"In fifty years, even five consecutive generations of disciples can win the Donghuang Sword in the realm battle!"

"At the beginning, Shengtian Mansion relied on the victory of the five realm battles to officially take over the banner of the leader of the East Emperor Realm from the East Emperor Sect, and he was personally appointed by the Ancient Kingdom of God."

"With the strength of the five generations of disciples, they can control the entire Donghuang Realm, and it is justifiable."

"Over the past thousand years, although the Donghuang Sword has occasionally been taken away by the Black Ming Sect, Nantian Sect and Yunxiao Sword Sect, it can basically only be kept for ten years. It will definitely return to the hands of Shengtian Mansion next time."

"And our Donghuang Sect, the day we lost the Donghuang Sword, we never regained it."

This is a very embarrassing and frustrating thing.

Not only has it never been recaptured, but every generation of Taiyi disciples has been seriously cared for.

Not only did they fail miserably, they even left a shadow in their lives, and their subsequent cultivation careers were in ruins.

Ye Shaoqing sighed, patted Li Tianming's shoulder gently and said:

"Life is like this. When you are brilliant, thousands of people admire you. When you are disappointed, you are humiliated. We, the descendants, have completely disappointed the ancestors of the Li Holy Clan."

"So you should know that the battle in the realm is not just a battle for the Donghuang Sword, but also a battle for face and dignity!"

"And we, the Donghuang Sect, have been humiliated, lost our dignity, and ridiculed like a lost dog for thousands of years..."

Every ten years, a thousand years, there have been a hundred generations of Taiyi disciples.

With the intention of regaining their dignity, they set foot on the battlefield of the Realm War, but they all suffered humiliation and left with no dignity.

Until now, the battle in the realm has become a nightmare for Taiyi disciples.

Li Tianming finally understood why Zhao Lingzhou was so depressed.

He can better understand that Yuwen Taiji wants Yuwen Shendu to compete for the power of Donghuang Sword.

But now, the face and dignity of the Donghuang Sect and the Li Holy Clan, as well as the expectations of the ancestors of thousands of generations, all fall on him.

Those expectant eyes, those eyes full of fighting spirit, the desire to regain dignity, and the heart to stand up in the battle of realms are all his responsibility!

Huangfu Fengyun and the others spoke lightly, as if they didn't take back the Donghuang Sword, the impact would not be big.

But Li Tianming felt it.

As a descendant of the Li Holy Clan, he couldn't calm down for a long time after hearing that hundreds of generations of disciples of the Donghuang Sect were ridiculed, humiliated, and crawled away from Shengtian Mansion.

"You can die as a human being, but you cannot live without dignity."

He took a deep breath and his eyes became much firmer again.

He looked in the direction of Shengtian Mansion.

This time, not only to defeat Yue Linglong, he also wants to be here to pick up all the dignity that hundreds of generations of Taiyi disciples have lost.

Shengtian Mansion, Black Ming Sect, Nantian Sect, Yunxiao Sword Sect, Donghuang Sect!

The top disciples of the five major sects compete for the Donghuang Sword!

Who can have the last laugh?
Chapter completed!