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Chapter 1980

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The shout was like thunder, shaking the crowd and stirring their blood.

Their bodies tensed up as they stared at a middle-aged man who walked around the screen.

The middle-aged man wore a green robe that fluttered as if he was standing in a strong wind. His body was as strong as an ox and his rough face was covered with a layer of frost. His gaze was especially cold as he glanced at the crowd and landed on Chu Li.

Chu Li frowned and looked at Song Chengzhi.

Song Chengzhi's expression was ugly as he said, "Han Jiangchuan, what do you think the White Dew Clan is? You think you can come and go as you please?"

"Why, I can't come to the White Dew Clan?" The middle-aged man sneered.

As he spoke, he walked past Chu Li with his hands behind his back. He arrived at the bottom of the hall's stairs and was only three steps away from Song Chengzhi.

"Are you here to take revenge for Han Zheng?" Song Chengzhi laughed and shook his head. "You beat up the young and the old. Is this all the Autumn Frost Clan is capable of?"

"No matter how weak the Autumn Frost Clan is, taking care of the White Dew Clan is a piece of cake." Han Jiangchuan said coldly, "Cutting off Han Zheng's arm, the White Dew Clan is getting more and more temperamental. Is this Chu Li?"

Chu Li fist saluted. "Greetings, Hall Leader Han."

He knew that Han Jiangchuan was the Autumn Frost Clan's Hall Leader and had met him in secret. He had met the Hall Leaders of the Four Clans and One Sector and secretly predicted their fates.

"Hehe, you flatter me." Han Jiangchuan waved his hand and sneered. "My good-for-nothing nephew is indebted to you for taking care of him. I really have to thank you for losing an arm!"

Chu Li looked at him in confusion.

Han Jiangchuan scoffed and said, "He has such a cultivation base at such a young age. He can be considered a genius. His arrogance has also skyrocketed along with his martial arts. Let him suffer a little and take away some of his prestige. It will be good for him!"

Chu Li smiled. "I flatter you."

"It'll be good for him but it'll also be bad." Han Jiangchuan sneered. "He'll need a long time to heal after losing an arm. It'll delay his cultivation!"

Chu Li replied, "Clan Leader Han wants to seek justice for Han Zheng."

"I'm just here to see who's the one who managed to hurt Han Zheng." Han Jiangchuan scoffed. "I've heard a lot about you."

Chu Li gave a fist salute. "You flatter me."

He knew that Han Jiangchuan wouldn't attack him because of his status. He couldn't afford to lose face. Even if he attacked, it would be Song Chengzhi.

Han Jiangchuan looked at Song Chengzhi and sneered, "I heard that Hall Master Song has obtained the Monarch Descent Sword?"

"That's right." Song Chengzhi said indifferently, "What, are you jealous and want to snatch the sword?"

Han Jiangchuan said coldly, "Your White Dew Hall won't be able to protect this sword. Hand it over to our Autumn Frost Hall!"

"Ridiculous!" Song Chengzhi snapped, "If you want a treasured sword, go to the City of Ten Thousand Swords to fight for it. Don't even think about us!"

"I'm doing this out of good intentions!" Han Jiangchuan scoffed. "This Monarch Descent Sword will offset Han Zheng's injury. It'll also help you take over your grudge with the City of Ten Thousand Swords. Your White Dew Hall won't be able to withstand the City of Ten Thousand Swords' crazy attack!"

"You don't have to worry about the City of Ten Thousand Swords. The Monarch Descent Sword belongs to the White Dew Hall!" Song Chengzhi said coldly, "Please leave. We don't welcome you here!"

"Song Chengzhi, are you really going to destroy the White Dew Hall because of your greed?" Han Jiangchuan frowned.

Song Chengzhi sneered, "You don't have to worry about it!"

"If you're really attacked by the City of Ten Thousand Swords, don't ask for our help!" Han Jiangchuan sneered. "The sword belongs to you but you still want us to sacrifice our lives for you!"

"That depends on your capabilities!" Song Chengzhi scoffed. "Let's see if you dare to not save us!"

