His entire body rigid, Old Ancestor Cangwu stood rooted to the spot.
His wrinkled old face had flushed crimson.
The veins on his forehead bulged, throbbing violently.
The Sword Heart he had just reforged let out waves of frenzied sword cries inside him.
Uncontrollably, razor-sharp Sword Qi spilled from the blade of the Dark-Gold Long Sword, carving deep gashes into the metal floor around him.
"Animals..."
Old Ancestor Cangwu squeezed the word out through clenched teeth.
His voice had turned hoarse with extreme rage.
"They're nothing but a pack of utterly inhuman animals!"
He violently raised his sword and pointed it at the Purifier.
"The billions of living beings in our Central Province have cultivated bitterly for generations."
"For a few scraps of dwindling resources, fellow disciples slaughter one another, and sects are destroyed."
"And in the end, all of us are nothing but fuel for this damned machine?"
"Nothing but expendable materials those Heavenly Patrol Guards use to filter out impurities?"
Old Ancestor Cangwu trembled from head to toe with rage.
He remembered the gruesome deaths of the Heavenly Sword Sect's successive patriarchs.
He remembered the fellow cultivators in Central Province who had suffered cultivation deviation while trying to break through, dissolving into puddles of black water.
So all of it had been a carefully designed deception by the Heavenly Patrol Guards.
They cracked the bones of Central Province's cultivators and sucked out their marrow, leaving not even dregs behind.
Old Ancestor Xuanming's reaction was the complete opposite of Old Ancestor Cangwu's.
After hearing Zhou Xuan's words, he collapsed straight onto the floor.
Every roll of fat on his body quivered wildly.
Old Ancestor Xuanming was deathly pale, his head drenched in sweat.
He instinctively rubbed his belly, sensing the Longevity Realm Dao Fruit inside him.
An overwhelming wave