Archer's scathing words stung Garthor, who then unleashed his aura and glowered at the former.
“Archer, if you dare take him by force, Stormwind Sect will annihilate Luminous Sect. Given how weak you are, it will only take a matter of minutes.”
“Stop your nonsense. Stormwind Sect has gone against the laws of nature by conducting genetic modification, yet you still intend on researching Demonic Cultivation? If word of this gets out, do you really think the other hidden sects will sit idly by?” Archer retorted.
Brows furrowed, Garthor gave Archer a deathly stare. “Are you really not afraid of sparking conflict between our two sects?”
“What's there to be afraid of? Destroying evil has always been our responsibility. Instead of training diligently, Stormwind Sect chooses to go down the path of Demonic Cultivation. Allowing you to take the Demonic Cultivator away would be the greatest disgrace of Luminous Sect!”
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