Chapter 1435: Eight-Candle Divine Pool

In that moment, the vast plain fell into a hush for Volt Williams, as if the world itself had gone silent. He was not Qiu Hong, yet that sword-like gaze from the white-browed elder still struck something deep inside him, some nameless place he had never known existed. In this world, the white-browed elder and that martial uncle's cultivation had been nothing worth mentioning, even pitiable. But what they had done was greater than anything. Even facing death, they had refused to become a burden. A...