"You boy, stop spouting nonsense here! Under these circumstances, how can you harbor selfish thoughts of self-preservation? If this battle is lost, at least ten million Xuan Beasts will flood the interior! How many common people will suffer then? Even the most conservative estimate would be tens of millions! This is simply a catastrophe!"

Jun Wuyi roared: "At such a juncture, the only way is to cast aside all personal grudges, join forces, and sail in the same boat. Only then will there be a sliver of hope!"

"Indeed, Wuyi speaks well; this war between humans and Xuan Beasts concerns the prosperity and decline of the entire continent for the next hundred years. If we truly cannot become one cohesive force, I fear a devastating defeat is inevitable." If the situation were easy, how could the prideful Jue Tian Supreme, Li Jue Tian, have issued the Supreme Summons? He must have seen the crux of the matter, felt compelled by the dire situation, and swallowed his pride to issue that summons! Otherwise, he, Li Jue Tian, would be the eternal sinner!

Dongfang Wenqing gave a wry smile: "If the first battle is a victory, morale will naturally soar. But if we suffer a defeat, I guarantee that at least one-third, perhaps even more, of the major martial arts factions will flee! After all, preserving strength to vie for dominance in the Jianghu, and profiting amidst chaos, is a desire harbored by all. By then, it will truly be over."

"The inherent flaws of humanity," Jun Moxie muttered, shaking his head with relish, "Everyone loves a winning fight and enjoys kicking a fallen dog. But when the winning fight turns into a hard bone, and the fallen dog transforms into a great tiger, I believe the vast majority will try to hide in the back, letting others fight first so they can reap the benefits, and if things look bad, they’ll just bolt. Better to lose face than lose one's life! The world is wide, and misfortune won't just be mine; shame won't be mine alone. To hell with it, it has nothing to do with me."

Jun Moxie continued his sarcastic commentary with great gusto, but seeing the four people before him growing darker and more displeased, looking ready to gang up on him, he quickly forced a dry laugh: "I need to take a leak… feeling a bit full. Haven't flushed the waste since the morning. You brothers carry on chatting." As he spoke, he swiftly turned and vanished.

Inside the tent, the four people looked at each other, utterly helpless against the lazy youth.

"What's done is done, overthinking is useless! When we reach Tiannan and meet Li Jue Tian, we will join your military camp to protect you and Moxie closely. If things truly go south, we can gather together, which might give us a chance to survive. Just as Moxie said, saving people is a good deed, but throwing away one's entire existence to save others is meaningless. Everything will depend on the situation when the time comes."

Jun Wuyi nodded heavily, sighing toward the heavens: "I truly don't know where the root of this catastrophe originated, or what reason caused such a great disaster? I believe the Xuan Beasts would never attack the Divine Punishment without cause; something or someone must have truly provoked them! If I knew who the originator was, I would flay him alive! This is treating the common people of the world as a joke!"

The other three agreed in unison.

Having fled only to return and eavesdrop, the great young master Jun suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, shouting inwardly that he was wronged: His original intention was just to make them teach Blood Soul Villa a lesson for daring to snatch the Jun family's bride! But heavens knew, he truly didn't know how things escalated to such a spectacular degree!

This was never his intention, but it absolutely couldn't be blamed on him!

It wasn't until the second day that Third Master Jun learned that Guan Qinghan and Dugu Xiaoyi had also secretly followed him to Tiannan. Upon seeing the two women sneaking around with guilt etched on their faces, Third Master Jun was so furious he nearly went insane, nearly cursing Jun Moxie to death, and cursing him every time he saw him! He nearly chased them with a stick!

Such a place, such a situation, such danger—how could these two women possibly come here?

This directly resulted in Jun Moxie and his Third Uncle starting a game of hide-and-seek. Wherever Jun Wuyi might go, Jun Moxie would flee far in advance, moving faster than a rabbit, refusing to show his face.

The army proceeded slowly and finally arrived at Tiannan City on the third day! It had been thirty-three days since they departed from Tianxiang City! Calculated at four hundred li per day, this journey involved crossing mountains and rivers—a distance of over ten thousand li!

As soon as they reached Tiannan City, everyone gasped in unison.

