Chanyeol stared at the figure of the young man who was smiling at him and the others. However, for some reason, it was as if a pair of large eyes were staring sharply into the depths of his soul from behind that young man. His body trembled violently and he was left behind by the four other seniors who had already followed Chen Nian’s steps. Feeling that someone was left behind, one of the Elders stopped walking and looked at Chanyeol with a sense of wonder, confusion, and feeling strange. The reason was, Chanyeol had never acted like someone frightened when having fun like this. "Elder, Yeol! What are you doing? Come on, let’s go in!" shouted Hoda while tugging at Chanyeol’s sleeve to join them. Chen Nian invited them to a vast field that was usually used as a training ground for the disciples. Many disciples who were training there paused for a moment when they saw Chen Nian’s arrival with several other people. They wanted to greet and call Chen Nian with an honorific title. Howev

Hoda groaned in pain, his face flushed, holding back the ache. At the same time, Long Xia Mei landed gracefully right in front of Hoda, while launching a vicious kick with her slender leg. Seeing that action, Hoda’s supporters drew a deep breath, their hearts feeling pity and worry about the bad fate that would befall Hoda. However, Hoda didn’t want to suffer more. In a desperate scream, he shouted, "I admit defeat!" He immediately uttered those words, hoping Long Xia Mei would stop her attack. Unfortunately, Long Xia Mei’s kick had already been launched; very different from a hand strike that was easier to stop, a leg wouldn’t stop before the motion was complete. Bam! Crack! The sound of a vicious impact and bone cracking echoed in the air, assaulting the ears of everyone present there. "Agh!" Hoda was slammed to the ground, his eyes closed holding back the pain. He clutched his broken arm tightly, trying to suppress the turmoil in his heart. "Forgive me for not being able to sto

Meanwhile, the enemies they faced began to feel intimidated. They realized that Lihua was not an enemy easy to defeat. With the ice power she possessed, the girl was able to pose a serious threat to them. A massive explosion shook the battle arena, sending dust and smoke billowing into the air. Lan Ting’s body was thrown several meters away, slammed hard to the ground face-down. An indescribable pain spread throughout her body, making her wince as she tried to get up. Fresh blood flowed heavily from the corner of Lan Ting’s mouth, reflecting the internal injuries she had suffered. But what was even more heartbreaking was that her right hand was now gone, torn off by the massive explosion earlier. In an instant, her entire life felt as if it had been reduced to rubble. The members of the Black Sword Sect who witnessed this stood silent, unable to believe what they had just seen. They had already lost three rounds in a row, and every defeat had always ended in a humiliating scene.

The five people below also leapt high from different directions, spinning in the air, and swiftly unleashed their respective techniques. The surge of energy rolling in like a violent storm didn’t make Chen Nian flinch in the slightest. The energy roared toward Chen Nian, but the moment it converged just a few inches from his body, Chen Nian vanished like the wind. Boom! The tree that had silently witnessed their cruelty suddenly collapsed and fell onto other trees, covering the traces of the fierce battle that had just taken place between them. Losing track of Chen Nian didn’t make them feel relieved. After all, the figure they were targeting was far from ordinary in terms of cultivation. Because of that, they remained on high alert. Once the dust and smoke cleared, Chen Nian reappeared in the midst of them as they were still searching for his whereabouts. With a haughty and mocking tone, Chen Nian said, “You’re still so weak even when you join forces, compared to the old ma

Chen Nian had just returned to the Zetian Sect and immediately sat down in his residence, enjoying the beautiful view of the surrounding nature. Not long after, someone came to see him. “Patriarch, someone from the Long Clan wishes to meet with you!” said the attendant. Chen Nian nodded and said, “Alright, please show them the way.” Long Jiwei had been waiting for Chen Nian’s arrival with great anticipation, and when he saw his figure, he immediately stood up. With steady steps and full respect, he approached Chen Nian. “Greetings, Patriarch!” Long Jiwei greeted, bowing deeply. The elder who had escorted Chen Nian felt surprised, for he had heard that the Long Clan was known for being arrogant. Yet the figure of Long Jiwei before him was so humble. He didn’t know that Chen Nian was also the Patriarch of the Long Clan and therefore deserved such respect. “Sit down, Second Elder!” Chen Nian said in a gentle voice. He then looked at Elder Mong and said, “Thank you for your he