"Me?" A smile appeared on the youth's face, and he said, "I'm Zhang Mo. I used to have a nickname, the Small Sword Emperor. However, there's no way I can keep that nickname anymore. This is the Immortal Realm, and if I still dare to call myself the Small Sword Emperor, someone will eventually beat me to death!"
"Heaven's Sword Sect!" Ding Ping said in a low voice.
He finally understood that the five sects were the ones behind the hidden turbulences swirling in the government.
'Are these people pigheads?'
They already knew that the five sects had wanted to refine them into a Realm Pill, yet right now, they were still listening to their encouragement! They were going to betray Ling Han! Were fame and power truly that attractive? Could it really cause one to become so stubborn?
"Heh, what a coincidence," Zhang Mo said indifferently. "We had wanted to trick you into coming back, but who knew that you would come running back yourself?"
