Chapter 1319 - Chapter 153, the paragon of hatred

The Qingping Sword, which had been suppressing the remnants of the emperor’s flesh and blood for tens of thousands of years, had suddenly flown away without any warning. It had flown away at a critical moment. If Meng qiruo still did not understand the will of the heavenly lord of Numinous Treasure, then his life would have been wasted.