One had to wonder if this simply was the inevitable fate of high-level barbarians who set foot in the divine land.0

Years ago, He Lei had been caught in Gui Chen’s formation. Initially, he had held a slight advantage. But then, Zhao Changhe, who at the time was merely at the sixth or seventh layer of the Profound Gate Realm, had drawn his bow while claiming to be Wang Daozhong. Though the arrow had yet to be loosed, He Lei mistakenly believed he was being targeted by an expert ranked on the Ranking of Earth. The immense psychological pressure that followed restricted his movements, ultimately leading to his injury and forced retreat, setting the stage for his eventual demise.0

And now, history was repeating itself.0

Yue Hongling was a renowned hero of jianghu, and Vermillion Bird had arrived as an official envoy. It was perfectly natural for them to engage in combat with a barbarian leader upon encountering him. The Li Clan could not openly intervene in favor of the barbarians, or their painstaking efforts to distance themselves from them in the eyes of the people would be utterly undone.0

But Zhao Changhe could not draw his blade and join the battle. The moment his presence was exposed, it would be over—not only would Jiuyou inevitably make a move, but the Li Clan would also have every...0