Talks Break Down

However, the moment Master Dehua and Mu Bai began to speak, the entire scene fell silent.

Everyone held their breath, afraid to miss a single word.

Because from their conversation, everyone clearly felt that Master Dehua, one of the four Grandmasters of Great Yan, was not speaking to Mu Bai with a condescending tone, as if addressing a junior.

On the contrary, every word he spoke revealed respect for Mu Bai, as if he were conversing as an equal with a super-expert of comparable strength.

The silence lasted for a while before the people present began to come back to their senses.

The people from the Carefree Prince's Estate had just experienced an emotional rollercoaster.

Initially, they had felt despair at Master Dehua's appearance, as if their entire world was about to collapse.

But now, the situation had taken a dramatic turn.

The butler, Old Zhou, was so excited he almost cried. His eyes were moist, and his voice trembled with emotion, "The Young Master is a Grandmaster of Martial Arts! This is truly a miracle!" His words were filled with disbelief and ecstatic joy.

The guard captain, Xiao Lie, gripped the long saber at his waist tightly. His previously lowered head shot up, his chest puffed out straight, and all traces of despair had vanished.

In its place was an indescribable sense of pride and excitement.

After all, the fact that the Young Master was a Grandmaster of Martial Arts was too unexpected. In this situation, with Master Dehua being held back, the number of Houtian Grandmasters was two against two, putting them on equal footing.

However, the Langya Family's mindset was much more troubled.

The faces of the two leading burly men were as dark as if water could drip from them. They stared intently at Mu Bai, their hearts filled with unwillingness and shock.

They had already felt victory was within their grasp upon seeing Master Dehua appear, but they never expected the Carefree Prince's Young Master to show up midway.

And judging by the situation, this Young Master's strength was also that of a Grandmaster of Martial Arts!

"He's just a brat who hasn't even grown out of his diapers. Master Dehua has been famous for decades, how could he lose to him!"

Despite feeling uneasy, the two burly men forcefully suppressed their emotions and whispered words of encouragement to themselves.

However, their eyes involuntarily revealed a hint of worry.

After all, this seemingly assured victory had now become full of uncertainty because of this Young Master who had suddenly appeared.

Master Dehua gazed at Mu Bai, a complex glint flashing deep within his eyes. He spoke slowly, "Benefactor, this old monk truly has no intention of being your enemy. However, the scope of this incident is extremely broad, and this old monk is also acting under duress."

Upon hearing this, Mu Bai's brows furrowed slightly. His expression turned solemn as he said sternly, "I don't care who is plotting behind the scenes. Anyone who dares to harm my Carefree Prince's Estate, or even attempt to lay a hand on my father, will have to get past me first!"

"Master, if you insist on this path, then do not blame me for being impolite!" Mu Bai's voice grew colder, revealing an unyielding resolve.

Seeing this, Master Dehua sighed and earnestly advised, "Benefactor, do you know what kind of powerful force you are facing?"

"Their influence is far more complex than you can imagine," Master Dehua shook his head and continued, "This old monk advises you not to get involved in this quagmire, lest you face utter destruction and eternal damnation."

"As long as you are willing to stop, this old monk can guarantee that your father will be safe and sound. How about that?" Master Dehua looked at Mu Bai earnestly, as if hoping he would heed his advice.

However, Mu Bai let out a cold laugh and responded fearlessly, "What if it leads to eternal damnation?"

"This is my home, my father. How can I stand by and watch him be bullied without doing anything?" Mu Bai's voice grew more impassioned.

"Today, no matter who it is, if they dare to touch a single hair on my father's head, I will make them pay a heavy price!" Mu Bai's words were resounding and powerful.

"Amitabha!" Master Dehua clasped his hands together, his expression grave. "Benefactor Mu Bai, this old monk's proposal is entirely for your own good."

"If this is not done, I fear the entire Carefree Prince's Estate will face a great crisis, and countless people will die because of it."

"And my suggestion is the best way to avoid this disaster."

However, Mu Bai did not respond to Master Dehua's words. He simply extended his right hand and slowly gripped the hilt of the Qinglin Sword at his waist.

As he moved, the Qinglin Sword let out a crisp ringing sound, as if responding to its master's call.

When Mu Bai fully drew the Qinglin Sword, a cold green light flashed between the blade and the scabbard, like lightning streaking through the air.

This green light intertwined with the dazzling sunlight, creating a mesmerizing spectacle.

The light reflected from the tip of the sword was exceptionally blinding, making it almost impossible to look at directly.

"Since we cannot reach an agreement, then we can only resolve this matter with force."

Mu Bai's voice was cold and resolute. "I will use my sword to make you understand my determination!"

"Master, please!"

Before Mu Bai could finish speaking, the aura around Master Dehua on the opposite side underwent a drastic change.

He slowly began to form hand seals, and the Dragon Elephant Divine Skill within him surged like a raging tide.

Master Dehua's kasaya fluttered as if blown by a strong wind, revealing the dark golden monk's robe beneath.

This robe was embroidered with exquisite dragon and elephant patterns. As Master Dehua channeled his energy, these patterns seemed to come alive, and faint sounds of dragon roars and elephant trumpets could be heard.

The pressure of the ninth level of the "Dragon Elephant Divine Skill" swept out like an overwhelming tidal wave.

The flagstones on the ground creaked under the impact of this powerful force, as if they would shatter at any moment.

The surrounding dust was also stirred up by this momentum, forming a hazy cloud of dust that obscured the sky.

"Since that is the case, this old monk shall use the Martial Dao to learn your high skills!"

Master Dehua shouted, his figure flashing like a phantom. He instantly closed in on Mu Bai, his palms striking towards Mu Bai with the force of thunder.