"Where is everyone? Why did they disappear in the blink of an eye?"
After Li Chen and the Heavenly Swordman left one after another, the whole world gradually returned to peace.
The spectators ca out one by one, craning their necks to look around.
Just now, during the duel between Li Chen and the Heavenly Swordman, there was a barrier restriction around them. Their speed was extrely fast, making it impossible for the naked eye to catch.
Therefore, most of the people present didn’t know the final outco of the battle. Who won and who lost?
When they saw that most of Heavenly Sword Mountain had beco ruins, they couldn’t help but gasp in shock, secretly marveling at the fierceness of the battle just now.
This was truly a once-in-a-lifeti, thrilling peak duel that could be recorded in the annals of Jiuzhou.
While everyone was sighing in admiration, an old man with a black mole on the corner of his mouth asked a companion next to him, "Hey, what do you think? Between that monster Li Chen and the senior Heavenly Swordman, who has a better chance of winning?"
However, before the voice of this mole-old man fell, Pang Guang glared at him fiercely and asked:
"Mr. Du, what do you an by this? Are you doubting my master’s strength, or do you not want my master to defeat that Li Chen brat?"
The mole-old man, seeing Pang Guang angry, hurriedly stepped forward to apologize.
"Elder Pang, you misunderstood, misunderstood. I ant no harm, it was just a slip of the tongue. I hope you, with your magnanimity, won’t hold it against !"
While speaking, to calm the other’s anger, he shalessly slapped himself twice in the face, making a loud "pop" sound.
Seeing the other party’s sincere attitude, Pang Guang brushed his sleeves and scoffed: "Hmph, be careful with your words in the future. If I misunderstand it’s no big deal, but if my master misunderstands, not only will you be annihilated in body and soul, but even your entire sect might be wiped off the map of Jiuzhou!"
"Yes, yes, Elder Pang is right!"
The mole-old man, seeing he had passed this hurdle, subconsciously wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, nodding hesitantly in agreent.
With the mole-elder’s prior experience, many wise ones chose to remain silent to avoid troubles stemming from careless speech.
So opportunistic people, however, began to flatter and fawn. They embellished the past legendary deeds of the Heavenly Swordman lavishly, trying their best to flatter Pang Guang.
Not only did they praise the Heavenly Swordman to the sky, but they also spared no effort to belittle Li Chen.
They portrayed Li Chen as an overconfident clown. They fabricated all sorts of stories and employed the most malicious words to dean him.
The people of Heavenly Sword Mountain, led by Pang Guang, listened with satisfaction as if their patriarch had already made Li Chen’s soul perish completely. It felt as if Heavenly Sword Mountain had unified Jiuzhou and beco the hegemon of this realm.
"Look, soone seems to be returning!"
At this mont, soone let out a cry of surprise.
Instantly, everyone looked up and peered outside.
Pang Guang stroked his beard proudly and said: "Haha, this must be my master returning triumphantly after slaying that Li Chen brat!"
"Fellow Taoists, please join in welcoming my master!"
After finishing speaking, Pang Guang strode out of the hall.
As soon as he exited the door, without clearly seeing the situation above, he respectfully made a grand salutation.
"Disciple Pang Guang, welcos master back from his triumphant return!"
However, after his words fell, there was no response for a long ti!
This made Pang Guang feel doubtful, and he sensed the atmosphere around seed a bit off, eerily quiet.
"The person in the clouds seems to be Li Chen!"
Soone shouted, breaking the deadly silence.
Instantly, everyone widened their eyes and looked towards the clouds.
They saw a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing a cyan robe, standing on lotus flowers, suspended in the clouds.
A gleam encircling him, making his whole person radiant, like a relegated immortal descending to the mortal world from the Nine Heavens.
If not Li Chen, who else could it be?
Pang Guang looked up and saw that the person above the clouds was not his master but Li Chen.
At that mont, he felt as if struck by thunder, his balance destabilized, nearly collapsing.
"This, this, how is this possible?"
Pang Guang couldn’t believe what he was seeing, shouting towards Li Chen.
"Li Chen, where is my master?"
Li Chen glanced at him dismissively and replied lightly.
"Dead!"
As soon as Li Chen’s words left his mouth, Pang Guang began shaking his head like a rattle, refusing to accept the fact.
"Impossible, this is impossible, my master is unparalleled in Sword Dao, had slain dragons in the Barbaric lands, how could he be dead..."
Before Pang Guang could finish his words, Li Chen suddenly flicked a finger and shot out a sword, directly piercing his throat’s Life Gate.
A "pfft" sound was heard, and blood gushed out, spraying onto the disciples of Heavenly Sword Mountain, causing a commotion.
Elder Pang Guang’s body, amid this chaos, collapsed with a thud.
Then, a translucent silhouette slowly erged from his chest.
This was Pang Guang’s Divine Soul!
Li Chen flicked his finger again, releasing an orange-red fla that landed steadily on Pang Guang’s Divine Soul.
"Ah, no..."
A shrill scream instantly echoed through the entire hall, sending chills down everyone’s spine.
Pang Guang’s figure, amidst the burning flas, struggled painfully until completely reduced to ashes.
Witnessing such a terrifying scene, everyone present was as silent as cicadas in winter.
No one expected that the once arrogant Great Elder of Heavenly Sword Mountain would end up with such a tragic fate of annihilation in both form and spirit.
Li Chen’s eyes flashed with lightning as he gazed at each of the leaders present.
Anyone who t his gaze would bow their heads in submission.
Seeing this, Li Chen nodded in satisfaction.
However, when his gaze fell on Ling Shuanghua, dressed in a red wedding dress and already a tear-streaked ss, his eyes slightly squinted.
Then, he gracefully descended and walked straight towards Ling Shuanghua.
"Shuanghua, you’ve been wronged!"
Ling Shuanghua covered her mouth with her delicate hand, already overwheld with tears, disregarding feminine reserve, plunging directly into Li Chen’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably. It seed she wanted to unload all grievances endured over the past month.
Li Chen said nothing comforting, just gently patted her back, letting her tears soak his garnt.
Seeing this scene, all the leaders present wore complex expressions.
It seems this ti, Cloud Sea Immortal Sect might turn misfortune into fortune and rise to prominence!
Alas, why didn’t our sect have any beautiful daughters?
Otherwise, wouldn’t their sect also be able to seize the opportunity?
When Ling Shuanghua had cried her eyes to resemble water-soaked peaches, Li Chen gently wiped her tears with his hand.
"Have you cried enough?"
At this mont, Ling Shuanghua realized that many people were watching, her lovely face blushing crimson.
So, she quickly lowered her head, intertwining her slender fingers, her mind spinning with little calculations, though her heart felt sweet as if tasting honey.
Li Chen held Ling Shuanghua’s small hand, striding directly towards the highest seat in the hall.
Everyone automatically made way for him, lowering their heads and bowing.
Li Chen walked to the highest throne, sat directly, and with a commanding posture surveyed the people below.
"Henceforth, I am the Lord of Jiuzhou. Does anyone object?"
The whole crowd bowed down, silent as cicadas in winter, none dared to utter a dissenting word.
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This is the third update, no more updates today.
Tomorrow, aiming for a baseline of three updates, striving for four.
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