The elderly man, tall with snowy hair and a youthful complexion, wore a pale gray robe. His expression, which might have seemed kindly at first glance, was now contorted with torrential fury.
The Azure Cloud Sacred Sect had been his home for the better part of his life. Ever since his master had brought him there, he had never seen anyone dare to slaughter the sect’s Semi-Saints, let alone brazenly provoke the entire organization.
While Semi-Saints were not the most powerful beings within the Azure Cloud Sacred Sect, they were still the elite—second only to the "Saints." Although the sect was a powerhouse led by Saints, it had rarely possessed more than two at any given time throughout the long years; often, there was only one. Consequently, Semi-Saints were the pillars of the sect.
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