Everything was deathly silent. Only Long Chen’s voice echoed throughout the field. His domineering words were like a huge hammer that smashed into the core of people’s hearts.

Leaning on his broadsword which was stabbed into the ground, it was as if he were the only person in the world. Even as he just motionlessly stood there, his imposing manner caused people to be awed.

Suddenly he swung his sword, flinging the blood upon it off. In front of everyone’s gazes, he began to walk over to the fourth prince.

His broadsword dragged along the ground as he walked. Its terrifying weight left a deep scar on the ground. That soft sound as it cut across the ground sounded incredibly loud in people’s ears.

The fourth prince’s expression changed. His first reaction when Long Chen looked at him was terror. He felt as if a god of death had locked onto him.

“Go kill Long Chen.” At this moment, the white-robed man who hadn’t spoken up until this point put down his teacup. Thinking for a moment, he then added, “If you can’t kill him, you guys also don’t need to live anymore.”

Xia Youyu’s expression changed, but he didn’t dare retort. Coldly glancing at the fourth prince, he told the two people behind him, “Go.”

Long Chen was in the midst of walking forward when three people charged...