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"Since ancient times, treasures have always belonged to the capable; the weak are unworthy of possessing them. You four major sects are nothing in the eyes of Tianlang Palace. Just shut your mouth, old man," Shangguan Yuan sneered.
"You... don't go too far," the elder from Linyuan Pavilion said, clearly infuriated. After all, he was also an elder, and Shangguan Yuan was being exceedingly disrespectful in front of everyone.
"What if I do? Elder Jin, go cut out his tongue as a warning to others," Shangguan Yuan coldly huffed, then turned to an old man beside him.
This old man was Jin Weichu, the Grand Elder of Tianlang Palace. Having reached the peak of the Divine Realm and practiced secret techniques, his powers were mysterious and formidable. Even those at a similar level in the Divine Realm would find it hard to match him.
Upon hearing Shangguan Yuan's command, Jin Weichu nodded. His previously concealed aura suddenly erupted like an explosion, instantly suffocating the atmosphere around them. A fierce wind swept through, rustling the leaves with a sharp sound.
Feeling Jin Weichu's overwhelming presence, many people instinctively stepped back. The elder from Linyuan Pavilion felt an inexplicable pressure; although he knew he was no match for Jin Weichu, he could not retreat in front of so many sects.
Jin Weichu slightly bent his legs and then shot forward like a cannonball. The rocks beneath him shattered upon his departure, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared right in front of the elder from Linyuan Pavilion.
With a single punch, the elder was sent flying back several meters, his feet carving two deep grooves into the ground before he crashed into a large tree, finally stabilizing himself.
"How powerful!"
"This is incredible!"
"Jin Weichu is the Grand Elder of Tianlang Palace; among our Hidden Sect's elders, his strength ranks in the top three."
Witnessing this scene, the onlookers whispered among themselves. The others from Linyuan Pavilion watched their elder get beaten without intervening; instead, their faces were filled with fear at Jin Weichu's terrifying strength.
After severely injuring the elder from Linyuan Pavilion with a punch, Jin Weichu slowly approached him, revealing a dagger in his hand that had appeared out of nowhere. He truly intended to cut off the elder's tongue.
"Elder Jin, one should spare others when possible; there's no need to be so aggressive," a voice suddenly rang out as a figure appeared before Jin Weichu like a swimming dragon.
The newcomer was none other than Li Fushi.
At this moment, Li Fushi stood up for Linyuan Pavilion with his own motives in mind. Shen Xue Men had always been at odds with Tianlang Palace. There’s a saying that an enemy of my enemy is my friend; thus, standing up for Linyuan Pavilion would benefit Li Fushi without any harm—at least it would make Linyuan Pavilion owe Shen Xue Men a favor. As for Tianlang Palace, they were already enemies; adding another grievance wouldn’t matter.
Of course, the most crucial factor was that Li Fushi now had Jiang Chen as his backing.
Seeing Li Fushi blocking his path, Jin Weichu's expression darkened further.
"Li Fushi, I don’t need you to teach me how to do my job. What? Want to play the good guy? You’re not capable enough; a defeated opponent dares to obstruct me?" Jin Weichu sneered.
"When have I ever been your defeated opponent? It seems we haven't even fought yet," Li Fushi replied with a calm smile, appearing unfazed.
"Then let's fight now." Jin Weichu's gaze turned cold as he spoke and immediately launched an attack without hesitation.
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