บท 123: (S)122. Nana's Fate.

His family had guard it with their lives, hoping one day he'll return. He vanished millennials ago and no one knew where he was.

The crystal reflected his face, and he caught sight of his hideous scar that ran down from his forehead slashing his left eye to his chin.

The evidence of his battle with that son of a usurper. He felt humiliated and disgraced for having to hide in nooks and crannies, away from those bastards like stray dogs, while someone else is sats comfortably on his rightful seat.

It was this humiliation that pushed him to become the second greatest cultivator alive. Unfortunately. When that person is no longer breathing, he'll be the only one.

He was now that he lucky he did, his lips curled up into a cold smile.

He'll have his revenge soon.

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