Outside Tiannan City, it was almost a desolate wasteland for a thousand li. Well, there were still forests, but all the formerly inhabited areas were now ruins. Especially when looking in one particular direction, Jun Moxie couldn't help but laugh so hard his stomach cramped with schadenfreude.

That was the original location of Blood Soul Villa, which was now the main headquarters and camp for the Xuan Beasts.

All the way here, even behind Tiannan City, large groups of high-tier Xuan Beasts roared back and forth. If they spotted a lone Xuan Practitioner, they would surely swarm and attack! However, the Xuan Beasts' discipline was clearly strict; not a single Xuan Beast was seen within three hundred li north of Tiannan City.

From this, one could surmise that the Xuan Beasts' immediate target was the people of Tiannan City, or perhaps only those who held grudges against them, such as Blood Soul Villa, Li Jue Tian... or his son...

Tiannan City, comparable in scale to Tianxiang City, was the largest city at the southern tip of the entire continent. Yet, all surrounding mountain ranges had been occupied by Xuan Beasts, effectively trapping it like a jar sealed with iron.

Jun Wuyi and the others were fortunate to have numerical superiority and entered Tiannan City without major incident.

Just as they entered the city—

"Aooooo!" A long, drawn-out howl suddenly rang out from the northern mountain range of Tiannan City, piercing the clouds and echoing far away, seemingly transmitting a message.

Instantly, this "Aooooo" sound echoed continuously from north to south, from east to west. Each call relayed a message, spreading like a tide through Tiannan City, continuing southward.

"Roar!" A sharp cry sounded from the south, and then, as if in response, a succession of calls relayed back in the opposite direction.

It was like two people passing messages: one saying, "Another ten thousand enemies have arrived, the ones from Tianxiang are here," and the other replying, "Got it."

Well, the translation might not be perfect, but that was the general idea.

"What organized and disciplined Xuan Beasts! In this aspect alone, they are superior to many armies. They are practically paragons of civic virtue," Jun Moxie praised sincerely, shaking his head with an air of wisdom, "Xuan Beasts aren't scary; what’s scary is when Xuan Beasts get educated."

Two soft chuckles sounded beside him. Before entering the city, Guan Qinghan and Dugu Xiaoyi had their faces smeared black by Jun Moxie and were disguised as two small, scrawny soldiers walking by his side—the kind of soldiers one glance at and never looked at twice. This appearance had initially caused the two beauties considerable dissatisfaction, but Jun Moxie had been utterly uncompromising, fully demonstrating an iron-blooded resolve.

Dongfang Wenqing looked helplessly at his wildly unperceptive nephew, extremely surprised that this young man still had the heart to joke at such a critical juncture. Truly, 'ignorance is bliss.'

He sighed: "The entity relaying the message was likely an eighth-tier peak Xuan Beast, the White Jade Lion Beast. Such a king of the jungle being used to relay messages means this incident is truly major."

"Major is good, it means excitement! The fighting will surely be spectacular!" Jun Moxie smacked his lips, somewhat resentfully: "Why didn't I see any flying Xuan Beasts on the way here? If I could catch one to use as a mount, how cool would that be? It would be a superb tool for wooing girls! Little ladies’ eyes would surely turn red instantly upon seeing it!"

Dongfang Wenqing stared at him, gasped for breath several times, and finally turned his head away, nearly suffering an aneurysm from rage.

Old Master Dongfang finally understood why his nephew's reputation as a dissolute wastrel, famous throughout Tianxiang and renowned across the continent, was not without basis.

He also finally understood that normal-minded people could never communicate normally with someone whose thinking was as bizarre and crazy as this. It was like speaking completely different languages.

Facing the arrival of the Tianxiang reinforcements, the Tiannan side showed no sluggishness. The original garrison commander in the city, Wan Wuyan, respectfully welcomed Jun Wuyi and his entire army into the city.

At this point, Third Master Jun was initially quite worried. He knew that while Tiannan City rivaled Tianxiang City as a major center, its resident population was also huge. Coupled with the successive arrivals of reinforcements and martial arts experts from various regions, Third Master Jun presumed the city must already be dangerously overcrowded and strained. The sudden arrival of their twenty thousand-plus troops might not find enough space within the city. But stationing the majority of the soldiers outside the city was far too risky, a concern that weighed heavily on Third Master Jun!

