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.”

a few words, the Paragon Sect’s Great Elder rejoined

heart tightened upon seeing

floated up into the distant

his fists upon seeing Thea repeatedly getting injured. She was about to

would be

fists clenched tighter, and veins bulged on his

hold back anymore. With a thought, a long purple sword manifested

Crepe

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

Ancestral God

unable to unleash the full power of the Ancestral God

exert the Crepe Myrtle Divine

he did not

to

for the consequences, he did not have

“Take the sword, Thea!”

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