he ears of every cultivator.As the crisp and melodious sound of sword intent echoed, faintly, one could hear the roar of surging rivers.A cultivator, following the sound, looked up and saw an illusory... Zhu's crimson, frenzied eyes, he felt as if he had seen the shadow of death.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!The other party is not joking.This is truly going to end...