On the gigantic plaza, six stele, each towering hundreds of feet high and several dozen feet wide, incredibly solid and entirely composed of black crystal, stood upright.
They surrounded the Sword Commanding Stage Holy Land in a circle.
A breath-taking aura permeated through these six crystal steles.
This was the Warfare Stele left behind by Mangcang Demon Venerable.
In the center of these six Warfare Steles, which was also the heart of the Sword Commanding Stage, a completely dark long sword floated in mid-air, motionless, yet exuding a heavy and daunting presence.
Swirling sword qi of varying sizes in black surrounded the long sword, their sharp aura like blades by your side.
"Demon" Sword.
At this moment.
There were many people around the Sword Commanding Stage, many of them individuals of extraordinary status who had hurried here upon hearing the news.
They looked in amazement, envy, or jealousy, their emotions mixed and varied, directed toward one of the Warfare Steles.
