"Spare his life under your sword!"
The icy voice carried a bone-chilling murderous intent, arriving in an instant accompanied by the urgent sound of whooshing through the air.
The newcomers were none other than a pair of elderly figures.
The man had white hair and beard, with a black mole between his eyebrows, resembling a black eye embedded there. The woman still possessed a charming demeanor, her pale skin belying her age, only the silver cane in her hand raised doubts about her true years.
Upon seeing the two, a gleam of wild joy flashed in the Sword Emperor's eyes, "Elders, please save me quickly..."
"Useless trash!"
The elder glared at him fiercely and then lifted his gaze to Xiao Yi, speaking indifferently, "Young fellow, no matter what he has done wrong, today you've dug up my Sword Dynasty's imperial tomb, caused chaos in the palace, and killed countless sons of my Sword Dynasty. It should be enough. Let him go, and I will let bygones be bygones. How about that?"
