The morning in Chengchuan City was still shrouded in a layer of mist. Following days of upheaval, the influence of the Hanchuan Sect had nearly collapsed, and the city's landscape was quietly shifting. Chen Haotian was now the true master of this city; whether the commercial giants in the open or the underground forces in the shadows, all held him in awe.
Yet, this brief peace was soon broken.
Uninvited Guests
A black commercial vehicle slowly drove into Chengchuan City. The car had no license plates, but its sleek and heavy body bespoke its extraordinary nature. Inside sat three men, all dressed in matching black martial uniforms, with stern faces, restrained auras, and a chilling intent to kill in their gazes.
"Chengchuan City. Is this that cultivator's territory?" asked a young man in the passenger seat, a tone of disdain in his voice.
"Yes. It is said that the Hanchuan Sect suffered a crushing defeat here. Don't underestimate them; a cultivator's methods are far beyond what any martial artist can compare to," the middle-aged man in the driver's seat warned in a deep voice.
"Hmph, they are just cultivators from some small backwater," an older man in the back row sneered and shook his head. "How could disciples of the Tianqing Sect fear mere cultivators?"
These three were envoys from the Tianqing Sect. The Tianqing Sect enjoyed a prestigious reputation in Tianqing City, not only dominating the Martial Cultivation World within the city but also commanding immense respect na…
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