Chapter 787

Daxia, Western Territory. Xiling Mountain. This is the base camp of the Xiaoyao Family. The Xiaoyao Family has been a formidable clan throughout history, once boasting a glorious past, though it has also known decline. For the last century, the Xiaoyao Family has struggled to rise again. Not long ago, they invited many martial artists, hoping to make a high-profile emergence and stake their claim on the Ancient Martial Arts World, but their plans were thwarted by Jiang Chen. During the recent Tianshan Conference, Xiaoyao Wentian personally stepped into the fray, yet he gained nothing. Moreover, he exerted himself greatly. Given his advanced age, the strain of the battle caused his true qi to dissipate, and the vitality within him began to ebb away. He did not have much time left. At this moment, on the back side of the Xiling Mountain summit, in the place where Xiaoyao Wentian practiced in seclusion, he sat cross-legged on the ground. He was dressed in a simple tunic; his head was shaved, and the scarred, uneven surface of his skull looked somewhat terrifying. His face was pale, devoid of any color.