"Hmph." Seeing Chen Yang's lack of reaction, Chen Xiao waved to the crowd. "He is, after all, a mber of my Chen Family. For my sake, don't speak so harshly."
His pretense of persuasion was completely undisguised.
"Hmph! He's nothing but a stray dog, yet he dares to insult our royal families without restraint. If it weren't for Mr. Chen's sake, I, Li Chenyang, would be the first to teach you so manners."
Li Chenyang stared arrogantly at Chen Yang, rebuking him with an air of self-righteousness.
Chen Xiao turned his gaze back to Chen Yang. "Since you also bear the Chen surna, your unrestrained and willful conduct today has brought nothing but sha to the Chen Family."
"But as things stand, I won't say more. Just listen to . Kneel on the ground and beg Tang Tai and Young Master Tang Yunxing for forgiveness. Otherwise..."
A sumr breeze washed over them, carrying a wave of heat that stirred the red tassel on Chen Yang's long spear.
"There are countless people with the surna Chen in this world. Are you suggesting they're all related to your Chen Family?"
Chen Yang grinned, causing the expressions of the onlookers to shift slightly. Just as they were about to speak again, Chen Yang raised his right hand and removed the war helt from his head. It was a helm scarred by ti and baptized in the fires of war.
"Still posturing at a ti like this? How ridiculous," Li Chenyang sneered as Chen Yang turned around.
His features weren't particularly outstanding, but the aura he exuded was majestic and imposing. It was like a legendary Sky Halberd, a sight so startling it was unforgettable.
"Don't waste ti. Do as you're told, or I'll have to take matters into my own hands and cleanse the family."
Chen Xiao toyed with the Three-Foot Green Peak Sword in his hand, but his words caught in his throat. He suddenly looked up at the sky.
In fact, it wasn't just him.
At that mont, everyone looked up, the hair on their bodies inexplicably standing on end, their faces etched with terror.
"This... this person is..."
"Chen Jinnan! I heard he's the true, rightful heir! He's been imprisoned all these years, how did he get out today?"
"My gods, it's really him! A grandmaster of swordsmanship!"
His aura preceded him, followed by the man himself, who appeared with his hands clasped behind his back, an iron sword in his grasp.
How... how is this possible?! Chen Xiao's expression changed drastically. He could no longer maintain his earlier leisurely deanor as his pupils constricted into pinpricks.
"You are from a branch family, the descendant of a traitor who initiated an internal war. What right do you have to cleanse the family? Who taught you to be so disrespectful to your elders?"
BOOM!
The sound was as deep as a clap of thunder, piercing everyone's eardrums.
Instantly, the air temperature plumted. An icy chill filled every inch of space, causing the already shocked crowd to grow even more agitated.
It really was Chen Jinnan.
Wasn't his power crippled? Wasn't he imprisoned?
"Clan Leader!" Chen Bonan, hidden in the crowd, cried out, his face streaked with tears of overwhelming emotion.
"This... this is Sword Qi..."
As a fifteenth-level practitioner, Li Chenyang felt a bone-deep chill. He wanted to resist, but his entire body was suppressed. His face turned deathly pale as large beads of cold sweat rolled down his brow.
"Swords, co!"
As Chen Jinnan raised his weapon, the swords of half the swordsn present began to vibrate ceaselessly. Then, they flew from their scabbards, streaking toward the sky.
In the blink of an eye, a storm of longswords danced across the sky. Sword Qi swept in all directions, and the sword intent was as sharp as frost. The spectacle was like the arrival of a sovereign.
The crowd looked up in awe at the longswords that weaved through the air, arranging themselves as if in a battle formation.
"What level of power does this tragic figure possess?"
"A grandmaster of swordsmanship!"
From a distance, Chen Bonan and his followers dropped to their knees. Their eyes were fixed on the sword formation in the sky above, red-rimd as they scread with all their might.
"Clan Leader!"
"We welco the Clan Leader! The king has returned!"
Their voices thundered, shaking the desolate lands.
The crowd was restless and anxious. Amazent and disbelief flickered across their faces.
Li Chenyang trembled, clenching his teeth as he asked Li Qian beside him, "Is... is that Chen Yang's biological father, Chen Jinnan? Wasn't he crippled and imprisoned?"
"Yes, that's him. A generational grandmaster of swordsmanship." Li Qian's face was ashen. He shook his head and said, "Look at the surging vital energy in his body, yet his life force is draining away. He must have used so forbidden technique to regain his strength."
