Just then, Long Shaoyu and the others gradually awoke.
"How did I suddenly fall asleep?"
The young archer rubbed his head, his face full of bewilderment and confusion.
"Strange, I am after all a Peak Martial Venerate, how could I just fall asleep without any signs?"
The square-faced youth was also filled with confusion.
Only Long Shaoyu's eyes were somewhat somber; he knew very well that they hadn't just fallen asleep; rather they had been rendered unconscious by some powerful entity.
This unknown powerhouse was too strong, so formidable that they knocked them out without the young Sword Saint even noticing.
He looked around and his gaze suddenly sharpened.
That's right, this is indeed Divine Sword Mountain, but where did the Divine Sword Pavilion go?
Even if the Divine Sword Fruit was picked and the time for the Divine Sword Pavilion to open had passed, it would just close its doors and reactivate the Guardian Formation, not vanish altogether.
