The troublemakers have arrived, everyone involved in Pingdeng Chuangfei.

Powerful shockwaves dispersed in all directions.

Thud, thud, thud.

Many Disciples were sent flying, falling directly below the Arena.

Only three Disciples remained standing on the Arena.

Shi Jingfeng held a blade, kneeling on one knee.

A deep gully had already appeared on the Arena.

Sweat dripped from his forehead.

He looked up, his face filled with disbelief.

In another corner, Jing Taiyang's hands were forming hand seals.

His breathing was rapid, and his face was pale.

Just resisting Chu Xinghe's Aura had already exhausted all his strength.

In front of Qiu Sirou, who was the last to take the stage, a massive Pill Furnace appeared.

It blocked all of Chu Xinghe's Aura, so she remained unaffected instead.

Chu Xinghe withdrew his Aura.

“Step down.”

His voice was as calm as it was before he stepped onto the stage.

The Disciples watching from the spectator stands finally regained their senses.

“I thought I was going to see a clash between dragons and tigers, but this is it? This is it?”

“I wanted to learn a move or two from these True Disciples' matches, but all I learned were two sentences: 'You all come at once,' and 'You all step down.'”

“Wow, Brother Xinghe is so cool, I'm swooning.”

“Hit me, I can take it, I won't even scream.”

Even the Eight Great Elders on the high platform looked at each other in dismay.

They didn't know what to say.

Then they inadvertently glanced at the Holy Lord.

Could you not have told us in advance to give us some mental preparation?

The Law Enforcement Elder, in particular, looked at Chu Xinghe with a strange gaze.

He had come to his senses over the past few days.

Bai Wuchen's matter definitely had something to do with Chu Xinghe.

However, he didn't plan on seeking revenge.

That Bai Wuchen had indeed gone too far.

The corners of Wen Rushui's mouth curled up slightly.

But it quickly faded.

Shi Jingfeng stood up, leaning on his blade.

Unwillingness flickered in his eyes; he had Cultivated desperately.

His goal was to compete for the position of Saint.

“So what if you're at the Peak of Emperor Sealing?”

After speaking, he raised his blade, with lightning flickering across his body.

A blade strike descended from the heavens.

It slashed down toward Chu Xinghe's head.

Chu Xinghe didn't even lift his eyes.

A faint light emerged from his body, manifesting around him.

Bang.

Shi Jingfeng's blade landed on Chu Xinghe's light and could no longer advance even an inch.

“Break for me!”

Shi Jingfeng roared, veins popping on his forehead.

Seeing this, Jing Taiyang also made a move.

His hands were already emitting a black light.

He lunged toward Chu Xinghe.

“Pointless struggle.”

Chu Xinghe waved his hand, and the light around him radiated outward.

Bang, bang.

The power of lightning dispersed, and the black energy vanished into thin air.

Two figures fell to the ground below.

Chu Xinghe turned his head to look at Qiu Sirou.

“Aren't you going down?”

Qiu Sirou's eyes were bright.

“I am no match for you, but if you need to refine some Medicinal Pills...”

“He doesn't need them,” Zhongli Qingmeng's indifferent voice wafted over from the spectator stands.

Qiu Sirou choked on her words.

She turned around and glanced at Zhongli Qingmeng, her eyes filled with wariness.

“Zhongli Qingmeng, I wasn't talking to you. Why are you chiming in?”

Zhongli Qingmeng let out a sneer.

“You're too ugly; he wouldn't be interested in you.”

Qiu Sirou's chest heaved with anger.

Where was she ugly?

Chu Xinghe didn't speak.

Instead, he looked up at the sky.

The Eight Great Elders also stood up.

Only Wen Rushui remained calm.

“I wonder which distinguished guests have come to visit.”

The Merit Transfer Elder spoke up.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

Above the sky, the clouds turned into a vast expanse of red sunset, then black, then gold, and then blue for a while.

Eight massive figures that blotted out the sun appeared in the sky.

Three giant exotic beasts emitted the Aura of a Saint.

There were also three massive war chariots, with rows of soldiers standing on them, radiating a cold killing intent.

The other two were luxurious and exquisite pavilions, emitting an ancient Dao intent.

