Li Yingxiong's face was also heavy with thought, as though he had many questions, but he did not dare voice them, afraid of disturbing the old ancestor's train of thought. I had no such self-awareness, however, and asked, "Are there still descendants of Sword God Li's branch? Does the Supreme Sect Master know?"
"How could Sword God Li's branch have been so powerful and yet left no descendants? Many relatives and friends were taken away at the time as well. It's just that we have no way of knowing whether they later made it out of the Sea of Clouds. After all, only a few decades passed before the Eldest branch began to rise from the ashes." Li Huaron sighed.
Clearly, they had had no time to worry about anyone else when they had not even finished sweeping the snow from their own doorstep.
In the war of internal strife, it was their own relatives who were killed. But the Li clan was truly too fond of stirring up trouble. Though they were relatives in name, they did not even show one another the slightest bit of familial affection. Thus, after the entire Sky Sword Mountain was left without a leader, another internal conflict was inevitable.
"Several families working together couldn't suppress a single Eldest branch that had already fallen into decline?" I asked in surprise.
"Heh heh, I'm afraid the Sword God thought the same as you. What a pity. No matter how carefully everyone calculated, no one had expected those shameless people from the Fifth branch. When they were dealing with the Eldest branch, they never intended to put in any effort. Once the Eldest branch fell into hardship, they secretly supported it instead, ultimately helping it survive the crisis. In the end, it produced another unbelievably powerful