The World Association.
Dugu Yifang, the lord of Peerless City, arrived at the World Association with his son Dugu Ming and several Heaven-Man Realm subordinates.
He knew that the World Association had sent all its other experts away, leaving only Xiong Ba. Even if Xiong Ba dared to attack and he could not win, he was confident he could retreat unscathed.
He believed Xiong Ba would not dare attack now. Besides, Xiong Ba had to cooperate with Peerless City, or he would stand no chance against the Sun Moon Holy Cult.
Xiong Ba had sent men to attack the Sun Moon Holy Cult's subordinate forces. The Sun Moon Holy Cult would never let that rest.
Even the Azure Dragon Society, once hailed as the greatest hidden sect under heaven, had fallen apart. Was the World Association not worried about following in its footsteps?
Dugu Yifang lifted the carriage curtain and looked at Xiong Ba. "Association Chief Xiong, we finally meet."
So this was Xiong Ba? The expert who defeated the Northern Drinking Saber, Nie Renwang, years ago, then vanished.
Everyone had thought he had retired from the Jianghu. Who could have imagined he had quietly established a gang in such a small city and named it the World Association? That name also revealed his ambition.
Xiong Ba looked at Dugu Yifang, his face wreathed in smiles. "Dugu City Lord, it has been a long time."
Both their forces had previously kept a low profile in the Jianghu, remaining partly secluded.
The World Association had stayed holed up in a small area. All these years, Xiong Ba had been trying to combine his master, the Three Absolutes Old Man's, three supreme arts of fist, palm, and leg into an even more powerful divine skill.
During that time, he had also taught