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As the melodious bell rang, the entire Myriad Sword Pavilion was alarmed.

Disciples stopped their cultivation, the deacons stopped their steps, and the Elders came out of the cave. They all raised their heads in the air.

The alarm bell rang, and an honored guest came to visit.

Bell of the Myriad Sword Pavilion hadn’t rung for hundreds of years.

Nearly ten figures were standing in the air, their cold and powerful auras like dark clouds.

“Who’s here?”

“Who can alert the Frighten Dragon Bell?”

“The moment the bell rang, the guests shouldn’t be enemies, right?”

“However, from the looks of it, they don’t look like a visitor.”

Disciples whispered amongst themselves.

Elders looked at the Dragon Bell’s aura with a slightly solemn expression.

“This is…”

A moment later, a voice resounded across the island:

“The Supreme Dao Palace, Chen Yundao, and Master of the Shaolin Temple have come to pay their respects!”

Cloud Sword Island fell silent for a moment before a huge uproar ensued!

“Chen Yundao? And Master of the Shaolin Temple?”

“Heavens, the one who came, was actually an Emperor level expert? No wonder the Frighten Dragon Bell sounded!”

“He is the Sect Master of the Supreme Dao Palace and the Supreme Monk of the Shaolin Temple!”

“Two of the four Righteous Sects had descended!”

“Emperor-level experts would not show themselves so easily. Why would they suddenly visit the Myriad Sword Pavilion?”

……

Disciples were shocked as they discussed with each other.

Elders frowned, and their expressions grew increasingly solemn.

It was necessary for the sects to pay their respects to each other, but they didn’t receive any news.

Aside from them, the others also had a profound aura. Clearly, they were both Elders of the two sects!

They had ascended Cloud Sword Island with their strongest combat strength. Clearly, they had come with ill intentions!

Chen Yundao stood with his hands behind his back.

Although there was an empty sea below, his gaze pierced through the grand formation and swept across the entire Cloud Sword Island.

Beside him was a monk wearing a kasaya. His face was white and without any need, and his eyes were warm.

He looked like a middle-aged man, but his eyes were extremely ancient, as if he had seen through the world.

He was the Supreme Holy Monk, the Abbot of Shaolin Temple, and Master Mingyuan.

Looking at the calm sea, Mingyuan said softly, “Amitabha, is Daoist Chen mentally prepared?”

Chen Yundao glanced at him. “What does Master mean by that? This Lord is here to seek justice for his disciple. What other preparations does he need to make?”

Mingyuan shook his head and said, “This poor monk understands Daoist Chen’s meaning, but not everyone is reasonable. After all, she is Chu Lingchuan.”

The implication was clear.

Chu Lingchuan was not a reasonable person at all!

Chen Yundao nodded. “I know. That’s why I asked Master Mingyuan to be my witness. She’s also on the Righteous Path. How can she be so lawless?”

When the monk heard this, he refused to comment.

Chu Lingchuan, that woman… Although it could not be lawless, she could not be judged by common sense.

Chen Yundao waited for a while. Seeing that there was no response from below, he cleared his throat and said loudly, “Supreme Dao Palace Chen Yun…”

Before he could finish his sentence, the sea below suddenly moved.

Translucent grand formation dissipated, revealing a longsword-like island.

Following that, several figures rose into the air.

Green-robed woman in the lead had a valiant figure and bare feet. There was a hint of freedom and wildness between her eyes.

Chen Yundao and Mingyuan’s expressions immediately became serious.

Sword head, Chu Lingchuan!

Chu Lingchuan narrowed her eyes, “Chen Yundao if you don’t stay in the Flying Clouds Mountain, why are you crying out in the East Sea?”

Chen Yundao’s face turned green and white.

Before he could greet her, he choked by her.

Without waiting for him to speak, Chu Lingchuan looked at the Mingyuan, “Bald monk, why are you here? Last time, I chopped off your beard, and it still hasn’t grown after so many years?”

