The Broken Sword Mountain reflected dazzling white light, turning the world into pure white.
Clang!
The sound of swords followed in quick succession, imprinting countless ripples onto the Buddha's light, only a tiny fraction fell within, causing a slight pain in everyone's ears.
The Jade Sword Buddha slightly frowned, finding it hard to hold on.
"Jade Buddha Heavenly Venerate, I am here to assist you."
A disheveled old man with a red nose stepped through the air, cut off the aftermath with a sword, then pulled out a gourd and took a drink, spitting out a vast expanse of sword light to hammer the white clouds above.
The white clouds hung down, forming a curtain, absorbing part of the aftermath.
Immediately, numerous great powers of the Sword Dao flew over on their swords, many of them stirred into action, seeing the situation they also intervened to keep the aftermath within the bounds of Broken Sword Mountain.
