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.”

Paragon Sect’s

tightened upon

distant sky and watched the

repeatedly getting injured. She was about to lose the

well Thea would be killed

clenched tighter, and veins bulged on his

could not hold back anymore. With a thought, a long purple sword manifested in

the Crepe Myrtle Divine

weapon. It was an Ancestral God Weapon

an Ancestral God Weapon was just a

to unleash the full power of the Ancestral God

knew Thea could exert the Crepe Myrtle

moment, he did not

hope was for Thea to survive the battle and not

the consequences, he did not

“Take the sword, Thea!”

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