A ripple finally appeared in Master Mingyuan’s eyes. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

These words reminded him of a painful past.

When Chu Lingchuan challenged the eight sects with her sword, the first one she challenged was Shaolin Temple.

As the abbot of the temple, Master Mingyuan naturally could not dodge.

Two of them only exchanged one move.

It had always declared to the outside world that it was a draw.

The actual situation was that Chu Lingchuan swaggered off. Even though Master Mingyuan was not injured, his thick beard had disappeared.

This was also why he looked so young…

Only a few people knew about this. Now that she had spoken so loudly, even if he was an accomplished monk, his face still couldn’t remain expressionless.

“Amitabha. I haven’t seen you for so many years, but your personality is still fiery.”

Chu Lingchuan shook her head and said, “I haven’t seen you for so many years, yet you are still so annoying.”

……

Chen Yundao couldn’t hold it in any longer. He frowned and said, “Chief Chu, is this how the Myriad Sword Pavilion treats guests? This Lord and the Holy Monk came from a distance of thousands of miles, so should you be giving this treatment?”

Chu Lingchuan said indifferently, “Myriad Sword Pavilion is full of respect and righteousness. The honored guests are to be welcomed. But the problem is, who knew you are guests?”

Chen Yundao frowned even more. “What does Chief Chu mean by that?”

Chu Lingchuan coldly snorted, “You didn’t even send out a jade letter, directly bringing the Elder to my mountain gate… You’re not here to find fault, are you?”

Roar!

As soon as she finished speaking, several huge shadows flashed across the sea below, and a terrifying roar resounded throughout the Eastern Sea!

Sect Protector, Dreamy Cloud Whale!

Pupils of the Elders of Supreme Dao Palace and the Shaolin Temple constricted!

At the peak of the tribulation, there were still ten Demon Kings!

Coupled with the Elders behind Chu Lingchuan, the battle power of Myriad Sword Pavilion’s Emperor levels had already surpassed their two sects!

Chen Yundao’s expression did not change. He said, “If there’s nothing to do, I won’t go to the Myriad Sword Pavillion. Today, I do have something to look for, Chief Chu. To be more precise, I’m looking for Li Tiezhu.”

“Li Tiezhu?” Chu Lingchuan’s heart jumped, “Why are you looking for her?”

Chen Yundao looked left and right and shook his head. “Could it be that the sword head is here to chat?”

Chu Lingchuan pondered for a moment before turning around and flying towards the hall.

“Let them in.”

“Yes.”

Elders moved aside, and the Dream Cloud Whale quieted down.

Chen Yundao and Master Mingyuan looked at each other and followed behind.

……

Wind Frost Palace.

Atmosphere in the hall was extremely solemn.

Elders of the three sects stood far away, while Chen Yundao and Master Jingyuan sat in the upper position.

Chu Lingchuan raised her eyebrows and said, “Speak, why did you come to my Myriad Sword Pavilion, mobilizing so many people?”

Chen Yundao sized her up. “Is Chief Chu pretending to be stupid, or does she really not know?”

Chu Lingchuan said impatiently, “You still want to ask me? If you have something to say, don’t give me riddles.”

Chen Yundao’s eyes moved slightly.

It would appear that Chu Lingchuan truly did not know about this matter.

Could it be that Li Tiezhu and Yue Jianli hadn’t returned yet?

He cleared his throat. “The day before yesterday, my personal disciple, Feng Wanjiang, who was also the Chief of Sect, died while exploring the secret realm of the Eastern Sea! His soul jade plate shattered, and his body was already dead!”

Chu Lingchuan asked curiously, “Your disciple is dead. Why are you seeking me?”

Chen Yundao sneered, “Because the murderer is the personal disciple of sword head Chu, Sword God Body Li Tiezhu!”

“What?” Chu Lingchuan was stunned.