C1613 Sword pool mutations(part i)

"What exactly happened? Ancestor, are you really going to abandon us, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tai A clenched both his hands tightly, his fingertips piercing into his palms, causing traces of bright red blood to ooze out. He did not notice it in the slightest, and only stared at the sword light that was rushing towards the clouds