"Little lad, this old man has arrived late."
As countless mourned the death of Shi Xiaole, a bald old man appeared in the sky, holding a blue crescent blade, his expression one of agony and desolation.
It was the elder from the Meng and Shi clans.
"Little lad, you managed to defeat a Supreme Lord without being one yourself. I, Oblivion Blade Ancestor, have lived for so many years and yet, I refuse to be outdone by you."
Oblivion Blade Ancestor was not an exceptionally famous figure, but a select few knew that his blade skills were almost no less formidable than those of the Blade Slaves Sect leader. His low profile, compounded with his status as one of the Nine Heavenly Aliens, meant he lingered in obscurity.
After the first great battle between heaven and earth had ended, most Supreme Lords hid within the Ten Great Dangerous Places, but a few were not satisfied with this and alone sought a stronger path.
Oblivion Blade Ancestor was one of them.
