"So, is Lin Wudi finally destined to perish?"
High above in the void, Nan Bufan and the other Foundation Establishment Elders of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion gazed dazedly at the magnificent scene before them. Yet, their hearts felt none of the anticipated delight, only desolation and bewilderment.
With these three sword strikes, Lin Wudi would die.
But after the third strike, the Divine Calculator Great Ancestor would also be unable to survive.
This was a trade: the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion's future in exchange for Lin Wudi's present—a mutual annihilation.
And the cause, unbelievably, was a mere scoundrel from the sect—a Ninth-Level Qi Cultivator—who had wanted to turn Lin Wudi's wife into a cultivation cauldron!
A ten-thousand-year-old sect, ruined by a single person's greed.
