Chapter 5678

Perched atop the highest bookshelf, Chen Xuan held his breath, mimicking the tension radiating from the eleven formidable powerhouses gathered below. This was perhaps the most high-stakes confrontation Chen Xuan had witnessed since setting foot in the cultivation world. Even before the main players had fully emerged, the atmosphere was thick with the suffocating pressure of an impending storm—the silence before the onslaught felt far more terrifying than the violence itself. What made the situation even more nerve-wracking was the fact that the old monk who swept the floors was late. He had failed to appear for his usual routine at the appointed time. As the seconds ticked by, the air grew increasingly heavy and murderous.