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.”

leaving a few words, the Paragon

up with difficulty. Her heart tightened upon seeing Thea being besieged

floated up into the distant sky

seeing Thea repeatedly getting injured. She was about to

would be

tighter, and veins bulged

With a thought, a long purple sword

gripped the Crepe

weapon. It was an Ancestral God Weapon

strength, an Ancestral God Weapon

to unleash the full power of the

knew Thea could exert the Crepe

he did

hope was for Thea to survive the battle

consequences, he did not

“Take the sword, Thea!”

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