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

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

up into the distant sky

upon seeing Thea repeatedly getting injured. She was about

would be killed

clenched tighter, and veins bulged on

back anymore. With a thought, a long purple sword manifested

Crepe Myrtle

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

God

unable to unleash the full

he knew Thea could exert the Crepe Myrtle Divine Sword’s

moment, he did

to survive

he did not have

“Take the sword, Thea!”

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