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Zhan Jianming stood at the very front of the high platform, his eyes equally burning as he watched the figures within the rosy glow.

His fervent gaze swept across Chen Qingru's face before finally turning toward the Canghai Sword Emperor on the other side.

His expression was calm, but flames fierce enough to devour people flickered in his eyes.

As for the Canghai Sword Emperor, he merely gazed down indifferently at the densely packed Sword Sect disciples below, showing no warmth whatsoever.

Rustle, rustle.

The Sword Pavilion elders descended one after another.

They landed in the foremost row of the high platform.

At their head, an elderly man with a grizzled beard raised his brows and lifted a hand. "Quiet!"

Whoosh!

The square, boisterous only a moment ago, fell silent in an instant.

It was not because everyone was particularly disciplined.

Rather, the old man possessed an imposing authority even without anger. His aura rippled outward, bringing immense pressure upon them all.

"I am Hong Wen of the Sword Pavilion's Law Enforcement Hall!"

His majestic, resounding voice echoed throughout the area.

"So he is Elder Hong Wen!" Chen Fan raised his brows as well.

Elder Hong Wen was the great figure in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall. Neither his strength nor seniority needed questioning; even someone like the Canghai Sword Emperor had to treat him respectfully.

"The reason you have been summoned here is likely already known to many of you. The Heaven-Penetrating Demon Gate and the Hate Heaven Demon Cult, the two great demon sects, have joined forces to establish a 'Demon Prison Gate' within the Jialan Kingdom on the Mulan Grassland, in the territory under our Sword Sect's jurisdiction!"

As soon as those words fell—

An uproar broke out once more.

Quite a few true disciples had