Chapter Thirteen: The Sixth Peak

g's grasp. A deafening roar echoed through the air, and immediately afterward, a phantom golden sword shadow, stretching a hundred zhang long, slowly rose from the mountain's core. It hovered majestic...But at least there was one thing the other party shouldn't have lied about, he should have thought that if he wanted to leave this world with all his fellow disciples, he probably really could only re...