"Heads roll, tumbling thrice..."
A decapitated head opened and closed its jaws, the voice rasping and hoarse beyond belief.
Li Mo scanned his surroundings. Apart from Changqing, who seemed lost in a daze, the rest of the sword cultivators had apparently anticipated this scene. Silently, they all reached for the severed heads.
"The Great Sun Sword Tomb has suffered calamity—how could it possibly stay untouched?"
Li Mo picked up a head, immediately sensing streams of information pouring into his mind. It was all tied to their mission to the Fire Spirit Hall.
[Sealing Sword Ghosts]
The heads would reveal the locations of sword ghost sightings, demanding the sword cultivators to move at once.
"Heh heh heh..."
The head let out a sinister chuckle. It must have sensed fear kindling in the heart of a nearby sword cultivator, for it screeched sharply, "If you play tricks or defy orders, you'll be dragged into the depths of the [Copper Mirror], left with no grave, no remains!"
