Chapter 1776
Chapter 1776
More than the person behind the scenes, they were shocked by the word "Daoist partner" in Chen Xuan's words: Lin Yuyao? Chen Xuan's Daoist partner was actually the pride of their Qilin City?
Jiang Bieli's brows furrowed into a knot.
The Grand Elder also pondered with a serious expression.
Only the Second Elder's face turned deathly pale. His hand clenched tightly in his sleeve, his knuckles turning white. He almost staggered forward, his Adam's apple bobbing as he was about to rebuke Chen Xuan, trying to stop him from speaking—the thing he feared most had finally happened.
But before he could finish speaking, a burst of crisp applause rang out in the air.
"Clap clap-"
The sound wasn't loud, but it shattered the silence like a thunderclap.
The lords of the holy cities present subconsciously turned their heads in response to the sound. When they saw that the person clapping was the golden-robed, divine-feathered youth on the Qilin City warship, gasps of astonishment rose and fell.
Chen Xuan, Lin Yuyao, and the others also looked over, their previous ease replaced by a serious expression—finally, they had forced the person behind the scenes to reveal themselves.
"It seems the Second Elder didn't convey what I said that day to you." Chen Xuan looked at the young man with divine feathers, his smile deepening, but the sarcasm in his tone was impossible to hide.
Upon hearing this, the young man with divine feathers first glanced disdainfully at the Second Elder, whose forehead was beaded with sweat, then his gaze fell on Chen Xuan. He circled Chen Xuan halfway around him as if sizing up prey, and spoke with great interest:
"Oh? I'd like to hear what you said that makes you so confident."
As soon as he finished speaking, the purple-clad youth with a sword beside him stepped forward in unison. The long sword on his back seemed to sense his presence, emitting a low hum, and the purple patterns on the scabbard instantly brightened, with a sharp sword aura quietly spreading out.
Only Qiu Zixian, dressed in black and white robes, remained standing still, but her smile deepened. She rested her chin on one hand, her eyes lingering on Chen Xuan like clinging vines, full of inquiry: "He's quite an interesting little brother."
"Naturally, I'll send you back to wash your necks and await your death." Chen Xuan didn't back down at all; his clear voice echoed throughout the entire airspace, each word seemingly carrying a sharp edge, piercing directly at Shen Yu and the other two.
These words were not only spoken to them, but to all the factions present, clearly indicating a willingness to break off all pretense of civility.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The young man with divine feathers seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. His disdainful laughter was full of contempt. "Among the younger generation, you are one of the few who dare to be arrogant in front of me. Unfortunately, those who were arrogant in the past have now become the dead bones under my arrows."
The purple-clad, sword-wielding youth also curled his lips into a smile, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain, as if he were looking at an ant that knew no bounds.
In their eyes, all the cultivators in this airspace, even the so-called geniuses and prodigies, were nothing more than floating creatures that could be crushed at will.
“Interesting little brother…” Qiu Zixian said slowly, her tone tinged with amusement, “If we hadn’t met in this way, I would have really wanted to capture you and give you a good lesson.”
"Unfortunately, he must die by my hand." The young man with divine feathers glanced at Qiu Zixian, his tone carrying an undeniable forcefulness.
As soon as they finished speaking, the three of them took a step forward at the same time.
The surrounding space suddenly rippled, like water rippling after a pebble has been thrown in, and their figures swayed gently in the ripples.
The next moment, the three landed steadily on the void arena—the movements were light and casual, yet they carried an aura of crushing everything.
This scene left everyone present stunned.
"This...aren't they here to help Qilin City's reinforcements?"
"Damn it, how come they've stepped onto the arena in the most crucial battle of my Qilin City? Are they going to betray us?"
The younger generation of Qilin City were the first to react, turning their heads sharply to look at the city lord and the nine elders on the upper deck of the warship, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.
Jiang Bieli and the Grand Elder's faces were extremely grim; their lips moved, but they didn't dare to utter a curse.
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