"Nearly a hundred?!"
"That's absolutely impossible!"
Just as he was gripped by immense shock and doubt, Zhao Fuquan lowered his eyes with a cold sneer.
"Sect Master Lu, even now you still can't see the truth clearly. How can someone like you lead a sect to prosperity?"
As his deep voice echoed, the Great Elder also stepped forward.
At the sight of this greatest traitor,
Lu Renkuang rose to his feet in fury, gritting his teeth!
"Song Yutai!"
"You dog!"
Elder Song did not even spare him a glance, merely presenting a book to Xu Baichuan.
"Sect Master."
"These are the final three forms of the Six Forms of the Savage Blade. If comprehended, they can further one's Blade Dao!"
Luo Baichuan smiled as he put away the secret manual.
"Good, good."
Watching them collude like wolves in the same den, Lu Renkuang was so enraged that blood seeped from the corner of his mouth!
"Dogs!"
"I trusted you all so completely for nothing!"
No sooner had the curse left his mouth than Elder Song abruptly turned hostile as well!
"Trust?"
"When have you ever trusted anyone?!"
"For all these years, I've long had enough of your arrogant madness."
"For thousands of years, every major matter in the sect was decided by your word alone. Before this, we painstakingly urged you to pay Mister Yi a visit—when did you ever listen? Were a band of old brothers like us supposed to miss this opportunity too, and keep suffering under you?!"
"I've poured my heart and blood into this sect for thousands of years. What did I get in the end? This secret manual is nothing more than what I deserve!"
As soon as the cursing began, several elders of the Savage Blade Heavenly Sect also spoke up one after another!