"The path of love is boundless. There is a difference between teachers and students."
As soon as he said this, the dust that floated around the sword image lit up a little. Then it dissipated and filled the entire sealing array.
At this moment, the shadows revealed all the different people in this floating fragment that had melted away the world of mortals.
There were men and women, old and young...
There were famous sects, traffickers and pawns...
Without exception, these millions of people in the mortal world held wooden swords, stone swords, withered branches, and even sharpened sticks in their hands.
They all turned around and faced Mei Siren who stood high up in the sky and carried the sword image on his back. Like students who had seen their Teacher, they became extremely devout and bowed from afar.
"Greetings, Master Siren."
"Greetings, Master Siren."
"Student greets Master Siren..."
