At the same time, the sword that Withered Bamboo had been accumulating for sixty-eight years was unsheathed.
Even twenty years ago, when the sect was in turmoil and external threats were looming, he hadn't unleashed this sword.
Many people thought he had hidden his sword for twenty years.
Little did they know, this sword had been brewing since sixty-eight years ago.
He was the oldest person in the entire Yuncang Sword Sect.
This year, he was already one hundred and eighteen years old.
If one does not become a Celestial Human, they can live at most to one hundred twenty years.
He was already the oldest person in the entire Yun Cang Mountain.
He had been here for so long, so long that many had gotten used to his presence, forgotten his age.
Forgot that in just two or three years, he would turn into a pile of dust.
So he was called the Old Man Withered Bamboo, even if he was also the First Seat, even if Qi Yuan, the Sect Leader, would treat him with courtesy upon meeting him.
