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 Great Elder

Her heart tightened upon

floated up into the distant

getting injured. She

well Thea would be

tighter, and

could not hold back anymore. With a thought,

gripped the Crepe Myrtle

Divine Sword was once the Ancestral Sword Master’s weapon. It was an

strength, an Ancestral God Weapon

was unable to unleash the full power of

could exert the Crepe

that moment, he did not

was for Thea to survive the battle

consequences, he did not have

“Take the sword, Thea!”

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