The next day, the first ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds.
In the central part of Jizhou, a natural chasm stretched for tens of thousands of miles, blocking everyone's path.
Dense rows of airships were docked in mid-air, waiting quietly.
In front, several major sects, led by Ziwei Sect, were currently looking across at the sects on the opposite bank.
Creak, creak—
Just then, an untimely sound came from behind.
An old, dilapidated small airship entered everyone's sight, and from time to time, the chattering curses from the ship could be heard.
"This broken ship, my grandma walks faster than it!"
"I can't take it anymore, one more shake and I'm going to throw up."
"Star Sect, that big scammer, actually gave us this pile of junk! Sooner or later, we'll tear down their sect!"
"After we go back, we'll build our own mothership. Bah, what a piece of junk!"
"Feng Qingyang, that old fellow, is really something else! We even allied with them, and he's so stingy!"
"Are we there yet? Why are there so many people?"
"Those in front, don't block the way, move aside quickly!"
Fang Yuan stood at the front of the deck, shouting forward with a large megaphone.
People from a dozen nearby sects turned their heads to look, their faces showing disdain, completely ignoring Fang Yuan.
"Wang Xiaojun, Li Yongxiao, give them a shot in front! Today, our Hua Xia Sect must be high-profile for once!"
"Received!"
Wang Xiaojun and Li Yongxiao enthusiastically carried two steel cannons and blasted wildly at the two airships in front.
Bang, bang—
The huge roar immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Where did these lunatics come from? Don't they know that fighting is forbidden before the North-South Hegemony Competition begins?!"
"Probably a small sect from some corner, with no manners at all."
"Are you looking for death by provoking us like this?!"
The people on the two airships in front all flew into the air, glaring at the players.
"Oh, so arrogant."
Fang Yuan sneered, pulled out a long saber from behind, and waved his hand: "Little ones, rob them!"
Thud—
Just then, Fang Yuan's head was inexplicably hit by a fist.
Fang Yuan's face showed anger, and he was about to turn around and fight the other party, but when he saw Chu Huaian behind him, his face instantly fell, and he said with a forced smile: "Xian Ge."
"Keep a low profile, don't cause trouble."
Chu Huaian said softly.
"Oh."
Fang Yuan's arrogant demeanor was immediately extinguished, and he retreated to the side, looking deflated.
The people from the two small sects in front thought Chu Huaian was backing down and cursed disdainfully: "A bunch of cowards, don't you open your dog eyes and see clearly, is this a place for you to act wildly?"
"A bunch of ignorant fools who haven't seen the world, you'd better go back to your small sects as soon as possible, lest you don't even know how you died."
Chu Huaian raised his eyelids, glanced at the other party indifferently, and murmured softly: "If you encounter people from these two sects later, beat them to death."
"Hehe, understood."
Fang Yuan and the others let out strange smiles, not arguing with the other party, just staring intently at them.
At the same time, above the sky, a celestial screen suddenly appeared, with countless virtual images crisscrossing, divided into tens of thousands of grids, slowly descending, and finally stopping in the center of the chasm.
Above the celestial screen, several large characters appeared: "Please enter, contestants from the Southern Region."
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, for a moment, the entire Southern Region immediately fell into a frenzy, and countless disciples swarmed into the arena.
After everyone had entered, Chu Huaian then flew up, leading all members of Hua Xia Sect to the front of the celestial screen.
It was at this moment that someone recognized his identity and let out a surprised cry: "It's Chu Huaian, he really came!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's gaze immediately turned towards them.
Those 31 sects who had grudges with Chu Huaian showed intense killing intent in their eyes and instinctively surrounded Chu Huaian.
"Hey, there's a good show to watch."
People from other surrounding sects all stepped aside, watching coldly.
Unlike the reactions of others, many players quickly clicked on the sect information and excitedly said: "Are these the enemy forces of our guild?"
