Deepest part of the ruins.
Jagged rocks, covered in moss.
Xie Qilin supported an oil paper umbrella, walking to the last cave entrance.
Intense fighting noises were emanating from inside.
Xie Qilin's face turned grim.
Did someone really beat me to it?
He hid half of his body behind the rock wall, cautiously poking his head to look inside.
On the dark sea surface, a strangely shaped giant sword was floating.
In front of the giant sword, a long-haired youth in black, hands formed into claws, was manipulating a black demon snake to tightly coil around the giant sword.
The giant sword trembled violently, occasionally emitting a horrifying sword chant.
That young man was struggling to tame the giant sword!
More than a dozen foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes were besieging the young man.
Since the youth's entire focus was on taming the giant sword, he could only defend or dodge against the foreigners' attacks, unable to retaliate.