The entire Tianyan Holy Land instantly fell silent.

Zhongli Qingmeng looked at these forces, the corners of her mouth curling up.

How interesting.

“So you are Chu Xinghe? Peak of Emperor Sealing. Your bearing is decent, but your strength is a bit lacking.”

A young man dressed in fiery red armor walked out from a war chariot, his hands behind his back, his gaze sharp and domineering.

Two more figures also walked out from the other two war chariots.

Chu Xinghe knew that these people were likely the ones seeking an alliance through marriage with Jiang Wanyin.

“Since you couldn't get through the Jiang Family's door, you've come here to show off your prestige.”

Pfft.

Laughter came from one of the exquisite pavilions.

Chu Xinghe looked at these people in the sky.

The people from Linglong Pavilion hadn't come out, and he didn't know which force the laughter came from.

It seemed only six people had come to challenge him.

Lu Lingfeng's face turned dark. In the Great Yu Celestial Dynasty, he was the son of a Prince of a different surname; who would dare to mock him like this?

“We can't get through the Jiang Family's door, but can you?”

The youth atop a white crane spoke up.

“Whether I can or not is another matter, but it's better than being unwanted like you lot who came crawling here.”

“You...” Xu Sanwei's eyes flared with anger because this fellow was right.

The truth is a sharp blade.

Every strike breaks one's defense.

“Sharp-tongued and beyond redemption,” Yang Hai, the son of a Duke from the Saint Martial Celestial Dynasty, spoke up.

“You're the one who can be redeemed, yet you came to be a son-in-law? You can't stand up yourself, so you say others are no good.”

“You... how presumptuous! You're truly seeking death!” Yang Hai's face was grim.

Zhongli Qingmeng watched the show, the corners of her mouth curling up.

This kid's words could really choke someone to death.

“Why don't you follow me? I'll grant you a life of wealth and honor,” Zhou Yuantian, a Prince of the Great Zhou Celestial Dynasty, looked at Chu Xinghe.

Chu Xinghe tilted his head; the man was wearing a four-clawed dragon robe, so he should be a Prince.

He definitely wasn't the Crown Prince, and his words were somewhat polite.

“No need. I will earn my own wealth and honor.”

Zhou Yuantian frowned.

“Is Young Master Chu looking down on this Prince?”

Chu Xinghe shook his head.

“You want to enter the Jiang Family merely as a bargaining chip for that position. They couldn't be bothered to get involved, yet you still can't see through it. Would following you not be seeking death?”

A cold flash crossed Zhou Yuantian's face.

The Eight Great Elders high above opened their mouths in surprise.

Chu Xinghe's little mouth is quite 'sweet,' isn't it?

Look at how 'sweet' it is; not a single smile is left on their faces.

The Disciples of the Tianyan Holy Land stared blankly at Chu Xinghe.

“This combat power is truly strong; he breaks their defenses while keeping them silent.”

“I bet when his body perishes, his mouth will still be tough.”

“I really like a mouth like that, it's so tough.”

“I feel like what you're saying sounds a bit off.”

Chu Xinghe waved his hand.

“Stop wasting time with nonsense. If you want to fight, then fight. Stop dilly-dallying.”

“Humph, let me test your depth.” Killing intent flickered in Lu Lingfeng's eyes.

“My depth is not something a person like you can probe,” Chu Xinghe shook his head.

Then he turned his head and looked at Wen Rushui.

“Master, if I cause too much trouble, can you handle it?”

Chu Xinghe's calm words sent a chill through the hearts of those present.

Before Wen Rushui could speak...

A voice had already resounded from the Forbidden Ground in the back mountains.

“Saint, go ahead and do what you must. It is merely a struggle among the younger generation. If anyone tries to bully the weak with their seniority, this Old Man can still make this dark sky light up for a moment.”

Zhongli Qingmeng looked toward the Tianyan Holy Land's Forbidden Ground.

This kid actually managed to gain the recognition of those old fellows.

Hearing these words, many people's hearts tightened.

As one of the three overlord forces in Qingzhou, the Tianyan Holy Land was naturally not simple.

“In that case, I'll play with you all.”