"Qiao... Eight Absolutes War Soul... y-you actually... actually mastered... Blood Path secret arts?" Great Expert Zhang was utterly despairing. He even felt that the faith he had held for over a hundred years had completely crumbled in an instant.
The Eight Absolutes Elder was the Void Blade Sect's most illustrious figure after the first Saber Master.
He had always been hailed as a great hero who saved the people, and he was the faith held in the hearts of countless generations of Void Blade Sect disciples!
But today, that faith had come crashing down before Great Expert Zhang.
The great hero they admired, the former Saber Master they revered, that illustrious Half-step Venerable—he had turned out to be a member of the Demonic Path!
The sage they had revered since birth was, in truth, a fiend who employed filthy methods.
Any Void Blade Sect disciple would likely have been unable to accept such a reality.
For Great Expert Zhang, the blow he suffered in that moment was even more terrifying and enraging than the life-or-death danger he faced.
"Ahhh! Liar, you liar!" Great Expert Zhang roared furiously, struggling nonstop. The veins bulged across his body as he tried to break free of his captor's restraints.
Yet lines of blood-red threads lit up across his limbs and torso, giving off a faint crimson glow.
The threads bound him fast. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't move a fraction.
"Hmph. So you're nothing but a fool after all. How many truly noble and upright people are there in the long river of history? Lift their veils, and who knows what sort of faces lie beneath!" Qiao Qinglu said coldly. "As the saying goes, the victor is king. Good and evil have always been judged by victory or defeat. Today, we'll possess