Chapter 122
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Rende was a tactful person. He knew that the current Yunxia School could not be compared to the Black Ice Sect. The gap between the two was as big as a mouse and an elephant.
Yunxia School was a mouse, while the Black Ice Sect was an elephant.
Rende was not belittling himself. This was the truth.
With his cultivation, he might have been a Discussion Elder in Yunxia School, but in the Black Ice Sect, he could only be an Outer Sect Elder.
This was not an exaggeration.
Even though Ren De was a Level 7 cultivator and had joined forces to besiege Old Ancestor River, Old Ancestor River still managed to escape in the end. Now that he heard that Old Ancestor River was killed by this Qin Wanli in a single move, Ren De was extremely shocked.
He could not imagine how terrifying the three golden lights of nature were.
Perhaps he was worried that Rende would not believe him, so Daoist Master Cang Song took out a bottle and said, "I heard that during the catastrophe, he was one of the demons and ghosts that robbed your Yunxia School. Old Ancestor He's dying spirit is inside. Today, I give it to your Yunxia School. After all, I was once a member of your Yunxia School."
Rende took the bottle and was about to check it when suddenly, a loud laugh came from outside.
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