An endless sea of ​​clouds surged beneath my feet, and towering peaks, thousands of feet high, pierced through the clouds, suspended between heaven and earth.

Sword sects of varying sizes are situated on the mountain peaks, waterfalls cascade down from the edge of the floating islands, and countless longswords are stuck in the cliffs, stone walls, and sect squares.

The first rays of morning sunlight pierced through the sea of ​​clouds, illuminating tens of thousands of longswords.

In an instant, all the sword blades resonated and vibrated simultaneously!

The dense cries of swords converged, as if the entire world was awakening at this moment!

Jiang Bo looked at the screen, and unconsciously sat up straight, his eyes becoming extremely serious.

They really put effort into the opening scene!

However, the image did not linger on this magnificent view for long.

The clouds suddenly churned violently, and the once bright sky quickly darkened.

A pitch-black crack slowly opened in the sky, with purple lightning continuously exploding along its edges.

Nothing could be seen deep within the crack, except for a giant hand pierced by countless broken swords, slowly reaching towards the human world from the other end.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The tolling of the mountain gate bell suddenly became rapid.

Countless sword cultivators rose from the various mountain peaks on their swords, transforming into a dense stream of light, and charged headlong into the giant hand without hesitation.

Just as the two sides were about to collide, the scene was once again severed by a flash of sword light.

The scene also changes accordingly.

This time, what appeared was an ancient ruin that had been abandoned for many years.

The dilapidated ascension platform had sunk into the ground, with countless broken swords stuck in the surrounding rocks. In the center of the ascension platform stood a broken stone tablet, its surface stained with dark red blood.

The camera slowly zoomed in, revealing only four still legible characters on the monument.

Do not ascend to immortality.

A figure wearing a white, faceless mask silently walked past behind the stone tablet, its silhouette quickly disappearing into the mist deep within the ruins.

As he departed, a gust of wind swept through the ruins.

The broken sword stuck in the ground simultaneously emitted a slight tremor.

The scene changes again.

Scenes flashed across the screen one after another: a sword mound shrouded in cold air, a sword-forging furnace suspended above magma, an ancient city surrounded by thousands of swords, and a giant sword skeleton sleeping beneath the deep sea.

These scenes lack textual descriptions and specific gameplay instructions.

They serve only as dynamic backgrounds that constantly change, showcasing the entire Sword Qi Continent to players in advance.

After several rounds of visuals, a sword blank without any decoration slowly rose from the sea of ​​clouds.

The sword was dull and the blade was not sharpened, making it look like an ordinary piece of iron that had just been forged.

However, when the sword blank rose to the center of the screen, all the scenes that had just appeared were reflected on its blade.

Mountain Sword Sect, Ancient Sword Tomb, Ruins of White Mud Sect, Sky Rift...

And there's that giant hand reaching out from the crack.

An aged voice then rang out.

"Some people nurture a sword for a hundred years, just for the day it is drawn."

"Someone wields ten thousand swords, traversing heaven and earth."

"Some people dedicate their entire lives to mastering only one technique, and once they unleash their sword, they are invincible."

"Having traversed this great path to its end, the gates of heaven must open for me!"

"The Way of the Sword is myriad."

"Which sword technique do you want to repair this time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, that hand slowly drew the sword.

Clang!

The moment the longsword was drawn, the entire sea of ​​clouds was parted.

Four large characters, bearing sharp sword marks, landed with a thud in the center of the screen.

I have a sword.

Below the game title is a line of slightly smaller text.

Of all the laws of the world, I possess a sword.

A few seconds later, a faint login message gradually appeared at the bottom of the screen.

[In this world, all laws are silent, only the sword's aura endures. Press any key to draw your sword and enter the fray.]

Accompanied by the desolate and grand background symphony emanating from the speakers!

Jiang Bo felt his breath catch for a moment.

The oppressive aura! The imposing presence!

He turned his head and looked at Zhou Guangqi, who was standing to the side, looking uneasy and so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.

"Ah Guang..."

"You... call this... a rough version?!"

Zhou Guangqi nodded solemnly.

"Yes, boss!"

"President Jiang, you know me, I've always been a perfectionist!"

