Year Yuanxing 2, April 3.
The capital of the Crimson Desert Nation, Chishen City.
Yuwen Chengxuan sat quietly in the courtyard, watching the leaves fall one by one from the great banyan tree.
After personally killing his own great-grandson, he had remained in this state for several days.
With his cultivation as an Establish Dao Realm Grandmaster, going several days without food or water was no problem.
But in just a few days, Yuwen Chengxuan looked as though he had aged more than a decade.
As the ancestor of the Yuwen Family, he was indeed very old. This year, he was already one hundred and ninety-seven!
The theoretical limit of a Grandmaster's lifespan was two hundred and forty years, but most people could not reach that limit. Add injuries and damage to one's foundation, and a Grandmaster who lived to two hundred was already exceedingly rare.
The first half of Yuwen Chengxuan's life had been spent fighting and killing others, with countless brushes between life and death.
That was how the Yuwen Family had achieved its glory today!
He had suffered severe injuries time and again, yet risen to his feet again and again. His foundation had been damaged repeatedly, so he no longer expected to live to two hundred and forty.
Fortunately, before his end arrived, the family had successors. His great-grandson, Yuwen Qiuchuan, had become a Grandmaster.
Then, by coincidence, the world underwent tremendous change. The Yuwen Family overthrew the Crimson Desert Royal Court and gained the chance to ascend to the highest position!
Yuwen Chengxuan had originally thought that in his lifetime, he would personally witness the Yuwen Family march toward new glory. He had never imagined that, in the end, he would personally kill the future hope of the Yuwen Family.
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