The Blood Prison Sword Saint let out a heavy sigh.
Kong Yuan was the disciple with the highest talent he had ever had, and also the one he valued the most.
His death at the scheming hands of the Pi Jue Corpse Clan—how could his Master not feel sorrow?
"Even though he has fallen, Senior Kong Yuan is still worried that you might misunderstand him."
Lin Yi said, "He made me promise to tell you that he has never betrayed Blood Prison Mountain and has never let down the sect."
Hearing these words, the Blood Prison Sword Saint fell into total silence.
Although there was no significant emotional fluctuation on his face, Lin Yi could sense that around the Blood Prison Sword Saint, the space was intensely undulating.
Clearly, this Sword Saint Ancestor was also grieving deeply in his heart for losing his most proud disciple.
Even Ji Xuan Half-Saint beside him sighed.
