C1064 His waiting

The tower and the altar seemed to have brought him back to the era of Mount Daliang.

That day, he was brought to the altar, and on that day, he pulled out that sword that belonged to the Black Swordsman.

Time passed slowly. In a flash, sixty years had gone by.

Thinking about it, he could not help but laugh at himself. So many years had passed, and Light Monarch had also died