However, the fact that the twenty thousand strong army entered Tiannan City so easily, without any sign of hesitation from the defending general Wan Wuyan, was a strange and baffling phenomenon.

Only after the entire army was garrisoned inside the city was the mystery solved.

Along the streets on both sides of Tiannan City, there were martial arts masters coming and going. Occasionally, they saw wounded soldiers with bandages wrapped around their bodies and white cloth bound around their heads. Although it was a bit noisy, there was no noticeable chaos. Yet, as they proceeded, everyone felt that something crucial was missing from the city.

Young Master Jun thought for a long moment before finally realizing what was wrong: "Why does it seem like there are no civilians in this city?" His observation instantly alerted everyone. It wasn't entirely without common people, just very few of them, and even those few civilians were mostly young and strong men. The elderly, weak, women, and children were completely nowhere to be seen.

The Tiannan general, Wan Wuyan, gave a bitter smile. "With such a massive Xuan Beast tide, how dare this subordinate be careless? Half a month ago, I had already ensured all city residents were evacuated and protected to avoid collective disaster. All the elderly, weak, women, and children were moved three hundred li away, leaving behind only able-bodied young men and necessary shops and goods. If we ultimately manage to defeat the Xuan Beast tide, this general will personally go and bring our folks back." He paused, his voice heavy with emotion, "Over there, even if they cannot live and work in peace, at least their lives and property can be secured..."

Jun Wuyi was immediately filled with solemn respect!

"General Wan, your dedication to the nation and the people, I, Jun, deeply admire!"

Wan Wuyan offered a bitter smile: "To speak plainly, amidst this sudden and unprecedented Xuan Beast tide catastrophe, fierce Xuan Beasts have already sneaked into the city to cause trouble more than a dozen times. In such cruel warfare where tens of thousands can perish in an instant, why would I trouble the common folk? I have no powerful connections in the court; I have garrisoned Tiannan for over twelve years and have developed deep affection for every blade of grass and tree here. Though the people here may be somewhat unsophisticated, in my eyes, they are all my parents, brothers, and dearest friends! Now, even if I had the chance to leave, I would not choose to."

The way he looked at Tiannan City was exactly like looking at his hometown where he grew up, filled with warmth and lingering attachment.

The atmosphere became heavy for a moment.

"This evacuation must have involved quite a few people? It must have taken a great deal of effort?" Jun Moxie changed the subject.

"Tiannan is different from the interior; although the area is large, the population is not dense. Including the surrounding areas and the city, we relocated a total of 1,543,900 person-times!" Wan Wuyan said with a hint of satisfaction and pride, chuckling: "It was certainly arduous, but in the end, it was over a million and a half lives! Even if it was tiring, it was worth it!"

"Impressive!"

Jun Wuyi looked at the ancient Tiannan City, his voice heavy: "General Wan's painstaking efforts will surely not be in vain! I, Jun, will not allow General Wan's efforts to be wasted!"

"Let us hope so. Everything," Wan Wuyan said quietly after a moment of silence, "is entrusted to Third General Jun!"

After arranging the troops and setting up the camp, Wan Wuyan led the group toward the City Lord's deliberation hall.

Turning a corner, Jun Wuyi and the others were startled!

This was the deliberation hall?

Damn it!

This was clearly a deliberation square!

All irrelevant structures in front of the City Lord's Mansion had been torn down, leaving only a vast training ground capable of holding ten thousand people. The front area of the original City Lord's Mansion had an observation platform erected sometime ago, standing over ten feet high and enclosed by thick blue cloth. At a glance, Jun Moxie almost mistook it for a stage being set up for a grand opera.

Below, countless tents were erected on both sides. In front of these luxurious tents, large banners fluttered in the wind. The fierce autumn wind whipped nearly a hundred banners, all leaning in the same direction, creating an imposing spectacle. Written upon them were: "Blood Soul Villa, Fengxue Silver City, Ouyang," "Duanmu, Baili, Beigong, Wenren, Zuoqiu, Shenci,"

"Yu Tang, Broken Soul Palace," and so on.

