"What is happening?!"
"My sword!"
....
Buzz! Buzz!
Suddenly, a series of sword chants rang out, followed by cries of alarm.
Only to see in the night market all the swords soaring towards the sky, densely packed, forming a torrent of sword rain.
That sound, crisp and lingering, seemed as if it reached directly into the heart.
The entire night market became a scene of chaos, with everyone staring in astonishment at this shocking sight.
Then, the sword chanting sound grew louder and louder, and it seemed as if all the swords in Yu State City had flown out of their scabbards towards the heavens, majestic and vast, forming a sea of swords.
The sword light crisscrossed, filling the night sky, as if etched into the vast starry space, creating a scene of boundless grandeur.
"This... what is happening?" Han Wenxin saw it, and he was completely stunned.
The other people present did not speak, all furrowing their brows tightly.
