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As the sentence echoed.

A graceful woman floated forward from afar, hovering in the air before slowly descending to the ground. Her white hair was loose over her shoulder, her eyes, deep and icy beneath her veil, unreadable as they scanned Liu Zhide and Zhao Bojun.

Her dress was simple and devoid of luxury, yet it made her look ethereal, as if untouched by the mundane world.

She reached out with her jade hand.

The floating Dragon Smoke Sword gently hummed, “Hum—moving like a living being into her palm.

“Wang Longyan!”

The pupils of Liu Zhide and Zhao Bojun shrunk, both compulsively retreated a few steps, their eyes flickering with horror and fear. Countless years had passed, but Wang Longyan’s terrifying memory was still firmly imprinted in their minds.

It was her!

A city-shaking swordswoman, as dreamlike and magnificent as an immortal descended from the heavens.

It was her!

Undeterred by a three-to-one disadvantage, she fearlessly slaughtered a powerful ally they relied upon.

Fifty years have passed, and other than her hair turning snow white, she hasn’t changed much. Her gaze has only become more profound, her demeanour subdued, making her more elusive and unpredictable.

The members and heads of the Liu and Zhao clans looked on in tension and fear, stepping back slowly. However, despite this fear, many curious eyes stole glances at Wang Longyan.

This woman, known amongst the two families, was full of a mysterious aura. With her capabilities, she has sustained the Wang family until now, even the clan ancestors were in deep awe of her.

In contrast to the low morale of the Liu and Zhao clans.

The Wang family members were excited and overjoyed. The ancestor, Longyan had appeared. Let’s see if the Liu and Zhao clans still dare to act arrogantly?

Wang Shouzhe alone remained calm from beginning to end, as if everything was well under his control.

Nevertheless, Liu Zhide and Zhao Bojun, being people who have lived for over a hundred years, quickly recovered from their shock and fear.

Zhao Bojun took a deep breath, his eyes gradually concentrating, “Wang Longyan, aren’t you afraid of aggravating your injury by forcibly fighting with your Mysterious Energy?”

Indeed.

Everyone in Ping’an Town knows that Wang Longyan of the Wang family has been critically injured and has been barely holding on. Recently, there have been many speculations saying that she won’t live long.

Could it be that she is just putting up a strong front now?

Members of the Liu and Zhao Clan sighed in relief, their morale slowly recovering from the low point, and all eyes turned to their two ancestors.

Feeling the hopeful gaze of the clan members, Liu Zhide knew it was not the time to back down.

He stood tall, arms behind him, exhibiting a calmer demeanor, “Wang Longyan, I admit that you are remarkable. However, years of injury, even if it has not worn you down too much. In these fifty years, we have been cultivating day and night, our strength is no longer what it…”

“Try me.”

Without wasting words with him, Ancestor Longyan launched herself forward, raising her jade hand , the Dragon Smoke Sword hummed gently as it advanced towards Liu Zhide.

This attack, though seemingly ordinary, caused temperatures around her to plummet sharply in an instant as the sword was launched. Moisture condensed into dancing frost, quickly clustering around the Dragon Smoke Sword and forming a frost storm within a radius of several feet that enveloped Liu Zhide.

Liu Zhide’s pupils constricted, he exclaimed, “Mysterious Ice Sword Technique!”, then, terrified, he retreated.

The Top-Grade Swordsmanship ‘Mysterious Ice Sword Technique’ is a unique swordsmanship from Master Binglan’s lineage of the Purple Abode Academic Palace. It requires the practice of the ‘Mysterious Ice Jue’ cultivation method to be implemented effectively.

It is said that at its peak, everything within a hundred feet will be covered in frost once the sword is drawn, causing all things to perish.

However, Liu Zhide’s retreat was too late, the frost storm had already frozen him, slowing his movements considerably and the deadly Dragon Smoke Sword was silently aiming for his heart.

The sword was not yet there, but the Mysterious Ice Sword Energy had already arrived.

Feeling a sharp pain in his chest, Liu Zhide hurriedly flipped his palm, revealing a dark gold bowl in his hand.

A Spirit Level Purple Gold Bowl!

Holding the bowl in one hand, Liu Zhide forcefully stimulated the Mysterious Energy.

“Hum!—”

The Purple Gold Bowl started to vibrate at a high frequency, emitting a deep sound like that of morning and evening drums. Suspended in the air, it unleashed a radiant golden light which quickly solidified to form a semi-circular shield.

Everything seemed complicated but transpired in just an instant.

The Dragon Smoke Sword, wrapped in the frost storm, collided head-on with the golden shield of the Purple Gold Bowl.

“clang!”

A violent collision was heard, the frost danced in the sky. The golden shield caused ripples of energy but stood firm like a lone peak in the midst of a storm.

Only Liu Zhide, who was spiritually connected with the Purple Gold Bowl, took a portion of the impact and his face turned a little pale.

But in the end, he survived!

“Huh, the Purple Gold Bowl from Banruo Temple?”

Her sword had not done the devastating damage she intended.

Master Longyan exclaimed lightly in surprise, showing a slight bewilderment. But she instantly dismissed this idea and coldly said, “So it’s just a replica of a Spirit Instrument Level artifact, the real Purple Gold Bowl would not fall into your hands.”

There are various types of spirit instruments in the world. Master Longyan once possessed two spirit instruments, the Dragon Smoke Sword and the Turtle Scale Shield. However, both of these spirit instruments were original works made by master refiners using the unique attributes of the materials.

There are also some master refiners in the world who replicate famous and powerful magical treasures. Although the power and effectiveness of these replicas are far from reaching the level of the genuine treasure, they are more suitable for Spirit Platform Realm cultivators to use.

