A sword form beyond description suddenly condensed.
Melody's eyelids twitched uncontrollably. Nash was about to unleash his true power. She did not doubt that this strike would cleave the entire Ink Veil Sect in half.
Gwendolyn gazed at the terrifying sword sword, feeling the palpable sense of threat it carried. She could not help but feel apprehensive.
"Can't you spare me some dignity, Nash?"
An elderly woman with silver hair appeared from the mountain at the back and cut through the air in an instant, arriving before Nash almost instantly. She was wearing a Path taker’s robe as she drifted aloft, her clouded eyes carrying a hint of kindness.
"Huh... It's you?" Nash's expression was filled with surprise as he looked at the old woman.
This old woman had gone to Tili Mountain to search for his master several times, but unfortunately, his master was never there whenever she visited. Nash had asked her who she was, and she only said she was an old acquaintance of Johnathan.
When his master returned to the mountain, Nash mentioned this old woman to him. This only led to guilt brimming in his master's eyes. Then, he would seclude himself and drown his sorrows in alcohol. It was not hard to guess that there was some history between Johnathan and this old woman.
“You've grown so big in the blink of an eye!" The old woman smiled faintly, and the wrinkles on her face seemed to ease a bit. "Let's head down and talk!"
With that, she slowly descended to the ground. Nash kept his sword and did the same.
The old woman glanced at the terrifying mark on the ground and was filled with admiration. "You’re truly worthy of being his chosen disciple. With such talent, you'll surely break free from the shackles of this world in the future!"
"Sect Master!" all the disciples of the Ink Veil Sect lowered their heads and greeted her.
The old woman waved her hand. "No need for formalities."
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