Chapter Thirty-Five: Dying to Offer Incense, to Live for the

riders could charge out, he had already reached them.Broadsword across the eyes, a sword cuts horizontally!The sword of a fallen scholar!The imagined crashing sound did not occur. It was like a knife...you know what happened” Zhuang Gaoxian asked from the dragon throne.As the sovereign, he had a general idea of all the young cultivators summoned for this audience. However, he wouldn't let anyone see...