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 Sect’s Great

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

floated up into the distant

getting injured.

knew very well Thea would be killed if she were to

fists clenched tighter, and

hold back anymore. With a thought, a long

Crepe

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

Ancestral God Weapon was just a

to unleash the full

he knew Thea could exert the Crepe Myrtle

that moment, he did

only hope was for Thea to survive the battle and

did not

“Take the sword, Thea!”

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