Jun Moxie was excited, his eyes sparkling, "I never expected that today I would witness the legendary Martial Arts Assembly! Damn... I'm thrilled! I wonder if the Beggar's Sect is here?"

But Third Master Jun Wuyi was not as carefree as him. His brow furrowed immediately.

To truly win this war, success depended on unified command by the military generals. Those martial arts overlords might be capable of commanding dozens or hundreds of people in a brawl, but Jun Wuyi absolutely did not believe any of them possessed the talent to command armies of tens or hundreds of thousands.

Yet, the current setup clearly placed the armies of the various empires on equal footing with the various martial arts families, or perhaps even positioned the armies...

Normally, the military forces would not be highly regarded by these powerful martial artists. But was this a normal time? Even if one had to squint to see things clearly, they should wait until after the battle! To remain independent like this and still think of dealing with the Xuan Beast tide, which was commanded centrally by the Divine Punishment Beast King? This was utterly preposterous!

"General Jun, our Tianxiang military tents are over there," Wan Wuyan said with a smile, pointing. In the center, there was a relatively large area with a slightly larger tent, enclosed by blue cloth, its heavy supporting pillars deeply embedded in the earth. The door curtain was rolled high, revealing an interior that looked quite clean and spacious, capable of comfortably accommodating a dozen or twenty people.

Before the door, a scarlet banner fluttered high in the air. The characters "Tianxiang, Jun" seemed to soar like dragons, appearing and disappearing with the wind. This banner was at least a full zhang taller than those of the other families, and the banner itself was significantly larger. Furthermore, it was the only banner that included a surname!

"Hmm?" Jun Wuyi looked at Wan Wuyan in confusion.

Wan Wuyan chuckled, his eyes filled with reverence. "The Jun family, four marshals in one lineage, is the military family I, Wan Wuyan, admire most; from Marshal Zhan Tian, Old Master Jun, to White-Clad Military Marshal Jun Wuhui, Iron-Blooded War God Jun Wumeng, and Blood-Clad General Jun Wuyi—they are the pride of Tianxiang! I, Wan Wuyan, have always been proud that Tianxiang possesses such military deities, such an iron-blooded family! While everyone gathered in Tiannan City are peerless experts, this is, after all, the territory of my Wan family, the land of Tianxiang! This is the least I can do; I absolutely will not let the heroes of Tianxiang be overshadowed by others! General Jun, please!"

"Thank you!" Jun Wuyi was silent for a long time, then said those two words solemnly, deliberately, word by word.

"From our conversations these past few days, I can tell many people seem to hold grievances against the Jun family. General Jun, be careful!" Wan Wuyan warned solemnly in a low voice. Jun Wuyi nodded slowly, his gaze resolute. However, a cold glint flashed in Jun Moxie's eyes!

Jun Moxie pushed his wheelchair, moving slowly forward. Behind him, the four deputy generals of Tianxiang lined up, their hands resting on their sword hilts, eyes looking straight ahead and not glancing sideways. Beside him, the three swordsmen of Dongfang advanced proudly.

The group proceeded calmly under the watchful eyes of the assembled great families. If anyone had paid close attention, they would have noticed that the path Jun Moxie pushed the wheelchair along was the most central line of the entire field—not an inch to the left, not a hair's breadth to the right!

This was an attitude of extreme arrogance!

This is my land! My territory! I decide how things go! I walk how I want to walk!

Following this trajectory, the various great families on both sides seemed to be undergoing an inspection! Hundreds of gazes shot over like arrows!

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire venue became somewhat oppressive, as if the arrival of Jun Moxie and Jun Wuyi had brought a heavy cloud, pressing down upon Tiannan City!

The six individuals advanced silently, but to the members of the surrounding great families, it seemed as if they were witnessing an invincible steel torrent, moving forward with grim determination, resolutely, and irresistibly!

The autumn wind above Tiannan City suddenly began to howl fiercely, growing stronger. Dark clouds rolled in from all four directions, slowly converging in the middle. A gust of fierce wind whistled past, kicking up sand and dust. Dozens of large banners suddenly snapped southward in unison, and even the rustling sound of the flags suddenly became perfectly synchronized!

