Yun Xuan Returns

"Enough. Whatever you mean by falsely accusing Elder Nan, let me make this clear: we do not know this Nie Yun you speak of, nor are the Tianji Sword and Tianquan Sword here. Believe it or not as you please. But if you intend to oppose our Huayun Sect over this matter, you had best think it through! Though the Huayun Sect is no longer as glorious as it once was, we are not someone anyone can bully just because they want to!"

Seeing that Mi Hua seemed somewhat muddled, Elder Dong snorted, his voice carrying an aloof and commanding majesty.

Hearing this, the sect masters and Supreme Elders of the other sects exchanged glances, a trace of apprehension showing in each of their eyes.

Indeed, although the Huayun Sect had declined and its overall strength had suffered greatly, if they truly fought to the death, the eight sects surrounding them would likely lose at least half their forces. Such losses were not something they wished to see, even if they gained benefits afterward.

"Very well. Since Elder Dong is unwilling to admit it, I will not dwell on the matter!" Mi Hua took in everyone's expressions and sneered. "Our purpose in coming here today is simple. Agree to the three conditions, and everyone will be happy. Refuse, and we will settle it with our fists!"

After saying that, Mi Hua leaped into the middle of the great hall. "The Huayun Sect has always been renowned for its fist arts and Martial Dao intent, calling itself descendants of the God of War. I, Mi Hua, will set up an arena now. If any of you can defeat me, our eight sects will turn around and leave, never troubling you again. But if you lose, then hand over Nie Yun, the