The wind would fuel the fire.
A vigorous sword intent surged from the Sword Pavilion Elder's body.
Wind howled in the sword intent.
"After sealing the sword intent for 60 years, I can't even move my old bones with it now." The Sword Pavilion Elder raised his hand. In his palm, a green sword was beaming with cold light.
"Gao Changgong, that's why I said you're ruthless." Seeing the Sword Pavilion Elder fly up, the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect's Sect Master, Zhang Cheng, said with a smile.
"If you don't seal your cultivation and enter the Sword Pavilion, the position of sect master of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect will be at your fingertips. You might even be able to break through to the Heaven Realm."
"Break through to the Heaven Realm?" The Sword Pavilion Elder stood side by side with Patriarch Tao Ran. The wind on his body intertwined with the flames on Elder Tao Ran's body, turning into a fire dragon that roared.
