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

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

up into the distant sky and

repeatedly getting injured. She was

Thea would be killed if she

clenched tighter, and veins bulged

anymore. With a thought, a long

the Crepe Myrtle

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

strength, an Ancestral God Weapon was just

unable to unleash the full power of the

exert the Crepe

he

to survive the battle and

did not have

“Take the sword, Thea!”

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