The strong wind swept up dust and grit toward them. The four generals behind him and the three from Dongfang slightly narrowed their eyes, their stances momentarily faltering. But Jun Wuyi, at the very front, remained calm and composed, his expression cold and sharp, not even his eyebrows twitching.

Behind him, Jun Moxie was as serene as clouds and wind, his brows like a slumbering angry dragon, seemingly ready to soar into the sky at any moment. His handsome face held a rare look of grim determination; he too remained utterly still, acting as if he heard nothing of the shifting winds and clouds above, nor noticed the hundreds of scorching gazes around him. His pace neither hurried nor slowed; it remained unchanged!

In everyone’s eyes, these two figures—one seated, one moving—were like a peerless divine sword, its sharp edge splitting the turbulent atmosphere, carving open a wide, smooth path just wide enough for two to advance!

This was the territory of the Tianxiang Kingdom, the closest nation to Tianxiang, yet the Tianxiang army was the last to arrive. Many people had already lost their patience and were quite dissatisfied, intending to give the Tianxiang forces a difficult time upon their arrival. This was the main reason why the major families had not gone out to greet the army into the city.

But looking at these uncle and nephew slowly approaching, no one felt the impulse to step forward and challenge them! The previous discussions were forgotten. In everyone's heart, there was only gravity! Only respect!

Even Xiao Han, who was most jealous of Jun Wuyi and most wished for his death, could not help but feel a trace of envy at this moment, filled with deep feelings of inadequacy!

Could it be, could it be... I am truly... inferior to him!

Jun Wuyi might not possess the cultivation level of a Divine Profound expert, nor the martial arts of a Supreme Being; but this former general who once commanded millions of troops on the battlefield was, at this very moment, genuinely demonstrating his unparalleled generalship and noble demeanor to all the heroes of the world, to the countless experts of Heaven Profound, Divine Profound, and Supreme realms!

This bearing—if one were not a general who commanded millions of troops, capable of bringing forth devastation across a thousand li with a snap of the fingers, if one were not the supreme commander of an undefeated army, possessing the certainty of victory through strategic planning—no one could possess it! Even a master whose Xuan skills were unrivaled in the world could never achieve such supreme military presence!

This was the imposing aura of one who held mountains and rivers! The commanding spirit that scorned all living beings!

Though there were only two of them! It was enough! That stern integrity, radiating from these seemingly calm individuals, soared arrogantly, spreading outward!

Even if a mountain of knives or a sea of fire lay ahead! We will step over it! We will flatten it!

The military commanders of the Divine Bestowed Empire and the Yu Tang Empire both rose simultaneously, their bodies involuntarily straightening as they looked toward this former mortal enemy, this idol of military gods in their hearts, their gazes fervent!

This was the mutual respect of soldiers!

In the profound silence, a group of nine people walked slowly into the tent, their footsteps keeping a uniform rhythm.

The winds and clouds overhead suddenly shifted, obscuring the sun. The sky instantly grew somewhat dim.

Just then, a voice boomed with laughter, “Truly worthy of the famed Blood-Clad General; even this aura of a commander that shakes the world is enough to command admiration! I, Sikong Anyue, am impressed! And I offer my apologies for not meeting General Jun at the city gate earlier! If General Jun has the leisure, the Sikong family would love to share a few drinks with him!”

A mighty laugh rang out heartily. From beneath the tent belonging to the Sikong family emerged a towering, broad-shouldered man. His physique was immensely powerful, yet his movements possessed a remarkably comfortable coordination. His face was rugged, with the stubble of a recently shaved, thick beard already beginning to show on his cheeks.

Jun Mo Xie glanced casually; this fellow stood at least two meters and ten centimeters tall. Standing before the tent, he was like a colossal, unmoving iron tower, or a sheer, towering mountain!

The newcomer was none other than the premier expert of the Sikong family: Sikong Anyue!

“Brother Sikong, you are too kind! As the host, I arrived the latest, which was indeed improper; I should be the one apologizing to all the esteemed seniors and brothers here. As long as Brother Sikong is interested, we can drink and talk freely anytime!” Jun Wuyi’s clear voice sounded faintly, his tone placid.

“Good! Good!” Sikong Anyue roared with laughter.

