Who is it?

Tianning felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and then a warm, soft embrace encircled her. She couldn't see it... but she could clearly feel the hot liquid dripping onto her hands...

It's blood...

Whose blood?

Is it hers? No... she's not in pain, she's not injured.

Who is that?

"Junior Sister..."

This time, Tianning heard the person's voice clearly.

"Third, Third Senior Sister..." Tianning trembled uncontrollably, knowing what she was afraid of.

"Hurry up... get back into Second Senior Brother's protective formation... don't be so reckless anymore, protect yourself first..."

"Stop talking! Don't say another word!"

Something dripped down her cheeks. For the first time, she was so flustered and helpless that she took out a life-saving pill from her mustard seed bag and stuffed it into Shi Qinxin's mouth.

"A top-grade life-saving pill!" It can forcibly hold back a person on the verge of death for an hour. I never expected that a little girl with only Qi Refining skills would have such a good thing!

If he kills her, everything she owns will be his!

Tianning fed Shi Qinxin a bunch of recovery pills. She knew that her third senior sister would be alright and would survive, but the fear she felt just now was hard for her to forget.

"You're lucky, you even have a good senior sister to shield you from the sword, but this time, no one can save you!" The demonic cultivator pointed his sword directly at Tian Ning, and he could almost foresee how many good things he would get after killing this girl!

Because of his overconfidence, he overlooked the anger in Tianning's eyes.

"I will not die, you will die."

The girl looked at him, her expression icy cold.

Her spiritual energy began to fluctuate; at this moment, Tianning was truly angry!

The male demonic cultivator burst into laughter as if he had heard a joke, but he quickly stopped laughing.

The ground beneath my feet trembled, and the swords around me hummed, as if something big was about to happen...

"Could there have been an earthquake in this sword mound?" a demonic cultivator asked.

"How is that possible? This is the Sword Tomb, not outside!"

"You...didn't you notice? It's not the earth shaking, it's...it's those swords..."

Almost the instant the man uttered those words, one, two, three… countless swords that had been driven into the ground rose into the air. They seemed to sense some kind of call, and even the sword in the man's hand, as well as the demonic sword held by his subordinates behind him, began to hum, as if responding to something…

"What's going on?!"

This phenomenon is utterly incomprehensible; some demonic cultivators' swords even flew out of control into the air, merging with the other swords...

It was at this moment that they discovered with horror that...

All the swords were converging on that little girl; they were... centered on her?

"Ah! My sword!" Wenren Xue exclaimed in alarm; her sword was completely out of her control.

The same was true for the swords that the new disciples had just received. As Xiao Roushu watched her Sun-Piercing Sword head resolutely towards the girl, her eyes lit up with a light. She had only ever seen such a sight in the records of the incomplete scrolls...

"All swords return to their origin".

She almost held her breath; she remembered the record.

One man's call, ten thousand swords respond—this is the innate sword spirit.