Blood kept overflowing from Xainte’s lips. Her eyes were teary, and tears kept rolling down her face. She choked up, saying, “That’s my mother, Sir. That’s my mother! Someone is controlling her. Please think of a way to save her!”

The Paragon Sect’s Great Elder frowned.

He had his suspicions about Xainte’s identity.

Hearing her confirm his thoughts, he was not surprised.

“There’s nothing I can do, Xainte. Your mother must die. If she doesn’t, our world will never be in peace.”

“Wah…”

Xainte wept loudly.

She was a Quasi-Emperor. For the past tens of thousands of years, she never cried regardless of what she went through. However, at that moment, she could no longer suppress her tears.

She wept sorrowfully.

“Treat your injuries.”

the Paragon Sect’s Great Elder rejoined

tightened upon seeing Thea being besieged and constantly sustaining

up into the distant

his fists upon seeing Thea repeatedly getting

very well Thea would be killed if she were to

clenched tighter, and veins

not hold back anymore. With a thought, a

Crepe

the Ancestral Sword Master’s weapon. It was an Ancestral God Weapon that was superior to an Imperial

Ancestral God Weapon was just a

unable to unleash the full

could exert the Crepe Myrtle Divine Sword’s

moment, he did

hope was for Thea to survive

not have the time to

“Take the sword, Thea!”

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