Lixin Sword House.
Before a thatched cottage.
"Grandmaster, Senior Yun Wuxiang has asked for you."
An old man stood before the cottage and spoke respectfully.
Silently, a figure emerged from within the cottage.
Dressed in long robes, with a cold and stern face and a tall, slender frame, he was none other than the Evil Sword Venerable.
"I understand."
Just as the Evil Sword Venerable was about to leave, the old man lowered his head and transmitted his voice, "Grandmaster, Senior Yun Wuxiang is in a thunderous rage right now. You must be careful when you go."
The Evil Sword Venerable smiled, an unfathomable look in his eyes. "Nothing more than the impotent fury of someone beside himself with rage."
As he spoke, he pondered briefly. "How long have you been by my side?"
The old man was taken aback. Though he did not understand why his Grandmaster was asking, he answered honestly, "After Grandmaster personally quelled the sect's internal turmoil back then, this old servant began following at your side."
"The sect's internal turmoil..."
A reminiscent look appeared on the Evil Sword Venerable's face. "Time truly flies."
Back then, Jiang Wuchen had suffered the Karma Tribulation of his heart demon, setting off a disturbance within Lixin Sword House.
The reason was simple. Some elders had insisted with absolute certainty that Jiang Wuchen had already perished. They regarded the Evil Sword Venerable as a mortal enemy and sought to eradicate him.
These elders had all been Elders who had followed Jiang Wuchen in conquering the world from the very beginning. They held lofty positions and great authority.
The storm they raised together threw the entire sect into a state of panic.
The Evil Sword Venerable did not hesitate to act. He suppressed and imprisoned those elders who had taken the