Zhang Zhou almost couldn’t believe what he was hearing. They wanted to destroy the Heavenly Sword Sect? A select that has stood strong and contains over a thousand years of history? Were they mad?
“Let’s ignore the fact that what you are suggesting is treason for the moment. Neither of you stand a chance against Zhe Dāozhe. Not even all three of us combined could defeat him.”
Zhe Dāozhe was a legend who had been around since the dawn of the new era. During the war that destroyed the Four Great Guardian Sects, he had carved his path through numerous battles and earned a reputation for his swordsmanship. He was a prodigy who had mastered Sword Intent at the age of 17. Now he stood at the top of the food chain, a Peak Perfection Realm cultivator who was said to be the closest person to becoming a god. There was no way they could beat something like that.