1200 Divine Sword's Might! 4yr

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His explanation was completely irrefutable. Even Gu Han was guessing that was the case. But how could he admit it?
"This prophecy came from the ancestor of your Mystic skills, the Nine Nether First Young Master!" Chuangshang Beidao used his female voice and mocked disdainfully. "I am full of respect for this old ancestor of yours; from start to end, it has always been the case. In fact, all of us revere at this grand existence. We always only acknowledge the strong, those who are truly powerful! Conversely, all you humans of the continent, the so-called superior human beings, how many of you genuinely admire the Nine Nether First Young Master?"
Gu Han's body jerked and he couldn't help but stumble back, his entire face turning pale.
"You all cultivate the skills he imparted, used his methods to turn stronger. But from beginning to end, you refuse to admit his position as your grandmaster. At the very least, refuse to respect the Nine Nether First Young Master like an ancestor. Why