TL'd by Jadefall Chapter 1: The Sword Ghost's Rebirth The vast plains were stained crimson. Corpses were scattered everywhere. Bodies missing arms and legs were the blessed ones. Bodies without heads were the lucky ones. Indeed, compared to the bodiestorn to shreds and scattered like plum blossoms or those crushed into pulps like wild ...
TL'd by Jadefall Chapter 1: The Sword Ghost's Rebirth The vast plains were stained crimson. Corpses were scattered everywhere. Bodies missing arms and legs were the blessed ones. Bodies without heads were the lucky ones. Indeed, compared to the bodiestorn to shreds and scattered like plum blossoms or those crushed into pulps like wild berries, they are definitely more fortunate. “ Cough! As I thought, your power… is far too dangerous, Sword Ghost." The words came from an old man of striking appearance, a tall elder who easily looked to be six feet with noble bearing around him. Yet, the old man was in terrible shape. His left arm had been severed and three swords were embedded in his chest, solar plexus, and thigh, respectively. "It took the combined might of the Alliance of the Three Path
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