Roar of the Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 1560

Sol, the Western Border.

Mount Littleroot, the Blithe family’s headquarters.

The Blithe family was known for being a relatively strong family since the days of old and had their accomplishments recorded throughout history.

Their time spent in the sun also eventually came to an end.

For the past hundred years, the Blithe family had not risen to their former glory.

Not long ago, they invited many martial artists in order to make an impactful return back into the ancient martial world. They held aspirations to become the best of the ancient martial world upon their comeback.

However, their plans went awry because of James.

Wiston had personally taken action against him.

He was already old and did not reap any benefits from participating in that battle. His True Energy ebbed away after going all out, and the vitality slowly drained from his body ever since.

His time was almost up.

At that moment, Winston sat in a lotus position on the ground in his closed-door sanctuary in a side nook of Mount Littleroot.

He wore a plain coat. On his bald head were little lesions, giving off a grotesque appearance.

His face was pale, and he did not have a healthy complexion.

Donovan knelt in front of him.

“Donovan.”

Winston looked at Donovan sorrowfully as he uttered softly, “I did my best in the Mount Thunder Conference but did not manage to snatch the Spirit Turtle’s core. After my return, I meditated to stabilize my vitality. However, I’ve been growing weaker with each passing day. My time is almost up.”

Kneeling on the ground, Donovan said promptly, “That can’t be true, Grand Patriarch. I’m sure you’ll live for another hundred years. The Blithes still need your leadership. Our family has yet to become the greatest family in the world.”

Winston shook his head dejectedly. “It’s too late. I don’t have that time. I probably have three to five months or a year and a half at most.”

“Grand Patriarch…”