Sudden Arrival

The scorching sun hung high.

On Mount Song, the central peak of the Five Great Mountains, in the Dragon Roar Hall.

Zuo Lengchan sat on the main seat in the center of the hall, listening to his disciple's report.

"Alliance Leader, Yu Jizi is preparing to contact experts of the Yu generation to seize the position of Mount Tai's sect leader. Once successful, he will undoubtedly serve the Alliance Leader with all his heart," Lu Bai said to Zuo Lengchan from his position below.

"Hmph! Yu Jizi is the best example. If the Five Great Sects do not merge into one soon, the decline of the Mount Tai Sect is imminent. From this, it seems that the unification of the Five Great Sects is reasonable and destined by heaven. Junior Brother! The Hengshan Sect exists in name only, and the Mount Tai Sect has also fallen under my control. Next will be the Mount Hua Sect and the nuns of Hengshan," Zuo Lengchan said to Lu Bai from his seat.

"Sect Leader Brother is right. After that, we will eliminate the Demonic Cult and annex Shaolin and Wudang. It seems that this martial arts hegemony can only be held by you, Senior Brother," Lu Bai flattered Zuo Lengchan.

"Alas! Mount Hua is a tough nut to crack. Yue Buqun is truly cunning and resourceful. He took Lin Pingzhi as a disciple and obtained the Bixie Sword Manual. Now, Linghu Chong's strength is enough to defeat Feng Buping, and he has also secretly cultivated a fifth disciple, Wang Ming. According to your report, this Wang Ming has already mastered the Purple Haze Divine Skill," Zuo Lengchan said, frowning as he suddenly mentioned the Mount Hua Sect.

"Senior Brother, the Sword Sect and the underworld experts we contacted last time were all repelled by Mount Hua due to its advantageous terrain. Mount Hua is rugged with steep paths. It seems that a direct assault is not feasible; we must find another way."

"Junior Brother, go contact the other sects. Spread the word that Yue Buqun is colluding with the Demonic Cult to overthrow the righteous alliance. Therefore, he has dispatched his eldest disciple to frequently meet with the Demonic Cult's elder Qu Yang and the Holy Maiden, and to organize fellow martial artists to jointly attack Yue Buqun," Zuo Lengchan said sinisterly after a moment of thought.

"Hahahaha!!!! Senior Brother, what a brilliant plan! Junior Brother will go and do it now."

Lu Bai slowly withdrew from the Dragon Roar Hall, preparing to carry out Zuo Lengchan's orders.

Zuo Lengchan watched Lu Bai retreat, his mind also began to relax, and he leaned back comfortably in his chair. Once the Mount Hua Sect was dealt with, the unification of the Five Great Sects would not be far off.

At this moment of extreme relaxation, Suddenly, A strange tremor ran through his heart.

He was very familiar with this feeling.

Extremely familiar.

It was this feeling that had allowed him to escape mortal danger many times.

Zuo Lengchan's eyes snapped open, and he turned his head slightly to the left.

Instantly, his face turned ashen, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

He saw, A blade, A gleaming long saber.

It was thrusting down from the roof beam on Zuo Lengchan's left side, The icy blade aimed directly at Zuo Lengchan's throat.

This strike came too suddenly!

It was too fast, leaving Zuo Lengchan no time to think.

He could only raise his left arm, slightly deflecting the trajectory of the blade.

Then, he rolled on the ground like a clumsy donkey. Although this was undignified and lacked the bearing of the Songshan Sect leader, it effectively avoided the fatal blow aimed at his throat.

The disciples guarding the sect heard the commotion and came to investigate. They only saw inside the Dragon Roar Hall.

Their usually stern and imposing sect leader had a face filled with anger and gloom. Most importantly, his left arm was bleeding, the blood flowing down his palm, to his fingers, and then dripping onto the bluestone floor.

There was another person in the Dragon Roar Hall at this moment, Someone who should not have been in this heavily guarded core area of the Songshan Sect, the Dragon Roar Hall.

This person was entirely clad in black.

Black clothes, black pants, black boots.

Black gloves on his hands.

His head and face were covered with a black cloth hood, revealing only a pair of eyes like daggers.

This nocturnal attire, appearing here, naturally meant he wasn't a guest.

