Promotion

"Old Ancestor..."

Jiang Xiao Die landed at the edge of the grounds. Looking at the sea of blood in the Jiang Family Old Residence, her voice trembled. "Wah... Our home is destroyed. Uncle, Aunt, my brothers and sisters... they all died so horribly..."

"Alas... That's the way of the martial world!"

The Jiang Family Old Ancestor had lost all trace of his usual worldly manner. His face filled with sorrow as he answered.

"Why... do good people in the martial world never live long, while evil people can live for a thousand years?" the girl asked earnestly.

"..." The Jiang Family Old Ancestor fell silent for a moment. "That's only because... we aren't strong enough! If we were among the great martial arts sanctuaries, even Blood Drinking Blade Nangong Wu Wang might not dare act so brazenly!"

But in his heart, he had little confidence.

After all, Nangong Wu Wang was a demonic path genius who had even defeated Chen Qiyou!

What a pity... If there were five First-Rank Grandmasters here, I'd dare risk my life to keep the wounded Blood Drinking Blade here... But...

He was deeply helpless and resentful.

A First-Rank Grandmaster of martial arts could not only found a sect, but also make his name known throughout the world.

Such experts were already the pinnacle of the secular world. Even those few martial arts sanctuaries could not summon them at will.

Without a First-Rank Grandmaster holding the line, no matter how many other martial artists they sent, they would be weaklings to the Blood Drinking Blade. They could only lose their heads, and their blood would become nourishment for the blade's master.

"Old Ancestor!"

Xiao Die clenched her teeth. "I'll stop that man and avenge my family's blood debt! Father always said I never fought for anything.