Lin Bai followed the directions on the map and walked toward the southeast direction. The vegetation became less and less. When he stepped into the yellowish-brown land, his field of vision was completely open. The sky was low and there were no clouds. It was as if heaven and earth were connected in a single line.
Not far away, there was a stone tablet. It looked like it had been there for many years. After experiencing the wind and rain, it stood there. What was surprising was that the handwriting on it was still clear, as if it had just been written.
"Sword Tomb --"
The iron hook and silver painting were filled with a murderous aura. It was as if one could really see countless sword lights and shadows. In an instant, countless chills assaulted one's face. Even though Lin Bai was slightly surprised, he knew that he had already reached the boundary of the sword tomb.
