Kapitel 1893: Borrowing a Sword

Ancient Sage Yan Qing had thought that they were goners, but against all odds, the person whom they had a complicated relationship with, Zhang Xuan, suddenly appeared at this moment and charged toward the deity without any hesitation.

Looking at the splendid spearmanship that he might never be able to reach in his lifetime, Ancient Sage Yan Qing sighed deeply in embarrassment. "I guess he's a greater master teacher than I'll ever be. For mankind, personal grudges are nothing to him at all. I wronged him."

For mankind, the other party was willing to bear the criticism of the world and fake his own death so as to sneak into the midst of the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe and quell the threat. This spoke volumes of his character.

How could such a noble person possibly leave them in the lurch when crisis truly hit?