Song Jun swallowed hard, staring at the genuine forest of swords before him. As far as the eye could see, various flying swords stood like trees, stretching endlessly across the land.

Suppressing his inner doubts, he steadied himself with a giant sword and slowly stood up.

"Under Mount Penglai, there's actually a place like this."

Song Jun was at a loss for words to describe his feelings; he had never seen such a sight before.