There were countless secrets hidden within ‘Heavenly Sword Mountain.’
It was a place that had upheld its traditions for thousands upon thousands of years. Since time immemorial, the ‘Sword Circle’ had guarded the laws of its ancestors, and thanks to those devoted efforts, the mysteries of primordial times had still managed to keep their secretive forms concealed.
In a sense, perhaps it would be fair to call it an ‘obsession.’
Just how alluring was the legend surrounding the ‘Heavenly Sword (天劍)’?
One needed only to count the number of swordsmen who had turned their backs on the secular world and come to Heavenly Sword Mountain over the years to prove it. Countless people were pursuing the heroic tales of the Age of Myth. Among them, there must have been not only ordinary swordsmen, but even peerless rulers of their age.
Over that vast expanse of time, there must have been countless rises and falls. Nevertheless, the ‘Sword Circle’ had never once exposed the mountain’s innermost depths.
By now, it was difficult even to know what they were hiding.
It was, quite literally, ‘pathological security.’
So naturally, there was nothing I could do about it either.
“What in the world is this place?”
A cavern reached after passing through a winding path near the summit of Heavenly Sword Mountain.
A massive space unfolded before my eyes, making the tiny entrance hidden behind trees and brush seem absurdly insignificant. How…