warped, his entire body distorted like hemp rope, filled with pain.

The black light gradually dispersed, and the altar also calmed down.

Li Yi saw a terrifying scene as the giant tower also distorted and changed. The entire giant city was in such a state, as though it was about to shrink and he was about to be exiled into the void.

"What happened?"

"Damn it!"

Ah!

Screams began to rise and fall as the distorted people turned into a beam of light, gradually dissipating.

Peng!

What followed was the disappearance of the entire city. Everything was like the reflection of a flower in the water, as if it had never happened or existed.

They all disappeared.

The enormous ancient city vanished in the blink of an eye.

Li Yi's expression was blank, he did not know what had happened, but he felt that all of this was related to him.

The huge black sword in his hand fell down. He panicked and began to fear. His body staggered and he fell to the ground. His face was pale.

"You're not a Heavenly Saint." Zhou was still there, looking at him with a complicated expression.

Li Yi did not speak, he shook his head with all his might, and his eyes became red, his heart full of fear.

"You are the true Black Swordsman."

"This is your life, you don't have to be sad, you don't have to be afraid."

"Pick up your sword and leave this place." Zhou Xiaoxiao said.

"I don't want it." He began to refute, hesitantly getting up, holding onto the sword hilt, "I'll put him back, you guys will be resurrected."

"It's useless. The sword and the giant city's fates are different, the giant city protects the giant sword but the sword does not necessarily have to protect the giant city. Once the sword leaves the Mount Daliang, the giant city will no longer exist." Zhou Xiaoxiao asked.

"Why is this happening?" Li Yi shouted, full of sorrow.

"The reason why the Heavenly Sage unsheathed the sword is because they won't be leaving the Mount Daliang. But you are different, because you will be leaving, so the huge city disappeared." Zhou said, "Simply put, the Heavenly Sage is the sword's servant, and you are the sword's master. Do you understand?"

After grabbing the huge sword, he stabbed it into the ground. Unfortunately, everything disappeared, and the moment he started to pull the sword out, it was already determined to end.

His heart was filled with grief, and he even faintly felt that if he did not want to pull out the sword? With the protection of the huge city, would the Mount Daliang not be destroyed?

Unfortunately, no one could give him an answer.

Perhaps it was just as Zhou said, this was his life, and someone would always bring the sword out.

"Don't worry, the giant city is still there, and so are we. If one day you reach that level of strength, we will still be able to revive."

"Now, take your sword and leave this place! It has been silent for too long and has been forgotten. " Zhou said.

"You're still alive, aren't you?" Li Yi lifted his head with much difficulty, his voice hoarse with anticipation.

Before this, Zhou's figure had been warped and distorted. But now, he had calmed down, and was still there, just like before.

"No, I'm leaving too. However, I'm different from them. I've become a spirit within the sword. When you find the true Sword Spirit, I'll still disappear." Zhou said.

"I won't find the sword spirit. I won't let you disappear." Li Yi cried, her eyes filled with sorrow and stubbornness.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Just at this moment, that black sun descended from the sky, and the sound of thunder resounded through the entire Mount Daliang.

Zhou looked up, a complex expression on his face.

Li Yi also looked up, his heart becoming more and more sorrowful, sobbing, tears flowing like water.

"It fell."

"What should we do? Why hasn't the Black Swordsman of the Ancient City arrived yet? "

"Are we going to die?"

"I'm scared."

"Mom, where are you?"

"Father …"

Its speed was getting faster and faster, and its size was frightening large, covering the entire Mount Daliang.

Zhou pulled the black greatsword from the ground, grabbed Li Yi's body and started running outside. After a light cry, the purple lightning horse galloped over.

"I'm not leaving." He shouted stubbornly.

"Have you forgotten what I told you?" Zhou whispered.