A Forgotten History

Tianmeng seemed to have already guessed Qi Wuhui's answer and was not surprised at all.

Just like back then, the Heaven Mending Sect had mobilized the entire sect to surround her in the uninhabited region for the sake of the righteous path.

Sometimes, human faith was more important than anything else.

Qi Wuhui's eyes were filled with inexplicable sorrow. He seemed to have recalled the scene back then and sighed. "In the battle back then, hundreds of thousands of disciples of my Heaven Mending Sect were almost killed by you.

"The Sect Master died, and of the seven peak masters, only my Martial Uncle Xuantian survived. However, he also left behind hidden wounds and his realm was damaged. From then on, my Heaven Mending Sect fell silent for a hundred years and began to decline.

"Even so, we never regretted doing such a thing. Every time the descendants of my Heaven Mending Sect mention something that our ancestors did, they are incomparably proud.