Standing Before You Is the Master of the Taiqing Gate, an Elder of the Little Pill Tower, a Disciple of the Xiao Clan... Xiao Yan!

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"Hah, hah..." Han Chi panted heavily, like a fish that had spent hours baking on the shore before finally returning to the water. He breathed in the fresh air he had so long been denied, his expression gradually brightening with excitement.

"Well?"

Han Chi's expression changed, and he looked across at Hong Li with undisguised pride. "If you want to devour my Han Family down to the last scrap, you'll have to see whether the Taiqing Gate agrees."

"The Taiqing Gate?" Hong Li's expression stiffened, though bewilderment flickered across his face. He looked around, but the Hong Family disciples were all equally baffled.

"What mighty power is this Taiqing Gate? I've never heard of it..."

Meanwhile, the corner of Fei Tian's eye twitched violently. As he studied the figures looking down from high above, his expression gradually grew grave.

There were at least two among them whose cultivation he could not fathom.

The woman in the purple dress beside the young man at their head was especially troubling. Her alluring figure stirred desire, and a purple veil concealed her face, yet even he felt a faint, heart-pounding sense of danger from her.

"May I ask, do you intend to declare war on our Wind Lightning Pavilion?"

Fei Tian's expression darkened. He swept his sleeve and stared coldly at Xiao Yan's group.

If he backed down, the Wind Lightning Pavilion would lose every last shred of face. Whoever these visitors were, he had to defend its dignity. Besides... the Young Pavilion Master was right beside him. Even in the Central Plains, few dared provoke the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan behind Feng Qing'er. "Declare war? Heh..."

Xiao Yan chuckled. "Those words might carry some weight coming from Lei Lin. A lackey like you has no right to say them."

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