Souls do not wear clothes, the clothes in the soul state of the Sword Lord are illusory and can be considered as not wearing clothes.
In other words, the Sword Lord's soul ran naked for four thousand years, and now that he has returned to his flesh, he finally has clothes to wear.
The Sword Lord feels a bit unaccustomed, his soul yearning to leave his body and wander thousands of miles away.
He quickly suppresses this terrifying thought.
The Sword Lord, his body and spirit unified, sat on the throne, his eyes flashing like electricity. Just like the respected one among swords, only now could he be considered a true Transcendence Tribulation cultivator, who completely mastered the rules of the Sword Tomb and could control the Sword Tomb at will.
The two returned to the second floor and saw two familiar faces with Qin Luan, Zhang Long and Lu Bu Cong, who had invited Jiang Li to have tea and snacks at the tea stall.