“Hahahaha, our family head was just about to speak, but this fellow stole the words! General Jun the Third, I am the head of the Duanmu family, Duanmu—” “Chao” Chao Fan, greetings!”

This man drew out his words, despite possessing a slight stutter, yet maintained an air of grave importance. One could sense an inherent arrogance in his tone.

Jun Mo Xie let out a soft chuckle. He knew instantly who this was; besides the “Duanmu Chao Fan” that Old Master Dongfang had mentioned, it could be no one else.

Whether he was truly extraordinary remained unknown, but his self-importance was certain!

“Patriarch Duanmu is too polite. At the appropriate time, Wuyi will certainly pay a visit to your esteemed house!” Jun Wuyi’s voice was neither pleased nor angry, yet it imparted a sense of warmth and comfort, like bathing in a spring breeze.

“No, no need to be so—” “Chao Fan,” ah, Duanmu Chaofan—laughed twice, about to speak, when a sharp, sing-song voice cut in, “These two certainly know how to put on airs. The last ones to arrive are from the Jun family of the Tianxiang Empire. Jun Wuyi, is that right?”

Jun Mo Xie turned his gaze towards the speaker. The man was in his late twenties, standing tall with a distinguished bearing. His features were handsome, but there was a subtle shade of malice lurking between his brows. Dressed in fine robes beneath the banner of the Blood Soul Manor, a sheathed, antique longsword hung diagonally at his waist—a clear indication it was a rare divine weapon. At this moment, he was looking down upon Jun Mo Xie’s side with disdain.

Jun Mo Xie instantly grasped the man’s identity. Who else could it be but Li Tengyun, the son of Li Juetian, that toad who yearns for swan meat? A pretty boy who relies entirely on his lineage, utterly vulgar. If it weren't for this brat, would we have this “Battle of Man and Beast”? Wait until I find an opportunity to cripple this jerk!

Jun Mo Xie laughed heartily and stepped forward.

Why would Jun Wuyi engage in a verbal sparring match among the younger generation? It was best suited for the Great Dandy Jun to handle it. He spoke lightly, “This gentleman whose eyes are affixed atop his head and nostrils pointed skyward must be the Young Master of the Blood Soul Manor? Also the local bully here trying to throw his weight around, Young Master Li Tengyun, is that correct?”

“You!” “Hmph. Against you lot, is there any need for me to use my influence?” Li Tengyun’s eyes flashed with gloom and contempt. “The situation is so dire, and you, the Jun family, as hosts, arrive so late—what are your intentions? Can others not ask you about what you do?”

“We are aware the military situation is urgent; but as to why we were late, firstly, you should ask why our Emperor did not issue the order sooner. Secondly,” Jun Mo Xie snorted, “we should also ask your Blood Soul Manor—if the situation is so urgent, what were you doing? Why didn’t you request aid earlier?”

Jun Mo Xie sneered, “Oh, right. The prestige of the Blood Soul Manor is very important. If your Blood Soul Manor hadn’t been so arrogant and stubbornly held on, dragging things until they reached this almost unmanageable state, how could this happen? Only when you realize your own incompetence do you think to seek help, and yet you have the nerve to question others? Anyone present can question what we do, but not you or your Blood Soul Manor!”

Jun Mo Xie smiled, “Even if you wish to question, there are so many esteemed masters here. When is it your turn? Don’t forget, Supreme Juetian is only your father, not you! What qualifications do you have to question? Who do you think you are?”

“You dare speak to me like that? How bold! And who are you?” Li Tengyun’s gaze sharpened. Realizing he was outmatched in the verbal exchange, he abruptly changed the subject to question the other’s identity, harboring thoughts of future reckoning.

“Big Brother is Jun Mo Xie!” Jun Mo Xie grinned proudly, “You must have heard of my great name, haven’t you? Aren’t you feeling that sense of admiration—‘Long have I heard your name, resonant as thunder, bright as the moon in the sky; seeing you today, the rumors are indeed true’?”

“So you are Jun Mo Xie, that dissolute wastrel of the Jun family who eats and waits for death, that wicked libertine of Tianxiang! This Young Master has certainly heard of you—your notorious evil reputation is indeed like thunder, and your roguish fame is not exaggerated!”

