"The Dragon Slayer's Sword… It is the Dragon Slayer's Sword… Guys, look!" shouted the elderly man. Immediately, the other three similar-looking elders glanced over in surprise.
"Misters, if you guys are the elders of the Divine Forging Sect, why are you locked up here? What happened?" Jacob asked.
"Did Silver-Mallet not tell you our sect was ambushed and eliminated by the Flaming Metal Sect? They captured our leader, including us, the higher-ups. Our leader is locked up in a different cell. We've been here for over ten years," explained the elderly man.
"How did you guys get locked up here? This is the mundane world, after all, not the Ethereal Realm. You're in the secret realm of the Dark Creed Sect." Jacob was confounded.
They should be locked up in the Flaming Metal Sect. Why are they here in the secret realm of the Dark Creed Sect in the mundane world? This is ridiculous.
