"Report to the Head of the Family, Venerable Supreme of the Flame Dragon Group, Venerable Li Tianchong of the Li Family, Jiang Chen, Head of the Jiang Family of Jincheng, and Mr. Yan Hu of the Jiang Family's protection detail have arrived."

Cha Long quietly instructed the middle-aged man.

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man was startled, respectfully clenched his fist towards Jiang Chen and his group in greeting, and quickly turned to stride toward the palace opposite the Martial Arts Arena.

"Please." Cha Long gestured slightly to the path beside the Martial Arts Arena, leading the way again.

"Who is Jiang Chen?" Suddenly, a shout rang out.

The group stopped and looked toward the Martial Arts Arena.

A young man in his twenties was striding toward them, his face bearing a defiant expression.

"Leng Ming, what are you doing?" Cha Long looked at the young man, his brow slightly furrowing.

"Third Great Uncle, I heard that two generations of our subordinated family heads of the Huangluo Clan died at the hands of someone named Jiang Chen, yet you treat him as an honored guest. Why is that? Are we of the Huangluo Clan too cowardly to avenge our vassal family heads' deaths?" the young man asked angrily as he approached the group.

"Leng Ming, don't cause a scene here; things are not as simple as you think!" Cha Long frowned at the young man and spoke in a stern voice.

The young man paid no more attention to Cha Long, instead staring directly at Jiang Chen and said coldly, "I am the eldest grandson of the mainline of the Huangluo Clan, Huangluo Leng Ming. You're Jiang Chen, right? Regardless of the reason, since you dared to kill two generations of our subordinate family heads, you must pay the price!"

"Leng Ming, that's enough!" Cha Long called out in a deep tone.

"Third Great Uncle, I command you to shut up in my capacity as the eldest grandson of the mainline!" Leng Ming suddenly turned to glare at Cha Long, his voice firm.

Cha Long's expression changed, and his tone softened, "Leng Ming, the situation is not what you think..."

"Do you think the command of the mainline's eldest grandson doesn't apply to you?" Leng Ming's face darkened, and he spoke coldly.

Cha Long instantly closed his mouth, his gaze apologetic as he looked at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen was slightly taken aback; Cha Long was a Martial Artist in the Middle Venerable Realm, often referred to as an elder ancestor, and yet, he was being silenced by this young man in the Semi Venerable Realm?

Was the status of the mainline's eldest grandson so powerful?

"The Huangluo Clan, with its lineage passed down since ancient times, values status and identity the most in all of Flame Dragon. As the mainline's eldest grandson, it signifies he is the third most important figure in the family, ranking even above the former family head!"

The Supreme of the Flame Dragon Group spoke softly, "Besides, Cha Long was formerly the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard Army, not a senior relative of this youngster, so he absolutely cannot defy his commands."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, then casually looked at Leng Ming, "I am Jiang Chen."

"You killed the head of our Huangluo Clan's subordinate family; you must face the consequences! I won't make it difficult for you, just defeat our Reversed Eight Banners Formation, and I will drop the matter. How about it?" Leng Ming stared straight into Jiang Chen's eyes.

Cha Long was slightly startled, then chuckled and relaxed.

"The Eight-Headed Formation?" Jiang Chen furrowed his brow, "Does this formation have something to do with the Eight-Headed Serpent?"

"No!" Cha Long knew Jiang Chen had misunderstood and quietly explained, "It's the Eight Banners Formation, not related to the 'Eight-Headed' of the Eight-Headed Serpent!"

"Oh, I see!"

Jiang Chen came to his senses, having been continuously battling the Soul Clone of the Eight-Headed Serpent; upon hearing the word "eight", his first reaction was the Eight-Headed Serpent.

"Is this Eight Banners Formation set up by you?" Jiang Chen glanced over the people in the Martial Arts Arena.

"Yes! It is formed by the sixteen of us—the Reversed Eight Banners Formation!"

