A presence at the Creation Peak, casting a spell with his life, cannot be underestimated!
The middle-aged man's face turned extremely grim.
"I do not understand."
"..."
The old man tore open his chest, trembling, and pulled out his heart.
His heart, at this moment, was already decayed beyond measure, turning to dust.
"The ancestors of this old man were all ordinary members of the Human Clan, deeply sheltered by predecessors, surviving and thriving, until my grandfather's generation, when he had the fortuitous chance to be enlightened by an Elder of the Diancang Sacred Land, and thus practiced martial arts."
"My grandfather, throughout his life, reached Inner Strength, never achieved merit, but he counted as part of the Human Clan's martial artists."
"By my father's generation, he reached the Peak of Qi Refining Realm, entered the Holy Land, took on important duties, wielded authority, truly serving the Human Clan."
