“Our sect ordered the world back then. We had numerous experts and resources, few can compare to us. Clouds and winds dispersed when the six halls appeared together.” Daoist Peng’s eyes lit up as he told Li Qiye the history of the sect. He wanted nothing more than to be living in the old era.

Nonetheless, pessimism took over because this was no longer the case. Their past glory and strength had nothing to do with the present.

“Unfortunately, we have lost our supreme artifacts and immortal items.” He said wistfully before tapping the sword hanging by his waist again: “But, at least we still have this heirloom.”

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