Li Shengjie wrote down the situation on paper—"Father, that man has a bodyguard who wields a black blade, immensely powerful, incapacitating everyone I brought along.

I just got word that he has gone to our black market."

"Hmph, I don't care who he is or how strong his bodyguard is. To harm my son and then swagger around, he's truly asking for death.

Today, even if the War God King himself came, he couldn't save him.

I'll personally go meet him and kill this kid."

Li Changshou, as an elder of the clan, has terrifying strength.

Among the people in Longcheng, he's considered the strongest, absolutely at King Level.

"Father, just a mere mortal, why should you personally take action? Leave this to me; I will avenge my younger brother."

The speaker was a man in his thirties, whose power should be considerably stronger than the Unparalleled War God, Chen Ping'an.

"You?"

Li Changshou thought for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, you go ahead."

...

Xiao Chen wandered about the black market, utterly shocked.

He didn't expect that they would dare to trade even protected animals here.

He used his phone to capture everything, intending to use it as evidence for future prosecution.

In his actions, martial prowess is only auxiliary; evidence is key.

"Alliance Hierarch, people from the Central Plains Ancient Clan seem to be making moves. Many have come and are surrounding us."

Ghost Blade, having issued his orders, had returned to Xiao Chen's side.

At this moment, he saw someone approaching them stealthily. Although these people were cautious, they couldn't deceive his eyes.

"Pay no mind to it."

Xiao Chen said calmly: "No matter how many come, we'll kill them all."

"Yes!"

Ghost Blade nodded, though Xiao Chen said not to worry, he still had to be cautious, lest negligence cause problems.

In the crowd afar.

Li Shengjie stared intensely at Xiao Chen, speechless but pointing at him with hatred.

Li Changshou said: "Father knows, just rest assured. We'll focus on surrounding him. Your brother has already gone over; with him there, all will be well."

At this moment, Li Shengjie's brother, with a longsword on his back, was swiftly moving toward Xiao Chen.

"Elder, is Young Master Shengjian capable?"

Someone asked worriedly.

Li Shengjie's brother was named Li Shengjian.

"Capable?"

Li Changshou laughed: "Do you know the Unparalleled War God, Chen Ping'an?"

"I know, very terrifying."

"But you don't know, my son is of the same age as Chen Ping'an, yet Chen Ping'an has never beaten my son even once."

Li Changshou spoke confidently.

"My Central Plains Ancient Clan originally ranks third among the six great ancient clans, just below the Yunmeng Ancient Clan and the Western Qin Ancient Clan.

Stronger than the other three clans.

My son, over thirty, is already a King Level expert, and his swordsmanship is executed with consummate skill.

A mere mortal, no matter how formidable, cannot be his match."

Li Changshou was evidently very confident in his eldest son, Li Shengjian.

"A bunch of fools, didn't you see he has a phone recording?"

By now, Li Shengjian was near Xiao Chen, shouting loudly.

Security in the black market only now noticed Xiao Chen.

When Xiao Chen entered, he deceived the guards with a magical trick, still managing to secretly record everything here.

However, Li Shengjian's keen sight truly was remarkable, spotting it instantly.

Xiao Chen looked toward Li Shengjian. The man stood there, like a drawn sharp sword, its edge seemingly capable of piercing one's soul.

The frightening aura was chilling.

The martial artists in the black market began to tremble.

"King! King Level swordsman!"

Someone exclaimed in shock.

Though Xiao Chen had seen quite a few kings already.

For most people, however, a king is exceedingly rare; they might never witness a duel between kings in their lifetime.

To become a king requires substantial resources and extraordinary talent.

Some only truly ascended to king status in their seventies or eighties.

For someone like Li Shengjie to achieve this before his mid-thirties is rare indeed, truly rare.

One can only say his talent and resources are tremendously frightening.

"Are you from the Central Plains Ancient Clan?"

Xiao Chen said calmly.

"Since you know, you should understand I've come to kill you."

Li Shengjian said coldly.

"Heh, you and your brother Li Shengjie are just frogs in a well, ignorant of the true situation."

Xiao Chen sneered.

"Hahaha, you truly believe yourself invincible? After crippling my brother, you dare to swagger through my Central Plains Ancient Clan's black market.

You truly are overestimating yourself if you think you can seize evidence of our law-breaking and target my Central Plains Ancient Clan.

But alas, you'll never have that chance."

Li Shengjian said.

"To deal with you, evidence is indeed needed, but I don't think I lack the opportunity. Once I issue the order, not just you, but your entire Central Plains Ancient Clan can be obliterated."

Xiao Chen said dismissively.

"Arrogant to the extreme, truly underestimating your limits."

Li Shengjian shouted: "I want to see how you will bring about the downfall of my Central Plains Ancient Clan today."

With that, Li Shengjian issued a palm strike.

He surprisingly didn't use his sword.

Obviously, he looked down on Xiao Chen.

But this palm was tremendously terrifying, like turbulent waves.

Boom!

Xiao Chen didn't act, Ghost Blade took action instead.

Ghost Blade also didn't draw his blade, delivering a palm to counter Li Shengjian's strike.

The booming sound echoed as both retreated three steps simultaneously.

"You must be his bodyguard, your strength is indeed commendable; to have killed my brother's bodyguards, you truly are impressive."

Li Shengjian glared at Ghost Blade coldly: "Yet even so, I can kill you with a single sword stroke, can you withstand it?"

Clang!

With those words, Li Shengjian's longsword was unsheathed.

The sword thrust toward Ghost Blade, shining with a cold light, enveloping a full ten square meters in sword glint, including Xiao Chen and Ghost Blade.

It seemed he'd used the sword technique of the Central Plains Ancient Clan.

People around fled in panic, fearing being affected by this sword.

But Ghost Blade stood stock-still, his face indifferent.

Afar, Li Changshou stroked his beard and laughed: "Good, Jian'er's sword has mastered our Central Plains Ancient Clan's Gale Sword Technique.

When I cultivated to this level, it took a full ten years.

Shengjian achieved it in just one year.

My son truly is a genius in swordsmanship.

Even if the War God King truly restores, we won't fear him, let alone killing him."

As he was speaking, Ghost Blade struck.

In the dim light, the black blade slashed out like an ethereal phantom.

Facing Li Shengjian's attack, Ghost Blade showed no fear or dread whatsoever.

After following Xiao Chen for so long, he had encountered too many experts.

Li Shengjian couldn't be considered the strongest.

At least this swordsmanship was all flair with no substance.

"Jian'er, be careful!"

Li Changshou sensed something amiss and suddenly shouted.

But by then, it was too late.

The black blade, like a ghost, struck, though not elaborate, yet highly effective.

This thrust penetrated Li Shengjian's heart directly.

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