When the strongest disciple competition was about to start, Jhi Chen saw the Xia Clan younger generation. He scanned that elite cultivator row with an analytical gaze, looking for familiar faces in his memory. He saw Xia She who walked behind the person who would follow the competition. Xia She tried to hide his existence behind the backs of his seniors, however his fear aura was too conspicuous to Jhi Chen's senses. Xia She once had a conflict with Jhi Chen in the Liuhang Palace, a memory making him continue to feel threatened. Shadows of crushing defeat and Jhi Chen's absolute dominance still haunted his every night. When he was stared at by Jhi Chen, he was very terrified. His body reacted instinctively, as if he was prey just locked by a peak predator. His face turned pale and cold sweat dripped on his temples. His heart raced irregularly, pumping adrenaline mixed with pure terror. Although he spent time in seclusion so he could increase his rank on the strongest Xia Cla

Xia Fhei snorted coldly. The sound of that snort contained the disappointment of a patriarch seeing his descendant retreat before fighting. His eyes narrowed, disliking the fact that one of his clan's superior seeds withdrew even before the clash started. "No need to comment on my Xia Clan disciple!" Jhi Tian snorted coldly seeing many people joining to gang up on him. He saw that crowd not as a threat, but as a ridiculous annoyance. Thousands of pairs of eyes now stared at him with bloodlust, forming a tight encirclement formation from all corners of the arena sky. Every weapon was drawn, every hand seal prepared to kill. "Turns out what is called first-grade force is just so-so. You even join hands with many forces. Actually I am lazy to fight with you all, but that is okay, I will play a little with you all!" The provocation was delivered in a bored tone, as if he was talking to naughty children. "Bastard! Just because you come from the Salke Sect which possesses many Div

Jhi Tian smiled cheerfully, but the smile did not reach his eyes which remained cold. His eyes were as cold as eternal ice, looking at the life in his hand without a shred of empathy. "The great Patriarch Xia is indeed very wise and very obedient to rules. If it is like that, I will make it easy for you to punish this person." He offered himself as executor in a terrifyingly relaxed tone. "So you do not need to dirty your hands, let me be the one to cut off his head!" Those words were death bells. Before the Grand Elder could say more or beg for last forgiveness. The grip on his neck hardened instantly, flowing destructive Divine Energy into his nervous system. CRACK!! The sound of spine crushing was heard heartbreakingly. PLOF!! The sound of flesh explosion followed later. The sound of bone fracture followed by a short Divine Energy explosion made everyone transfixed. Fresh blood spurted like red mist, coloring the air around Jhi Tian. The elder's head disappeared from

After saying that, Xia Fhei snorted in his heart. His outer face remained calm, a leader's perfect mask, yet his inner self was turbulent. A flash of hatred crossed his eyes quickly. It was a promise of vengeance hidden behind a diplomatic smile. "Do not be happy just yet. I will take back that prize and make you regret daring to embarrass the Xia Clan in front of many people, thus making this event not a Xia Clan event, but this is the same as a Salke Sect event borrowing a place at the Xia Clan. You will pay for all this with your blood!" The killing ambition crystallized in his mind, arranging a scenario where clan dignity would be restored through his enemy's suffering. Xia Fhei did not immediately leave his place. He remained standing on the highest stage, letting his aura suppress back the remnants of spectator admiration for the Salke Sect. He stared at everyone, rearranging the event rhythm to return under his control. His voice returned to dominate, drowning whispers

Jhi Chen did not have the slightest ripple of emotion. ​He stood still in the middle of the storm of cheers, as if isolated from the outside world. ​He only smiled casually, letting the wind play with the strands of his hair. "Are you sure you want me to use my full power?" ​"Heh, I didn't expect that in this era there would be a junior like you who instead asks back. Spit out your full power! So that I as an old man can advise how to use that power!" ​"Since you requested it, so don't blame me. But even so, there are a few things you need to remember. First, power is not measured by age. Second, you are not worthy of teaching me because at your old age, you only have a realm like that. Third, you do not yet have the qualifications to see my full power. Old man, now listen carefully. I as the younger generation will give you some advice so you can know what is called power!" ​Those sentences were sharp, crumbling Zhan Zhaojun's authority of seniority in front of the public. ​Jhi