Swish, swish, swish…0

Thirty-two Yuanfu realm experts flew out of Zhao Clan's mansion. Their auras shocked heaven and earth and broke the white clouds in the sky into pieces. They instantly surrounded Chen Fan and the others, cold killing intent emanating from every one of them.0

Countless people’s teeth chattered in the face of this formation.0

While Watermoon City had its share of Yuanfu realm experts, witnessing such a concentrated assembly of them, all poised for bloodshed, was unprecedented. The combination of the formation and the palpable killing intent caused some faint-hearted individuals to collapse, and a few even succumbed to fear-induced deaths, vomiting green bile.0

“Patriarch Zhao, Patriarch Zheng, we have nothing to do with this. We’re only here to watch the City Clash Convention.”0

“That’s right, please don’t...0