Hao Tian was known as the Sword Demon, but in this world, not many dared to call him by his name outright.
Especially when the one who did so was such a young person.
Dressed in flowing white robes, his sleeves flapping in the fierce wind, he was incredibly handsome, particularly his striking eyes which, once seen, were hard to forget.
Soon after, the crowd noticed the ancient longsword in the hands of the young man in white.
The Evil Suppressing Sword!
At the sight of the ancient longsword, everyone knew they had guessed correctly.
It was the Ghost Swordsman!
He had finally appeared!
That ancient longsword did not exude a shocking aura; it seemed like an ordinary longsword held in a slender yet powerful hand.
All this seemed mundane, yet the martial artists present felt a chill running through them.
