C586 Dark surge

"Did it fail?"

"Probably."

"His aura has disappeared. He shouted two words."

"Black Sword …" "Yes."

Outside the mountain, on top of a certain mountain, stood twenty-three figures of varying ages, including both men and women. Standing at the very front was an old man with a cane, his eyes sunken and filled with an unfathomable depth.

When everything dissipated