But with this palm, Xu Zining was easily knocked out, leaving him without the ability to resist.

What kind of absolute power is this? The power of the ancestral realm is actually so terrifying!?

Xu Zining's figure condensed again, and he looked at Qin Xuan with some confusion in his eyes.

He seemed to react, with bitterness appearing on his face.

"Master, you will bully me as soon as you come back!"

Qin Xuan retracted his hand and stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at Xu Zining quietly, and his disguise was gone, revealing his white clothes and black hair.

"What? No!?"

Qin Xuan spat out four words lightly, and the bitterness on Xu Zining's face became even stronger.

He suddenly knelt down on his knees, bowed his head and bowed: "Disciple Xu Zining, pay your respects to Master!"

Qin Xuan looked at Xu Zining. He suddenly took a step and appeared in front of Xu Zining.

His palm gently landed on Xu Zining's head. This move made Xu Zining feel dazed.

"You have a long way to go. I hope that one day, even if we are nine days and ten places apart, in endless chaos, I can hear the sound of the sword in your hand!"

"Before, my teacher didn't allow you to die!"

Qin Xuan looked at Xu Zining, who murmured as if he was lost.

"I am a disciple...for two lifetimes!"
Chapter completed!