"I'll do a few last things for the sect. " The old madman sighed. He was a person who was about to die. His body and soul were separated, and his body was in a daze. His alchemy furnace often exploded. His soul had always been hiding on the Hidden Sword peak, and he had become a respected Grand Elder.
In fact, only the white-robed spirit knew how tiring it was to live in such a manner.
Today, he, who had sworn not to use his sword, was going to use his sword.
Once he drew his sword, the position of Grand Elder would probably be left empty.
If it didn't appear, it would be fine, but once it did, it would definitely die.
"Little fellow, the thing you're holding in your hand is Dongyue, right?" The crazy old man narrowed his eyes.
Dong wudao was holding a small mountain in his hand. It was rumored that it was formed by the refinement of one of the five great Mountains of the Tian Yuan continent, the East Mountain.
