Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time - Chapter 388: Society of Sacred Swords (4)

... ith countless corpses and shattered weapons, they faced each other in silence. The only sound was the heavy fluttering of their sleeves in the wind. Not a single enemy remained alive.

It was an overwhelming sight.

The crowds stationed along the mountains surrounding Cloudveil Peak kept their mouths shut. The sheer gravity of what lay before them left them speechless.

Those dressed in silk robes or carrying weapons—people with even a basic understanding of the martial worl ...