Chapter 1031: A Single Sword Held the Northern Pass. Three Thousand Ironclads Turned Cold!

"One Grandmaster, and three Ninth-Turn Tribulation experts?" Elder Ye's mouth twitched. Forget whether the Ye family could even produce three monsters like that. Even if they could, they would never spend them on building the sky curtain. A Grandmaster in a noble house was a pillar holding up the whole clan, the bedrock that let a family endure from generation to generation. Lose even one, and the Ye family might not be able to keep its place among the great houses. That kind of loss would...