Deep Feelings

In the Ancient Era, the Demon clan vanished without a trace. In more recent times, the Dragon Clan disappeared. The age when the divine way flourished had faded away like smoke, and the pinnacle of the flying swords era eventually fell into decline…
What has happened to this world?
Who will listen to the historical truth buried in the long river of time?
Bodies were strewn over a thousand miles of mountains and river; the harrowing hunger of tigers depicted across a hundred years of heaven and earth.
The impartiality of the cosmos is as heartless as ever,
Yet I possess a burning red heart—one that patrols the heavens!
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Welcome to the Immortal Sword World, where emotions run deep.
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Red Heart Patrols the Sky

Jiang Wang turned around and saw a short-bearded elder glaring at him angrily.


He met the elder's gaze calmly but did not speak.


It was still the same phrase, this was the Zhong Xuan Family, and he did not want to offend people on behalf of Zhongxuan Sheng.


Hearing the sound, Zhongxuan Laifu turned back and jogged over to the elder, nodding and bowing, "Elder, this is Mr. Jiang Wang. He is here to perform ancestral rituals on behalf of Sheng."


This short-bearded elder from the Zhong Xuan Family, upon hearing Zhongxuan Laifu's explanation, ignored him and continued to stare at Jiang Wang, "Who are you? By what right do you perform ancestral rituals for Sheng? Is our Zhong Xuan Family's ancestral hall a place where any riffraff can come perform rituals?"


No matter how much Zhongxuan Laifu's status had improved, he was ultimately just a house slave for the Zhong Xuan Family, never able to surpass the main family. Not to mention comparing with an elder.


Chapter 247: Cutting Destiny and Enemies is Not as Hard as Cutting Falsehood_2