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By ordering Li Yu to get lost and go to his fief, Li Chen had already given him one last chance. He could not be bothered to pursue what had happened before, so he said nothing more.

Behind him, tens of thousands of sword cultivators stood in orderly ranks, their sword qi soaring skyward as though it would tear the heavens apart.

The disciples of the Five Great Sword Sects wore their respective sect uniforms and held longswords, their expressions solemn.

Farther back stood hundreds of thousands of troops from the Heavenly Strategy Dynasty.

Iron armor formed a forest, spears stretched like a sea, banners snapped in the wind, and war drums shook the heavens.

The vast army marched out of Green Mound City like a giant dragon waking from slumber and slowly unfurling its body.

With every step, the earth trembled.

But as luck would have it, they encountered a Sea Clan ambush near a mountain forest along the way.

The ambushing force had prepared to attack the Third Prince, Li Yu. Under normal circumstances, its strength would have been more than enough to deal with the army he led. The Sea Clan had planned everything out.

Who could have known that Li Yu would not come, and Li Chen would come instead?

Around him were not only soldiers of the Heavenly Strategy Dynasty, but sword cultivators from all the major sects as well.

The ambushers were beaten senseless. They could not understand why this army's combat strength was so absurd.

The Sea Clan general leading them charged out and immediately froze in bewilderment. Hadn't the report said there would be no one at the saint realm? Not only did the enemy have them, there were three! Who the hell had supplied such bogus intelligence?

Battle cries shook the