Leng Ming nodded, speaking with an arrogant face, "If you can break through our formation and defeat us, I, Leng Ming, will not pursue the matter with the Medicine King Family. However, if you lose, I want you to personally go to the ancestral hall of the Medicine King Family to kneel and apologize, and furthermore, to remain with the Medicine King Family for life!"

"You pursue the matter? Even if you did, what of it?" Jiang Chen retorted with a cold laugh.

Leng Ming's expression turned chilly as he said in a deep voice, "What of it? If I pursue it, even if you're a member of the Flame Dragon Group, you will not escape death!"

"What an arrogant tone!" The Supreme Long Huang's face changed as he barked coldly, "The Huangluo Clan is truly getting more and more audacious! Boy, do you mean to say that if you so wish, my Flame Dragon Group's people are at your whim to kill?"

"Supreme Long Huang, please calm your anger. Young Master Ming is simply making an analogy; he didn't mean it that way!" Cha Long hurriedly interjected, trying to clarify while giving Leng Ming a meaningful look.

Caught off guard, Leng Ming glanced at the Supreme Long Huang with surprise, feeling some doubt in his heart, and cast a side glance at Leng'ao not far away.

Leng'ao, sensing Leng Ming's gaze, turned his head away, not meeting Leng Ming's eyes.

Leng Ming's brows furrowed, suspecting something.

But he didn't want to weaken his own momentum and, looking proudly towards the Supreme Long Huang, he continued, "So what if you're from the Flame Dragon Group? Can you just casually go around hitting and killing the heads of two generations of our Huangluo Clan's affiliated family?"

He put the Supreme Long Huang on the spot with that remark, and then turned to Jiang Chen with a scoff, "Jiang Chen, aren't you the Head of the Jiang Family of Jincheng? As the head of a family, don't you have the guts to fight one battle? You truly bring shame to the Jiang Family!"

"Young Master Ming, this situation..." Cha Long attempted to speak again, urgently trying to clarify.

"Very well! I shall see for myself what's so special about your Huangluo Clan's so-called Reversed Eight Banners Formation!" A flash of anger passed through Jiang Chen's eyes, resolved to give Leng Ming a good lesson for his arrogance!

"Good! I'm glad you've agreed!" Delighted with the response, Leng Ming quickly confirmed the arrangement.

Although he had noticed something amiss, Leng Ming didn't think much of it.

Since Jiang Chen had killed the heads of two generations of their affiliated family, Leng Ming, as the direct heir of the Huangluo Clan, felt it his duty to seek justice for the Medicine King Family.

In doing so, he could also enhance his stature within the family.

The reason why they chose to use the Reversed Eight Banners Formation instead of facing him alone was that Leng'ao had told Leng Ming about Jiang Chen once slaying a Martial Artist at the peak of the Semi Venerable Venerable Realm.

Leng Ming was aware of his own limitations; being only in the middle of the Semi Venerable Venerable Realm, he was not yet on par with a peak Realm Martial Artist.

He purposefully pointed out that the formation was being laid out by individuals on the arena, aiming to provoke Jiang Chen into underestimating them. Aside from a few like Cha Long, the strongest amongst the people on the arena were merely at the peak of the Semi Venerable Venerable Realm; Leng Ming's provocation was meant to entice Jiang Chen to accept the challenge!

Jiang Chen responded with an indifferent smile, his voice cold, "Call out the people you want to set up the formation."

"Mr. Jiang, this..."

Cha Long, looking anxious, quickly turned to Jiang Chen, truly not wanting Leng Ming to become hostile with Jiang Chen.

"Mr. Cha Long, don't worry, I won't go so far as to use deadly force!" Jiang Chen replied calmly, "Since he has insulted my Jiang Family, I must indeed make him face the consequences."

"Brothers, here we have a young man challenging the dignity of our Huangluo Clan, wanting to take on our Reversed Eight Banners Formation alone. Can we tolerate this?" Leng Ming turned to look at the people on the plaza and shouted loudly.

Cha Long and the Supreme Long Huang frowned, while a cold smirk curled on Jiang Chen's lips.

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