"If you kill yourself now, I might allow a flicker of the Qingfeng Sect to survive... At the very least, I'll leave you a few disciples to sweep the graves and offer incense, so your lineage isn't completely wiped out."
True Monarch Jiulian's expression was one of pity—pity for the Qingfeng Sect, and for himself.
"I heard the Qingfeng Sect's legacy comes from the Cultivation Realm across the Outer Sea. It would be a shame for it to end here..."
"True Monarch Jiulian, are you truly set on our annihilation? Have you not considered that a third party might profit from this conflict?"
Master Ge Cang was already enveloped in the Thunderbolt Ocean, his voice rumbling like thunder itself.
"I may not be your equal, but you are sorely mistaken if you think you can take down the Qingfeng Sect without suffering any losses."
"Yes, I must admit, you are the strongest Core Formation True Man I have ever seen... When I was at Core Formation Perfection, I was nowhere near your level."
