The Sword Immortal was the prime mover in the resurgence of the swordsmanship world, having once not only led an era but also suppressed an era and boasted brilliant combat achievements against Supremes.
Just when everyone thought he had faded into obscurity, he reappeared in their field of vision.
"The Sword Immortal!"
A glimmer of sharpness appeared in Xia Feng's eyes.
In those days, being in the same era as the Sword Immortal was both a blessing and a sorrow.
He had always been trampled under the Sword Immortal's feet, and all his hard work aimed for the day when he could defeat the Sword Immortal and step out from his shadow.
"The Sword Immortal's re-emergence, did you arrange it?" the Supremes looked towards the Supreme of the Dao Realm.
In fact, about the Sword Immortal's disappearance, many Supremes had guessed it was arranged by the Supreme of the Dao Realm.
The same goes for the carefree wanderer of the old days; it's very likely he was concealed by the Dao.
