This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

He had just eaten a meal, been eaten of grass, and had his flesh torn apart. Now, he'd been thrown into an unknown battlefield, and the atmosphere there made him extremely uncomfortable—dark, bloody, cruel—all sorts of negative emotions surged into his heart as he fell.

There was a "clang" sound,

"Damn, why is the soil here so hard?"

He fell from the sky, landing directly on the yellow earth beside the broken sword. The earth was harder than cement, and the impact left him completely disoriented.

"Red soil?" He rubbed his aching back hard before realizing that the soil wasn't yellow, but red. He grabbed some, smelled it, and understood.

The land here is stained red with blood.

After witnessing the forest of bones and the ceaseless flow of blood at the Tomb of the Sword Immortal, he once again saw land stained with blood.

"What a cruel world! How can there be so many wars? How many people have died to turn half the world into this ghastly state?"

Fear? Not at all. From the moment Emperor Wu drew his sword, Xiao Xingchen had long since disregarded life and death. Being alive now was a huge stroke of luck for him. Therefore, he wasn't particularly surprised by what he saw, and instead walked directly towards the broken sword.

Is this the Heavenly Sword? I circled the broken sword twice. It was covered in rust, and the blade was dull. Even a scrap collector would probably reject it.

Could this be an opportunity? He simply couldn't believe it.

"Since we're here, let's try drawing it." He gripped the hilt of the sword.

Huh? It didn't move at all. Then I tried with both hands, and still no reaction.

"So heavy?" Xiao Xingchen refused to believe it and tried to push the broken sword up with both hands, but it still wouldn't budge.

"No way, this isn't that big, how can it be so heavy?"

"You're so foolish to try and draw your sword with your heart." The girl's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

He desperately wanted to retort, "Draw the sword with your heart? I can't."

Then he did a series of things that left the girl watching from afar completely astonished.

"Yo yo check it out, let's do the blood oath ceremony!"

The blood test for identification is an old tradition and must be done, but after cutting my finger and dripping blood onto the blood, there was still no reaction.

He continued to ponder the knowledge of weapons recognizing their masters from movie scenes, and then did something incomprehensible that made the girl's face turn completely dark. She turned and disappeared off the cliff.

Yes, Xiao Xingchen had a sudden inspiration. He stood on the broken sword, unbuckled his belt, and then pulled out his manhood.

Since it's the sword of the Heavenly Sword Immortal, it should be sentient, right?

Since you won't submit to me, I'll humiliate you until you submit. He thought his idea was brilliant. He'd first urinate on the broken sword, then defecate on it. If it remained unmoved, it only proved one thing: this sword was junk, unrecyclable trash. Even if it was powerful, a spineless sword that allowed itself to be insulted didn't deserve to be his sword.

"Little Sword, I'm asking you one more time, are you coming with me or not?"

Xiao Jianxian had already drawn that thing and aimed it at the broken sword. Sure enough, the broken sword, which had been dormant for many years, was disgusted and its blade hummed softly.

"Hmm? Fine, I won't follow."

With a whoosh, water cascaded down, pouring from the hilt of the sword.

"Awesome, haha,"

He didn't know what the Heavenly Sword Immortal was, but he had urinated on the Heavenly Sword Immortal's sword—if that happened outside, he could probably brag about it for a long time.

With a loud "bang," the broken sword erupted completely, countless sword energies shooting from the ground into the sky, even causing the ever-present red clouds to dissipate considerably.

"Kill!" A deafening killing cry rang out, and the broken sword flew into the sky, transforming into tens of thousands of sword energies. In an instant, the entire sky was filled with raging sword energy, all of which descended, targeting Xiao Xingchen.

Xiao Xingchen, caught in the blast of the broken sword, was furious. Luckily, he reacted quickly, otherwise his manhood would probably have been blown off. Even so, he was blasted through the air several times before crashing headfirst into the ground.

"Miss, miss, come quick! This sword's gone mad!" he yelled recklessly. "I've already drawn the sword, but it's not cooperating. It's not my fault!"

Boundless sword energy permeated the air, and the broken sword was fully revived, ready to kill Xiao Xingchen in one blow. This terrified Xiao Xingchen, and he experienced the power of the Heavenly Sword Immortal for the first time. Even the broken sword he had used was like a god or a demon. If the real person came, wouldn't it destroy the world?

"Miss, help! This sword isn't human!"

"Murder! Murder! Get this damn sword away from me!"

Sword energy rained down like rain, creating a visual spectacle comparable to a Marvel blockbuster. However, as the sword energy approached Xiao Xingchen, it began to dissipate and vanish without a trace.

"Huh, I can't hit it anymore?"

After noticing this, he stopped running. The rain of swords couldn't hurt me in the slightest. How could I miss such a moment of showing off?

"Broken sword, get down here! I'll make sure you're taken by your grandfather!"

"You've rebelled! You dare to draw your sword against me? Do you even know who I am? I am the Iron-Willed Sword Immortal! Why don't you kneel down and pay homage?"

"What's so great about the Heavenly Sword? It was still woken up by my pee, haha, that felt good."

"Damn it, what's the point of this lousy flag?"

Seeing that the Heavenly Sword couldn't harm him in the slightest, he noticed the flag planted nearby. The flag was half-destroyed, and the writing on it had been worn away.

The girl who had been hiding in the shadows hoping that the Heavenly Sword would teach Xiao Xingchen a lesson suddenly changed her expression and vanished from the spot.

"Don't touch that flag," but she was too late.

Xiao Xingchen kicked the flagpole, simply because the flag was in his way.

With another deafening boom, the earth began to tremble, cracks appeared in the ground, and streams of bright red blood seeped out, turning the world crimson in the blink of an eye.

"How could you be so shameless? What did this flag ever do to you?"

The girl appeared before the flag in a fit of rage, her hands forming hand seals and muttering to herself. Xiao Xingchen noticed that behind the girl, a colossal creature appeared, and only with its appearance did the earth begin to calm down.

"Walk,"

After doing all this, the girl kicked Xiao Xingchen back, then leaped into the air, grabbed the broken sword, and retreated.

Just as they retreated, a terrifying pressure descended from the sky. In the distant horizon, it seemed as if a colossal creature had opened its eyes. Xiao Xingchen merely glanced at it curiously, and his whole body began to tremble.

With another loud "thud," he was slammed back onto the cliff.

Before he could even react, the girl delivered another flying kick, sending him flying like a soccer ball – the very path they had come from.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

The shouts echoed in the air, but the girl paid him no heed. The world was engulfed in sand and dust, and the once idyllic forest was now shrouded in darkness. For the first time, the darkness beyond the cliff began to creep over and spread towards them.

"You're so shameless. Why did you have to kick that flag for no reason? Are you trying to die?"

The girl was trembling with anger; she'd never seen a dog this vicious.

"I'm innocent! That tattered flag was blocking my escape route..."

Xiao Xingchen felt a little guilty. Who knew that tattered flag was so powerful? He should have known better than to kick it.