Li Tengyun felt he had caught his opponent’s weak spot and laughed a few times. “It’s just that this gathering is full of the world’s most outstanding figures; how did a scoundrel like you manage to sneak in? What qualifications does trash like you have to speak to this Young Master?”

Jun Mo Xie smirked, “I am a wicked libertine, and there’s no denying that. However, no matter how much of a dandy or dissolute I am, I haven’t reached the depths of shamelessness required to forcibly steal another man’s already-betrothed wife. Young Master Li, in this regard, you are my senior; truly a role model for us dandies to study!”

“You—Guan Qinghan is a fine, pure woman, yet she is being occupied by your Jun family! We were deeply in love, and I was saving her from a pit of fire. What was wrong with that? Besides, your elder brother has been dead for many years. Must she really mourn beside his memorial tablet for her entire life? Is there such a principle in this world?” Li Tengyun’s face flushed slightly, and he suddenly became angry, unwilling to admit his own despicable actions, hurriedly trying to twist the logic.

“Deeply in love? Saving her from a pit of fire? Did you even seek her own consent?” Jun Mo Xie burst into a loud laugh towards the sky. “I truly never imagined there could be someone so shameless in this world! Twisting right into wrong, confusing black and white, confounding truth and falsehood. Not only are you forcibly taking a civilian woman, but that woman is someone else’s wife! Even worse, you threaten her family, saying if they don’t hand over this woman, you’ll wipe out their entire clan! Is that how you ‘deeply loved’ and ‘saved her from a pit of fire,’ Li Tengyun? Truly the actions of an expert, quite unique! I, the number one dandy wastrel of Tianxiang, must concede defeat and write the character for ‘Submit’ for you, Young Master Li! Completely convinced, and filled with admiration! Your shamelessness is truly unmatched in the world!”

The majority of the noble families present were unaware of this matter. Hearing the exchange now, many directed looks of contempt toward Li Tengyun. Although the Blood Soul Manor was tyrannical, committing such an offense in public would certainly make them hesitate.

Among martial arts practitioners, restraint regarding women was paramount; if what Jun Mo Xie said about the elder brother Guan Yun was true, it was indeed a great taboo in the Jianghu!

“Enough, no need to say more!” A deep, stern shout echoed from within, not loud, but it resonated with a booming sound in everyone's ears.

Several figures slowly emerged, and instantly the entire grand training ground was filled with a surging, oppressive power!

The foremost figure was tall and slender, with an ancient, simple face. Three strands of black beard floated in the wind before his chest. His narrow, long eyes radiated fierce authority; powerful even when not angry, they naturally carried an aura of dominating the world! He didn't seem intentionally arrogant, but everyone felt that in this heaven and earth, perhaps no other person could enter his sight—not even the azure sky above!

The person who had just spoken was this man!

Though they had never met, Jun Mo Xie knew instantly that this man, appearing to be in his forties or fifties, was Li Juetian, the Supreme Juetian, famous for over sixty years! Apart from him, no one else possessed such world-shattering, domineering grace!

Calculating by actual age, Supreme Juetian Li Juetian must be at least a hundred years old, yet he appeared so young! Jun Mo Xie muttered inwardly: No wonder this old fellow, even past a hundred, still has a son in his twenties. Looking at him, he probably could have a few more children without issue. Truly… a monster!

Following behind Li Juetian were the Supreme of Life and Death, Shi Changxiao; the Supreme of Cold Blood, Lei Wubei; the Supreme of the Divine Hawk, Ying Bokong. At the very back was another person: his face was ice-cold, clad in black clothes, black face covering, black robes, and black boots. The scabbard at his waist was black, and the hilt of his sword was black.

This person, in his entirety, looked like a gleaming black blade. Simply standing there, he naturally exuded an intimidating sword aura that pierced the heavens!

This person was undoubtedly the Raging Wind Sword God, Feng Juanyun, who had battled Ying Bokong for decades—the sole substitute outside the Eight Supremes! A peerless swordsman! A master among peaks!

But Young Master Jun was confident that with his guidance, the now successfully broken-through Supreme Ying Bokong had definitely surpassed this old rival of decades!

