"Swish!"
Suddenly, at the peak of the wordless Sword Mountain, the old man in a snow-white robe stood up. His snow-white robe fluttered in the wind as he said in a deep voice, " back then, even though I studied under a master at the high heavens sword sect, I was still a living being that had not reached the realm of the celestial Dao. Even though my status was extraordinary, I was unable to change the situation. In addition, the will of the snow tribe was not United, so I was independent of the battle!
now, I will not allow the same thing to happen again. This is the will of the snow tribe! His voice was sonorous and powerful, but his calm voice contained a domineering aura. It was unquestionable, and no one could refute it.
