C1453 He's going to die

Black Swordsman, an ancient clan.

In those years that were visible, or perhaps invisible, every generation of this meridian would blossom to the utmost, causing people to be moved.

Even now.

Even the heavens could not stop him from entering the Saint Stage.

Rumble …

The dark clouds that filled the skies once again filled the air. This time, the area that they covered became larger and larger