"It's been so many years ... It's finally here!"
In the palace, a sigh sounded.
A white-haired old man in a blood-red robe was sitting cross-legged on a Lotus seat. His expression was a little happy and a little emotional.
He had been waiting for this day for many years.
"Since he's here, he must have collected all six celestial beads. The saber must be with him as well. He only needs this last one to make a complete celestial artifact!"
He mumbled to himself and flipped his palm. A blood-red bead appeared in his palm.
He stared at the bead in his palm, and his eyes became a little greedy.
A complete celestial artifact!
In this world, which cultivator could resist such a temptation?
Ever since he had become the master of the blood massacre sect and learned the secret of this world, he had been preparing for this day.