Han Jiangchuan shook his head and turned to leave. "Stubborn!"

As he walked past Chu Li, an invisible force surged towards him. It was the palm force that was hidden behind him. It was silent but it was as turbulent as a raging wave. It was almost unstoppable. It was deep and violent.

Chu Li frowned. A faintly discernible golden light shone from his body.

"Bang!" After a muffled sound, Chu Li stood firmly on the same spot. However, his clothes fluttered as if he was being blown by a strong wind.

At this moment, everyone knew that Chu Li had been attacked.

Song Chengzhi roared, "Han Jiangchuan, you're despicable!"

He did not expect Han Jiangchuan to be so despicable and shameless. He did not care about his identity and attacked Chu Li.

Chu Li was now one of the pillars of the White Dew Hall. He was the most powerful force. He could not be crippled by Han Jiangchuan.

Han Jiangchuan was not his nephew, Han Zheng. His cultivation level was purer and deeper. Without the help of the Regal Sky Sword, Chu Li could not stop Han Jiangchuan.

Chu Li shook his head. "Clan Leader, it's fine."

Han Jiangchuan had already walked to the side of the screen. He turned to look at Chu Li and said, "His reputation is well-deserved. Han Zheng's loss is not an injustice!"

"Han Jiangchuan, stop right there!" Song Chengzhi shouted and rushed towards Han Jiangchuan.

However, Han Jiangchuan disappeared in a flash. His voice came from the sky. "If you have such thoughts, you should be careful of the City of Ten Thousand Swords!"

Song Chengzhi did not chase after him. He stood in the void and roared, "Mind your own business!"

He angrily returned to the main hall and looked at Chu Li with concern. "Are you alright?"

Chu Li smiled and shook his head. "I'm not hurt."

"Good! Good! " Song Chengzhi's tensed face relaxed. He was all smiles. "Haha, let's see how the Autumn Frost Hall can strut around this time. From now on, it's better for them to be submissive in front of the White Dew Hall!"

Everyone smiled.

The way they looked at Chu Li became gentler. They had already accepted Chu Li as one of them.

Song Chengzhi waved his hand. "Go about your business. Don't leave the town. Be careful of the people from the City of Ten Thousand Swords!"

"Yes!" Everyone shouted in unison.

Chu Li said, "Clan Leader, will the City of Ten Thousand Swords really dare to come and seek revenge? Aren't they afraid of the Hall of Rain Masters? "

"Sigh …" Song Chengzhi glanced at the people who had left. He looked around the empty courtyard and sighed. "The Hall of Rain Masters is not the Hall of Rain Masters of the past. Its deterrence is not as strong. It won't be able to shake the City of Ten Thousand Swords."

"Looks like we have to teach them a lesson," Chu Li said. "So that they won't dare to act recklessly."

"The people from the City of Ten Thousand Swords …" Song Chengzhi frowned.

He had underestimated the City of Ten Thousand Swords. After seeing Chu Li use the Sky Killer Sword, he knew that the power of the nine swords was at this level.

The City of Ten Thousand Swords had been keeping a low profile all these years. Everyone had underestimated them. They felt that the nine swords could not be combined into one, so there was nothing to worry about. They all underestimated the power of a single sword. Now that they saw the power of the Sky Killer Sword, they were even more afraid.

Everyone in the Outland knew that the City of Ten Thousand Swords was obsessed with the Sky Killer Sword. They had been searching for it. Now that it had finally appeared, they would not give up easily. This was the chance for the nine swords to combine into one. It was the chance for the City of Ten Thousand Swords to regain its glory.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard. A young man hurried over and said, "Clan Leader, the people from the City of Ten Thousand Swords are here!"

Chu Li raised his eyebrows.

Song Chengzhi scoffed. "How many?"

"Nine." The young man whispered, "But they have already entered the city. Everyone is trying to stop them, but …"

"Can't stop them?" Song Chengzhi frowned.

The young man shook his head. "Their sword force is very strange. They have already injured ten of us."

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