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

difficulty. Her heart tightened upon seeing Thea being besieged and constantly sustaining

the distant sky and watched

his fists upon seeing Thea repeatedly getting

would be killed if she

fists clenched tighter, and veins

not hold back anymore. With a thought, a long purple

Crepe Myrtle

It was an Ancestral God Weapon that was superior to an Imperial

an Ancestral God Weapon was

to unleash the full power of the Ancestral God

could exert the Crepe

moment, he did

for Thea to survive the battle

he did not have the time

“Take the sword, Thea!”

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255