Fang Yuan counted on his fingers in the void: "Not too many, not too few, exactly 31 sects."
"Xian Ge, the opponent has a lot of people, should we fight or not?"
Chu Heshan had already taken off his upper garment, exuding a powerful fighting spirit.
The others also pulled out their weapons and stood behind Chu Huaian.
Chu Huaian roughly scanned the area; there were more than ten Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, five of whom were Mid Nascent Soul Stage, and the Golden Core Stage cultivators were the most numerous, nearly three hundred people.
On Hua Xia Sect's side, there were more than thirty Golden Core Stage cultivators, and the remaining hundred-plus were Foundation Establishment Stage.
The number of people differed by more than tenfold, and in terms of high combat power, Hua Xia Sect was essentially crushed.
Suddenly, more than a dozen figures rushed to Chu Huaian's side.
"Senior Feng."
Chu Huaian greeted him politely.
Feng Qingyang nodded slightly and turned to look around.
"Feng Qingyang, if you want to stand up for Chu Huaian, have you considered the consequences for Star Sect?"
In front, the Sect Master of Falling Cloud Sect stared at Feng Qingyang, saying coldly.
Feng Qingyang cupped his hands and said to everyone: "Everyone, Xuantian Sect is already in the past. Now that Chu Huaian has also established his own sect, why don't we let go of our hatred and progress together?"
"Since you, Feng Qingyang, have come forward, then we will give you face. Let Chu Huaian come out and apologize, and swear to the heavens that he will no longer seek revenge, and we will no longer pursue past matters, how about it?"
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang looked at Chu Huaian, and seeing his expressionless face, he roughly guessed that Chu Huaian would not agree to apologize, and couldn't help but feel a headache.
"Senior Feng, please take the other elders and leave. It's fine for our Hua Xia Sect to resolve this matter."
Chu Huaian said softly.
"How will you resolve it?"
Feng Qingyang frowned slightly.
He was very displeased with Chu Huaian's attitude of not understanding the situation.
"Kill!"
Chu Huaian slowly uttered one word.
As soon as the word 'kill' came out, everyone's bodies stiffened, looking at Chu Huaian in disbelief.
"Facing death, you still dare to speak so arrogantly. Today, I will slay you, ignorant junior!"
Led by the Sect Master of Falling Cloud Sect, people from the other sects all unleashed their cultivation and collectively charged towards Chu Huaian.
"Wait!"
Just as both sides were on the verge of a confrontation, a figure suddenly descended from the sky, landing in the middle of the crowd.
Seeing the newcomer, everyone quickly bowed in salute: "We greet Sect Master Jing Yuan."
"Today, I will protect Chu Huaian. Whatever grievances you have, resolve them yourselves after the North-South Hegemony Competition ends. Do you have any objections?"
Jing Yuan said with his hands behind his back, his tone neither warm nor cold.
"We have no objections whatsoever."
Although everyone felt unwilling internally, they still respectfully obeyed the order.
"Since that's the case, everyone disperse."
"As you command."
A crisis was thus averted with the appearance of the Ziwei Sect Master.
"Thank you, Senior Jing Yuan."
Chu Huaian bowed in thanks.
Jing Yuan nodded slightly, sizing up Chu Huaian, "Not bad, you've recovered your cultivation so quickly. You must have endured a lot of hardship, right?"
Chu Huaian remained silent.
"Boring."
Jing Yuan murmured, then spoke again: "Aren't you going in to participate in the competition?"
Chu Huaian shook his head slightly and raised his eyelids to ask: "Where are Lin Ting and Yun Xiang?"
"They both went in. Are you sure you're not participating?"
"No, my disciples can represent me in the competition."
Chu Huaian showed a faint smile, his eyes full of confidence.
Hearing this, Jing Yuan looked at the group of people behind him.
Upon seeing them, he almost popped his eyeballs out, instantly losing his composure.
"Oh my goodness, what... what kind of monsters are these?!"