What did he look like?

Who was he?

No one could see, No one knew.

His entire body was concealed in black, making it impossible to infer his identity from his outward appearance.

But for some reason, both of them felt that every inch of his body exuded danger.

Why would they have this feeling?

They would surely give you a disdainful look and ask, Are you blind?

Can't you see the blade in the black-clad man's hand is dripping blood?

You could tell at a glance that it was the sect leader's blood.

The sect leader, who was a master of martial arts, was injured. Wasn't that dangerous?

And so, These two idiots very smartly turned and ran...

Zuo Lengchan's mouth twitched at the actions of these two. He had originally seen people enter and wanted them to stall the black-clothed man while he went out to call for reinforcements, but they ran away so quickly.

It wasn't that Zuo Lengchan wanted to flee, but he never expected that someone would attempt to assassinate him right in the Songshan Sect's headquarters.

This was why he never kept his weapons in the Dragon Roar Hall.

"Bold villain! How dare you sneak into my Songshan Sect to attempt an assassination! I will skin you alive and tear out your tendons."

Zuo Lengchan clutched his bleeding left arm. If he hadn't had a sudden premonition and shifted his body, this masked person would have run a sword through his throat, and he would have died completely on the chair.

Zuo Lengchan was extremely angry. He hadn't been injured in years. Today, this masked man made him feel the long-lost sensation of facing death.

He quickly pressed pressure points on the wound to stop the bleeding and began to fight the masked man bare-handed.

This black-clothed masked man was Wang Ming.

Wang Ming had stayed at the Mount Hua Sect for over ten years. People are not made of grass and wood; no matter what, there are still emotions.

The greatest crisis facing the Mount Hua Sect currently was the Songshan Sect. Zuo Lengchan was an ambitious and ruthless figure, determined to merge the Five Peaks into one and surpass Wudang and Shaolin.

In terms of strength, Wang Ming greatly admired Zuo Lengchan's talent, especially his creation of the "Ice True Qi" and his integration of the "Mount Song Swordplay." Everyone in the world of Smiling, Proud Wanderer was living off the legacy of their ancestors, but only he was innovating.

However, strategically, Wang Ming held him in contempt.

A peacefully merged Five Peaks would indeed be the most powerful force in the jianghu, forcing Shaolin, Wudang, and the Sun Moon Holy Cult to avoid direct confrontation.

But!

Zuo Lengchan had gotten things backward.

What was the most important thing for the Five Peaks Sect?

Experts!

If others were unwilling to merge, he first killed Liu Zhengfeng, the second-in-command of the Hengshan Sect, then killed the three Ding abbesses of the Hengshan Sect, and then arranged for someone to kill Yue Buqun and his wife...

If this series of brilliant maneuvers was successfully completed, merging the sects would be no problem.

But was it meaningful?

Martial arts manuals? The martial arts of the other four peaks were inferior to those of Songshan.

People? The disciples from the other four peaks who were reluctantly merged were not as good as recruiting new disciples. Those cultivated by oneself would at least have trustworthy loyalty.

What use were the disciples of the other four peaks, who lacked experts?

And territory. The distances between the Five Peaks were not short! Managing them in ancient times with inconvenient transportation would be a problem.

In short, in Wang Ming's eyes, this was an idiotic move.

The reason he came to find trouble with Zuo Lengchan

was precisely because he was too restless!

Originally, everyone could have just stayed in their own little corner and lived their lives peacefully.

But Zuo Lengchan insisted on stirring up trouble!

His stirring up trouble didn't really affect Wang Ming.

However, it was a threat to the Mount Hua Sect!

It was a disaster for the disciples of Mount Hua.

It was like a Sword of Damocles hanging over Yue Buqun's head!

Yue Buqun had treated Wang Ming quite well, and he couldn't repay that kindness.

Wang Ming felt a bit guilty.

Zuo Lengchan's strength was immense. Even if Wang Ming assassinated Zuo Lengchan at this moment, he would be taking a huge risk.

Wang Ming looked at Zuo Lengchan in the crowd and thought to himself, "Master! My abilities are limited. The most I can do is deal with Zuo Lengchan. If you still fail after that, you can't blame me."