Chapter 236
“When did the sect master of the Tianxuan Sect become so pitiful?”
The elder gazed at the middle-aged man before him, his eyes filled not only with contempt but also with regret—a lament for how far the Tianxuan Sect had fallen.
Xia He gritted his teeth, his expression dark and sullen.
If the elder was merely belittling him, Xia He might have been able to endure it. But that look of regret, as if saying, “The Tianxuan Sect has truly declined with each generation. You’re not even worth a fraction of your predecessors. How could someone like you be chosen as sect master?” That expression completely ignited Xia He’s fury.
“You old bastard!”
Cursing inwardly, Xia He leaped forward, gripping the bronze sword tightly as he swung it down at the elder.
Above the elder, a massive manifestation of the bronze sword appeared, radiating an overwhelming presence.
The Tianxuan Sect’s bronze sword wasn’t like a traditional immortal weapon—it was born for the Dao, capable of unleashing a person’s Daoist techniques to their fullest potential. Additionally, the bronze sword possessed unique mystical arts of its own.
“This sword… brings back memories. Though I didn’t expect that he’s already dead—gone even faster than I will,” the elder murmured, glancing up at the enormous bronze sword overhead with a nostalgic expression.