Chapter 1560


    Sol, the Western Border.


    Mount Littleroot, the Blithe family’s headquarters.


    The Blithe family was known for being a rtively strong family since the days of old and had their


    aplishments recorded throughout history.


    Their time spent in the sun also eventually came to an end.


    For the past hundred years, the Blithe family had not risen to their former glory.


    Not long ago, they invited many martial artists in order to make an impactful return back into the ancient


    martial world.


    They held aspirations to be the best of the ancient martial world upon theireback.


    However, their ns went awry because of James.


    Wiston had personally taken action against him.


    He was already old and did not reap any benefits from participating in that battle. His True Energy ebbed


    away after going all out, and the vitality slowly drained from his body ever since.


    His time was almost up.


    At that moment, Winston sat in a lotus position on the ground in his closed-door sanctuary in a side nook


    of Mount Littleroot.


    He wore a in coat. On his bald head were little lesions, giving off a grotesque appearance.


    His face was pale, and he did not have a healthyplexion.


    Donovan knelt in front of him.


    “Donovan.”


    Winston looked at Donovan sorrowfully as he uttered softly, “I did my best in the Mount Thunder


    Conference but did not manage to snatch the Spirit Turtle’s core.


    After my return, I meditated to stabilize my vitality. However, I’ve been growing weaker with each passing


    day. My time is almost up.”


    Kneeling on the ground, Donovan said promptly, “That can’t be true, Grand Patriarch. I’m sure you’ll live


    for another hundred years.


    The Blithes still need your leadership. Our family has yet to be the greatest family in the world.”


    Winston shook his head dejectedly. “It’s toote. I don’t have that time. I probably have three to five


    months or a year and a half at most.”


    “Grand Patriarch…”


    “You have to remember what I’m about to tell you.” Winston interrupted Donovan’s words with an urgent


    stare.


    “Understood, Grand Patriarch. Please go ahead.”


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    Winston looked at the clear skies and fell into deep thought. After a while, he began to speak.


    “The Blithe family was established during the time of King Quavon. Our ancestor was a talented


    subordinate under His Majesty.


    “Back then, he ruled the world and he yearned to obtain immortality. So, the whole world searched for


    the Elixir of Life.


    “Our ancestor had traveled far out to the South Pacific with the national official, Finnegan Xanthos, and


    encountered a phoenix.


    “Finnegan led a three thousand man battalion to y the phoenix but were unsessful.


    “Only a few of them escaped from the battle alive.


    “Our ancestor was one of these few.


    “There’s a legend passed down in our family that the blood of a phoenix can grant one immortality.


    “King Quavon forged a legendary weapon to y the phoenix and gain immortality.


    “Legend has it that an earthquake shook thends and the seas churned violently when the sword was


    forged.


    “In historical records, the sword is called the Primordial Sword. It is the greatest sword in history.


    “However, the sword was lost to time.


    “No one knows why, but he had never gone out into the seas to kill the phoenix ever again.


    If I’m not mistaken, the Primordial Sword should be in King Quavon’s Mausoleum. Paired with the


    Primordial Sword is also the First Sword Art.


    “King Quavon summoned swordsmen from all over the world and spent decades creating this invincible


    sword technique.


    “It was created specifically to ughter phoenixes. It’s an unbeatable sword technique.”


    Donovan listened attentively.


    He never expected the Blithes to have such a history.