"We're done for. We're all going to suffer today."
Li Chenyang was silent.
"In terms of seniority, you're not that far behind him. Why are you boosting his ego?" Li Chenyang took a deep breath, his face a mask of defiance.
Li Qian's eyelid twitched as he pulled at the corner of his mouth.
"You didn't live in that era. How could you possibly understand his terror?"
"A grandmaster of swordsmanship. Do you think that title is just for show?"
Looking back, Chen Jinnan was a man who overshadowed his entire generation, sweeping through the lands with a single iron sword. Twenty-eight years ago, on that fateful night, even though he had been drugged, he still inflicted devastating losses on the forces led by Chen Linan. If not for their use of human wave tactics to overwhelm him, it's uncertain who would have won or lost that night.
At this thought, Li Qian couldn't help but rember the Demon Monarch, Chen Hua.
Suddenly, the hairs on his body stood on end.
"Listen carefully," Li Qian warned finally. "No matter what happens next, keep your mouth shut. Don't spout any nonsense."
Li Chenyang's gaze grew somber, and he said no more.
SWISH. SWISH.
Sword Qi rippled through the air. The very void of the plaza seed to have been sliced into fragnts. Longswords suspended in the sky intersected endlessly like troops arrayed for battle, the chilling Sword Qi hanging in the heavens.
Chen Xiao, who had been so smugly pontificating just monts before, now kept his head slightly lowered, an overwhelming terror filling his chest.
How did this man get out? And from the looks of it, his strength has returned to its forr peak. How... how is this possible?!
Chen Jinnan's gaze swept past him and settled on Tang Tai nearby. "An explanation?"
"This..." Tang Tai trembled from head to toe. Bracing himself, he said, "A mis-misunderstanding. Initially, my Antarctic Royal Family saw that he was destitute and granted him a marriage. You can't ignore such an act of kindness."
"Are you suggesting I should thank you?"
"No, no, not at all! But we were genuinely trying to do a good deed."
Chen Jinnan smiled. "So, your Antarctic Royal Family planned to wed a house slave to my son, and if he refused, he was to be considered ungrateful?"
Tang Tai was speechless.
Not far away, Chen Xiao's heart pounded in his chest. By now, who didn't know that the whole arranged marriage was just a sche to humiliate the forr Supre Martial Commander? To still try and paint it as a good deed at a ti like this was simply courting death.
Feeling as though he were on pins and needles, Chen Xiao quickly distanced himself from the matter. "This has nothing to do with ."
SLAP!
A sudden, sharp slap echoed through the air.
Chen Xiao stumbled, nearly falling to the ground. He clutched his burning cheek and seethed with venomous hatred, but he didn't dare make a move.
The onlookers were speechless.
What a temper.
"I'll deal with you later," Chen Jinnan said. He then fixed his gaze back on Tang Tai, his eyes narrowed into slits, a cold light flashing within them. "You were so eager to humiliate my son for your own amusent, and now you tell it was all out of goodwill?"
"So you want to play the whore but still demand a monunt to your chastity? Sorry, that doesn't fly with !"
Tang Tai was speechless and utterly bewildered. He turned to leave. "This... this is a Chen Family affair. I, an outsider, shouldn't get involved."
WHOOSH!
He had just taken a single step when an iron sword shot toward him, its blade humming with sharp Sword Qi as it hovered before his face.
Tang Tai roared, "Chen Jinnan, your son has already killed dozens of my clansn! What more do you want? Let give you so advice: it's best to leave so leeway. That way, we can et again without animosity."
"When you were humiliating my son, I didn't see you leaving any leeway. Now you have the gall to give advice? You're parading your double standards right in front of . Do you really take my sword for a harmless toy?"
Chen Jinnan's outstretched fingers clenched slightly. A torrential killing intent, like a bursting dam, surged forward.
Cold river, lonely shadow.
Green mountains, my company.
I, Chen Jinnan, a grandmaster of swordsmanship.
WHOOSH!
The iron sword descended. Tang Tai, still caught in a state of rage, could only watch as his eyes widened in horror. In the next instant, the great figure from the Antarctic Royal Family was decapitated.
Blood sprayed across the sky, blooming like splendid fireworks.
This...
For a mont, whether it was Chen Xiao, the other mbers of the royal families, or the common folk, everyone felt a bone-deep chill, their eyes vacant with terror.
To be so fiercely protective... he's just too tyrannical!
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