"So unlucky! This brat was too unlucky, dying in just a few breaths."

　　"Brother Hong, are you really alright?" "He is my uncle's son after all. If my uncle finds out …"

　　"He is just an illegitimate child. What is there to be afraid of? Besides, who knows that it was us who did it? Go! Go! "Hurry up and leave this d.a.m.ned place!"

　　"..."

　　Suddenly, Tang Huan seemed to hear a wave of cursing voices, and following that, what entered his ears was the sound of chaotic footsteps that were gradually disappearing in the distance.

　　"Uncle?" An illegitimate child? "

　　These words flashed across his mind blurrily. Tang Huan suddenly quivered and suddenly woke up, flipping over to sit up, "I'm actually still alive?"

　　Tang Huan subconsciously looked at it in the blink of an eye and was stunned.

　　This place was not his quaint bedroom, but a simple and crude shed. The bed he had been lying on was not the familiar wooden bed, but the dirty floor.

　　Surrounding him was a dark wall made of wooden planks, hung with sabers, spears, swords, sticks, and other weapons of all kinds. On one side of the shed, there was something similar to a stove, bellows, and a metal block, and beside the block, several large and small iron hammers were placed haphazardly.

　　Tang Huan could immediately tell that this was a blacksmith shop.

　　"I did pa.s.s out while forging a sword in the workshop. If I was saved by someone, I would wake up in a hospital instead of my home. How could I appear in such a smithy?"

　　Tang Huan couldn't help but think back to that scene, but his Head was in so much pain that it seemed like it was going to explode. In that instant, countless information quickly surfaced in his mind.

　　"En!"

　　With a groan, Tang Huan could not help but hold his Head tightly, his face slowly turning pale white.

　　After an unknown period of time, Tang Huan's expression finally improved, but as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes opened wide, his mouth slightly open, and his face was filled with disbelief.

　　"Glory Continent?"

　　After a long while, Tang Huan finally regained his senses and mumbled in disbelief.

　　He was originally a Sword Craftsman, and was already renowned throughout the world before he was even thirty years old. He was able to craft every sword by hand, and the price of each sword was over a million.

　　However, Tang Huan was not satisfied. He wanted to refine a peerless famous sword like the Ancient Fish Intestine and Great Ravine.

　　As a result, he started to continuously look through various ancient books and research ancient methods, such as the Sword Refine Art. His hard work paid off, and in the end, he really did find a Sword Refine Furnace and a strange method of forging swords.

　　Tang Huan immediately tried as though he had obtained a treasure.

　　At the beginning, everything went smoothly, but as the treasured sword was about to be drawn, an accident happened.

　　According to the method of forging the sword, one would have to obtain the blood of the Sword Craftsman as a guide, in order for the sword to have its true spirit, and not just an ice-cold weapon.

　　Tang Huan would naturally not be stingy with his blood.

　　However, what he did not expect was that when he dripped his own blood into the furnace, the Sword Refine Furnace was actually like a hungry wolf, desperately trying to obtain his blood.

　　Not long after, Tang Huan completely fainted.

　　When he woke up, he had actually come to this place called Glory Continent. Moreover, there was another person's memories in his Head.

　　The person in his memories was also called Tang Huan, and at the age of sixteen, he was a illegitimate child of the Head of Tang Family in Furious Waves City.