This Purple Gold Bowl was evidently a replica.

“Exactly.” Liu Zhide held the Purple Gold Bowl in his hand, and a proud smile appeared on his face, “This Purple Gold Bowl of mine is a defensive spirit instrument, how does it compare to your Dragon Smoke Sword and Turtle Scale Shield?”

He was proud, and naturally had a reason for his pride. A spirit instrument is worth tens of thousands of Qian Gold. Some of the lesser Rank 9 families simply can’t afford it. Even the more powerful families would consider themselves fortunate if they managed to accumulate enough wealth to acquire a spirit instrument over a long period of time.

The reason Master Longyan had two spirit instruments was because one of them, the “Dragon Smoke Sword,” was a creation from the peak period of the Wang family.

At that time, Old Ancestor Zhou Xuan was a powerful cultivator in the advanced stage of the Spirit Platform Realm. He had earned a lot of money and accumulated many valuable resources in the process of expanding his territory. He personally returned to Longzuo County Town and commissioned a master refiner to forge two spirit instruments.

The “Zhou Xuan Sword” is now enshrined in the ancestral hall as the focal point of the Wang family’s faith, and the “Dragon Smoke Sword” is Master Longyan’s main spirit weapon.

As for the Turtle Scale Shield, it was a gift from Master Binglan, Master Longyan’s mentor, when she was selected as a core disciple. Even for the Purple Abode Academic Palace, with its immense wealth and resources, spirit instruments are not casually given to disciples. It is evident that Master Binglan greatly valued Master Longyan, thinking she had a good chance of advancing to the Heavenly Human Realm.

During such a prosperous period, the Wang family could only forge two spirit instruments. For a Rank 9 family like the Liu Clan, which was far less prosperous than the Wang family had been, it wasn’t easy to acquire even one spirit instrument.

The Purple Gold Bowl was revealed.

Zhao Bojun and Master Meng, both revealed looks of envy and jealousy, as neither of them possessed spirit instruments.

It was rumored that the Gongsun Clan did have a spirit instrument, but that instrument was a Clan Suppression Treasure, and it wasn’t at the disposal of Master Meng.

At this moment, Liu Shengye, the head of the Liu Clan, was gloating over Zhao Jinxian, the head of the Zhao Clan: “Brother Jinxian, who said making money is useless?”

It was quite clear that even if this Purple Gold Bowl was not entirely acquired by Liu Shengye alone, he undoubtedly had contributed a lot to its acquisition.

Even Wang Shouzhe, was looking at him with newfound respect. Liu Shengye was indeed skilled at making money.

“Humph!” With a dissatisfied and envious snort from Zhao Jinxian, his attention shifted back to his son. Thankfully, the ruthless young girl had reined herself in after Master Longyan’s appearance and had stopped tormenting Zhao Dingteng.

With Zhao Dingteng’s robust constitution, enduring a bit of hardship and persisting was no big deal.

Just when Liu Clan members and Liu Zhide were feeling smug,

Master Longyan calmly said, “How good is its defensive ability? Let’s put it to the test.”

Immediately, she advanced again and thrust her sword.

This thrust was completely different from the first.

The moment she launched her attack, a thunderous roar erupted, followed by a torrential rainstorm. As snow fluttered in the sky, countless sword lights enveloped Liu Zhide.

Master Longyan seemed to have transformed into a goddess enveloped in snowfall, her robes swirling and a myriad of frost particles dancing around her. Again?

The smile on Liu Zhide’s face froze as he hurriedly summoned the “Purple Gold Bowl” again, turning it into a golden barrier to resist the attack.

“Clang, clang, clang…”

The flurry of sword lights raining down, exploded densely on the golden barrier like a heavy downpour, the splashing icy frost caused countless golden droplets to spray everywhere.

With the Purple Gold Bowl in his hand, Liu Zhide couldn’t withstand the unending onslaught, he kept retreating, barely managing to hold the barrier, looking terribly distressed. With a look of terror in his eyes, he yelled, “Brother Bojun, why aren’t you helping?”

He knew that if he let Master Longyan continue, once his Purple Gold Bowl’s defense was broken, what would he use to resist the Dragon Smoke Sword?

Zhao Bojun was also terrified. With Master Longyan’s might, had her injuries really healed? If they couldn’t suppress her together now, the repercussions would be endless.

Just as Zhao Bojun was about to move and join the fight,

Master Meng blocked his path and laughed heartily, “Brother Bojun, weren’t you looking for a spar with me? Come, come, let’s get to know each other better.”

With that,

Master Meng’s momentum swelled, and even his body seemed to enlarge. He threw a straight punch with no frills, unstoppable and unyielding. It was a display of absolute strength, with the demeanor of breaking all laws with a single punch.

“Gongsun Meng, you dare!”

Zhao Bojun roared in indignation, but he was forced into a fight with Gongsun Meng.

Boom, boom, boom!

Energy exploded, stones flew chaotically.

Four Old Ancestor-level figures, divided into two sides of the battlefield, fought fiercely. However, the battle between Zhao Bojun and Master Meng seemed evenly matched.

As for Longyan Old Ancestor and Liu Zhide, it was completely one-sided.

The fight between Spirit Platform Realm cultivators was massive and very dangerous. Therefore, Wang Shouzhe urged everyone to keep their distance. They simply couldn’t intervene in their battles.

The two major fights left Wang Shouzhe reeling, his eyes filled with longing. Spirit Platform Realm cultivators were truly too strong.

No wonder a clan with a Spirit Platform Realm Old Ancestor can continue to flourish. Without their protection, how can they resist the bullying of others?