The Truth of What Happened Back Then

Xie Xie gripped the Light Dragon Dagger, his figure blurring like an illusion as he flickered through the night like a roaming dragon. His eyes were icy, poised to strike.

Yue Zhengyu unleashed Sacred Light. A pair of pure white six wings slowly spread behind him, golden radiance cascading down as though a deity had descended—holy and imposing.

Xu Xiaoyan, Ye Xinglan, Hu Meier, and Wu Si Duo also released their Soul Power. For a moment, rings of different colors intertwined, their brilliant light illuminating the night sky, as if a climactic confrontation were about to erupt.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, Yuan En Zhentian showed no panic. Instead, he calmly swept his gaze over the crowd, his expression as composed as ever.

"Young people, you are quite impressive. But Yuan En carries the bloodline of my Yuanen Family. Where she goes should not be decided by outsiders," he said slowly, his voice steady and authoritative.

"I'm afraid you won't be taking her away!"

At that moment, a dazzling ray of light suddenly tore through the air from afar, like a meteor beneath the night sky, descending straight onto the battlefield.

Everyone's emotions were affected at that instant, without exception.

This was no ordinary light. It was a sword!

It was a sword without an edge, yet it exuded an extraordinarily strange aura. It seemed capable of directly affecting one's emotions, causing subtle ripples in the heart without one even realizing it.

The light flickered, and a figure slowly emerged. His robes fluttered in the wind, his demeanor refined, and a gentle smile rested on his lips. Yet his aura made everyone present instinctively straighten in respect.

The deputy master of the Tang Sect's Douluo Hall—Amorous Douluo, Zang Xin!

"Now then, old man, how do you still plan