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

the distant sky and watched the

fists upon seeing Thea repeatedly getting injured. She was about to lose

knew very well Thea would be killed if she were to

tighter, and veins bulged

anymore. With a thought, a long purple sword manifested

gripped the Crepe Myrtle Divine

It was an

Ancestral God Weapon was just a

to unleash the full power of the Ancestral God

could exert the Crepe Myrtle

moment, he did not

Thea to

he did not have the time

“Take the sword, Thea!”

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