“Since everyone is here, please, leaders of all houses, assemble in the main hall to discuss strategies against the enemy,” Li Juetian swept his gaze over them lightly, completely ignoring the dispute between his son and Jun Mo Xie.

However, when his eyes landed on Jun Mo Xie, although his gaze was peaceful, Jun Mo Xie clearly felt those two beams of light strike his eyes like two swords piercing through the heavens! In an instant, even the deepest parts of his heart, his very soul, trembled!

This was a caution rising from the depths of his being!

Cannot match!

Cannot be matched!

This was the first time in his life Jun Mo Xie felt such a sense of defeat and apprehension. Before this, Jun Mo Xie had faced Supreme-level experts before; even facing the Supreme of Life and Death Shi Changxiao, the Supreme of Cold Blood Lei Wubei, and the Supreme of the Divine Hawk Ying Bokong, he could maintain a relaxed demeanor. But facing Li Juetian’s eyes now, he unprecedentedly felt this sensation!

This must be some form of mental suggestion attack; if fear is planted in the heart, one will never advance in this life!

However, this Supreme Juetian’s protectiveness of his kin also stirred genuine anger in Jun Mo Xie! Genuine, searing anger! A dispute between two juniors, and he, the Second Supreme Under Heaven, would use such a method to vent his son’s frustration? It was truly beneath his dignity.

Damn the Second Supreme Under Heaven, what kind of figure is he!

But from this, Jun Mo Xie understood how deeply Li Juetian doted on his son! Knowing his son was in the wrong, he didn't seek truth or falsehood, but instead used methods of intimidation against the aggrieved party in full view of everyone!

It was no wonder the two Great Beast Kings had come together previously, merely wanting to break his son’s legs—not to take his life—yet it provoked such a fierce reaction from him, ultimately leading him to issue the Supreme Assembly Edict rather than compromise. Jun Mo Xie was beginning to grasp the true reason why this matter had escalated to such an extent.

Jun Mo Xie quickly closed his eyes, circulated his Heaven-Creating Fortune Technique, and instantly dispelled that terrifying feeling.

But his heart remained resolute! Li Juetian’s cultivation was clearly several tiers higher than that of Ying Bokong or Lei Wubei! Truly worthy of being ranked second in the world today!

As soon as Li Juetian finished speaking, everyone echoed his sentiment. Not a single person noticed that Li Juetian had just launched a subtle attack against Jun Mo Xie! Even if someone had noticed, no one would have intervened; after all, might makes right. To offend the Second Supreme for the sake of a mere dandy junior—any rational person would make the same choice!

Just as everyone began filing out of their respective tents, suddenly—

A long, ethereal howl seemed to drift from the edge of the heavens. Everyone present vibrated with astonishment, straining their ears to listen closely.

In an instant, the howl magnified manifold, seemingly arriving directly overhead in the next breath, as if it had traversed tens of millions of miles in a single moment—from barely audible to a deafening roar, then exploding beside everyone’s ears like the cracking of the firmament!

“Pfft!” Several soldiers from the original Tiannan City guards suddenly fell backward, spitting blood; they had been injured merely by the resonance of the howl! The person who let out that howl must have been at least dozens of miles away!

Such terrifying destructive power!

After that violent shockwave, the howl instantly ceased its frenzy, stopping very decisively; it came to an abrupt halt! At this point, everyone could discern that the sound of the howl was actually quite clear and melodious!

As soon as the howl ended, beasts from the mountains and valleys in all directions suddenly raised their heads and roared together. The collective sound of hundreds of thousands, even millions of Xuan Beasts erupted abruptly, possessing the force of an avalanche and the might of an earthquake!

The ground beneath everyone’s feet on the training field trembled slightly, kicking up dust!

The immense volume of the howl penetrated the heavens; the dense, dark clouds overhead suddenly vanished without a trace—they had been forcibly driven away by that violent sound!

Clear skies!

Li Juetian’s expression changed drastically, his gaze fixed gravely on the distance. His voice carried undisguised shock: “Tian Fa, Boss, he’s actually…” out!”

(To attend a wedding today, I stayed up all night drafting ten thousand words last night; returning tonight, it took nearly two hours just for revisions. Alas, I got drunk—the bride was too beautiful, sob sob (To be continued))