On a mysterious world, three figures lay sprawled on a beach.
Two men and a woman.
Judging by their appearance, they seemed to have been washed ashore by the sea, and all of them were unconscious.
A young man dressed in a green robe was the first to wake up.
His eyelids fluttered, and as he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the white sandy beach and the greenery on the island.
"What is this place?"
The awakened man slowly got up, looking around at everything with a sense of shock.
It wasn't the island's scenery that surprised him, but a feeling of powerlessness.
"Where is my divine power?"
The young man clenched his hands, talking to himself.
A moment ago, he was a sword god with surging sword intent, but now he was as powerless as a child.
This man was none other than Jian Wushuang.
He had entered this world together with a foreign woman and Xiang Yang.