"And don't be fooled by this performance! Xiaobai said, this is what we call 'dragon head and phoenix tail'!"

"When you start a game, you have to make a grand entrance; that shows sincerity!"

"Furthermore, after watching the animated series produced by the outsourced company, Qianqian and the others were incredibly excited, insisting that the animated series couldn't be outdone by our main game!"

"Take another look later. You'll see once you log into the game. Our version is really quite rough around the edges; you could say it's leaky everywhere!"

After hearing this, Jiang Bo's curiosity was piqued even more.

What a sincere gesture!

What a perfect combination of a dragon's head and a phoenix's tail! What a perfectionist!

From this very beginning, he felt that this game couldn't be too bad!

"Then I'll have to see for myself."

Jiang Bo smiled slightly and pressed the space bar on the keyboard.

In the center of the screen, the sword embryo floating in the sea of ​​clouds suddenly emitted a soft hum.

"Click..."

The sword tip thrust forward.

The four large characters "I have a sword" then transformed into countless sword energies, spreading outwards.

Jiang Bo's perspective followed the sword embryo through the sea of ​​clouds, finally stopping in front of a huge platform suspended between heaven and earth.

A blurry figure slowly emerged in the mirror.

Please forge your swordsman's body.

The next second, the complete character creation interface appeared in front of Jiang Bo.

In the center of the platform stood a bald, gray initial human model without any hair or facial features.

Gender, height, body type, face shape, eyebrows and eyes, hairstyle, skin color...

All the basic items are available.

There are still many detailed adjustments on the right side.

From the curve of the corners of the eyes to the height of the bridge of the nose, from the width of the jaw to the color of the pupils, almost every position can be changed individually.

"They've even included a character customization system?"

Jiang Bo casually dragged it a few times.

The young swordsman on the screen immediately widened his cheeks to the sides, his eyes gradually shrank, while his nose became higher and higher.

Finally, it was sculpted into a face that was both dignified and comical.

Zhou Guangqi stood to the side, his eyes twitching as he watched.

"Mr. Jiang, your face..."

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Bo observed carefully.

"Very distinctive."

"Indeed, it's quite creative and fits the diversity of species in the cultivation world."

Jiang Bo didn't waste much time on the character customization process; he just did a quick tweak.

After the character's appearance was confirmed, the water mirror slowly dissipated.

An input box composed of sword energy appeared in the center of the screen.

Please leave your name.

This name will be remembered by all living beings of the Sword Qi Continent.

Jiang Bo placed his fingers on the keyboard and skillfully typed four words.

【Jiang Dashanren】

[Name available.]

[Is it confirmed that he entered the Sword Qi Continent under the name "Jiang the Great Philanthropist"?]

Jiang Bo clicked without hesitation.

The water mirror shattered completely.

Countless fragments spun in mid-air, each fragment reflecting the figure of a different sword cultivator.

Someone stood in the center of the battlefield, wielding a giant sword.

Someone carried a sword box on their back, with ten thousand swords ringing out behind them.

Someone sits alone on the mountaintop, nurturing their sword.

Some people stood on the broken ascension platform, looking up at the crack in the sky.

An aged voice slowly rang out.

"A person has a name."

"A sword has its own destiny."

"The sword spirit awakens, and the opportunities of heaven and earth will accompany the sword cultivator throughout his life."

"Some people are born with a sword-wielding physique, and one day of theirs is equivalent to a year for others."

"Some people possess magical treasures that are inaccessible to ordinary people."

"Some people are guided by remnant souls and embark on a sword path that no one before them has ever completed."

The screen lit up again.

The character created by Jiang Bo is currently standing in the center of a black stone platform floating above a sea of ​​clouds.

The character's face shape, hairstyle, and body shape are completely consistent with the image just created.

Her long hair was blown by the mountain wind, and the edges of her robes fluttered slightly.

Around the black stone platform, five orbs of light of different colors floated.

A system prompt then appeared.

The tide of sword energy has arrived.

The symbiotic opportunity is about to awaken.

Each sword cultivator can choose one innate destiny.

[Your innate opportunities will influence your cultivation path and parts of the storyline.]

Please choose your first opportunity.

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