Blade light, Sword Qi, spear radiance, an uncountable torrent of Daoist Arts—within an instant, they swallowed Zhuang Gaoxian whole.
Then, in the very next instant, they were shattered by a single punch!
All that power gathered together, bursting into an enormous firework.
Zhuang Gaoxian fully displayed the might of a Current Era True Lord. Holding Han Xu's black longsword in his left hand, he coldly surveyed the group gathering before him amid the streaming lights scattered across the sky.
Every one of them was a familiar face.
It could be said that every expert in Yong Kingdom's court system who could be deployed at this time had been brought here.
No Mohist School experts had joined them. Presumably, if Mohist School experts appeared under such circumstances, it would give Yujing Mountain grounds to intervene.
"Han Xu, you truly are as timid as a rat. As a ruler, do you cherish your own life and take your state lightly?!" Zhuang Gaoxian slightly raised his chin, every inch the victor in his arrogance. "When did you send out the letters? Calling so many loyal ministers and valiant generals out of the country to receive you—aren't you afraid the state will become unstable and the situation turbulent?"
Han Xu slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and, surrounded by the Yong Kingdom crowd, gradually retreated. "You've won! I withdraw from this Taixu Assembly!"
With his hands behind his back, Zhuang Gaoxian hovered in the air, calmly watching this great mass of people as he weighed the possibility of killing Han Xu.
Though there were many Divine Presence cultivators before him, only Beigong Yu could truly be called troublesome, with Qi Maoxian being somewhat difficult as well. The rest of the Divine Presence cultivators were all worthless trash, useful for nothing