Sword Venerable

At the familiar form of address, Sword Venerable's eyes grew somewhat nostalgic, recalling those days long gone.

"You are of my generation. You should know the power behind me. Don't make pointless struggles."

The old man looked at Sword Venerable before him and kindly offered this reminder. In truth, he still harbored immense apprehension toward Sword Venerable.

After all, this title had been acknowledged by the Human Race.

As the saying went, beneath a great reputation, there were no hollow men.

"You have developed rapidly these past years, but you still underestimate Nameless Mountain's true strength."

"And what you are doing now, when all is said and done, is betrayal. Eastern Continent is already in such chaos, and Nameless Mountain is under tremendous pressure. Yet now, you have chosen to step forward."

"Do you intend to throw the Human Race into disorder and bring about its destruction?"

Sword Venerable spoke coldly, clearly holding the man before him and the force behind him in utter contempt.

"Nameless Mountain? It is nothing but a pack of rats. Only we can lead the Human Race toward glory, lead the Human Race to become Eastern Continent's foremost race."

"Beyond saving."

Seeing the old man act this way, Sword Venerable said disdainfully.

The old man before him was a Dao Integration True Lord. Their conversation thus far had merely been empty pleasantries. Trying to shake the convictions of a Dao Integration True Lord was harder than climbing to the heavens.

"As the saying goes, those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. Since that is the case, let us see the real skill in our hands."

After the old man spoke, his aura merged with heaven and earth, while Sword Venerable forced Jian Xu back at his side. The two old men simply stared