Chapter 1725 Elder Sharp (1/2)

”So you are an elder,” said the middle-aged man with a nod.

He looked at the elder and continued, ”Then tell me something about the current situation of the Flame Holy Land.”

After all, he used to be a member of the Flame Holy Land.

It was just normal that he would care for it.

”Sir, the Flame Holy Land is currently in a bad situation,” answered Elder Brendan.

”It was almost destroyed more than a thousand years ago and it is now in the middle of rebuilding itself and rising again.”

Elder Brendan's eyes turned red as he was giving an account of the dilemma of the Flame Holy Land. His voice sounded really sad. ”Really? The Flame Holy Land was almost destroyed? How did it happen? Tell me in details.”

The middle-aged man's face darkened upon hearing Elder Brendan's words.

He had the urge to know the whole story behind it.

Elder Brendan told him everything in details. He mentioned all the changes that had happened to the Flame Holy Land over the past thousand years and the current situation of the sect.

”I never expected such dramatic changes happened to the Flame Holy Land. Its members must really have suffered a lot.”

The middle-aged man was utterly astonished.

”The Flame Holy Land is a great sect. It is renowned in the East Mainland. It's unimaginable that it was just destroyed like that. I can't believe it ended up this way.”

Then the middle-aged man fell into silence. He contemplated on what Elder Brendan had told him. It was so difficult to believe that the Flame Holy Land had been suffering for the past one thousand years.

After a while, he eventually let out a melancholic sigh.

Then he continued, ”The three of you have done a good job. If you hadn't worked hard for so many years, the Flame Holy Land might already have vanished from the world and no one would be able to remember its name. You've made a great contribution to the Flame Holy Land. You're our heroes.”

The middle-aged man gave the three elders an encouraging look.

The three elders suddenly felt a lump in their throats. They almost burst into tears.

What the middle-aged man said was true. The three elders had indeed been trying their best to rebuild the Flame Holy Land during all these years. They had protected the sect with all their might and avoided it from collapsing.

Now, the three elders' meritorious deeds were appreciated and acknowledged by the middle-aged man.

Actually, this man was a senior elder of the Flame Holy Land hundreds of thousands of years ago. So, the three elders couldn't help but feel relieved in their hearts after hearing his encouraging words.

”By the way, sir, this is Austin. He is now the Holy Heritor of the Flame Holy Land. It was him who held the biggest role in your resurrection.”

Elder Brendan pointed at Austin as he introduced him to the middle-aged man.

Then Elder Brendan narrated what happened in the Northern Mine District during this period of time. He told everything in details.

He also told the middle-aged man why they were hiding in the Slave Tower, how they were besieged by the top warriors of various sects, and how dangerous the situation they were facing right now was.