As soon as Wang Wei arrived in [Heaven Slashing Mountain], an assembly of sword wills and intents assaulted his spirit. He remained calm since he was not a swordsman and his spirit could take it, but the sight before him was oddly beautiful.
The mountain was a sword grave or monument. From the bottom to the top, swords of different shapes and sizes were embedded in the ground. The mountain itself was made of a unique material that could nourish these swords to preserve their spirit, sword intent, or sword will.
At the top of the mountain was a small mansion, and Wang Wei sensed ten terrifying sword wills from inside. He sighed but couldn't shake his head.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Yan Hai said as she appeared next to him.
"I'm guessing these swords are from people you've defeated?" Wang Wei asked.
"Of course. The higher the sword location, the more memorable the swordsman was," Yan Hai said with pride. "Only ten of them are allowed inside my cultivation room."
