In reality, this sword immortal was nowhere near as handsome as He Lu. However, this was more than made up for by the fact that he was an extraordinarily destructive and deadly sword immortal.0

The cultivators in the dragon palace all felt nervous and fearful at this moment, becoming very paranoid and feeling as if the speech and actions of this sword immortal in white all carried profound meaning pertaining to Dao. This young sword immortal...0

Chen Ping'an turned to the white-haired old man who had already formulated a speech in his mind and suggested, "It's best for you to keep your mouth shut."0

A streak of green sword light suddenly materialized in mid-air, causing the white-haired old man's expression to change drastically. He stomped his foot and shook his sleeves, immediately transforming into an origami glede that was as large as a palm as he started to flee.0

The green flying sword dashed after the origami glede like an inseparable shadow.0

The snow-white origami glede fled in a very purposeful manner, and after one of its wings was stabbed by the flying sword as it attempted to soar out the main entrance of the palace, it started to fly over the banquet tables in the hall, using the falling Qi refiners and the glasses and bowls on the tables as obstacles to slow down the flying sword. 0

The origami glede was like a nimble sparrow navigating around branches and flowers as it continued to fly through extremely narrow gaps in a very precarious manner. The Qi refiners became pale with fright, yet they didn't dare to unleash abuse at the old man in front of City Lore Ye Han and the cultivators of Yellow Axe City. They felt aggrieved and stifled, and they harbored intense fury and resentment toward the old man, hoping that he could die sooner rather than later.0

Chen Ping'an turned his attention to He Lu and said, "This is my last reminder to you to pull out the sword."0

He Lu remained silent, but the veins on his hand that was gripping the bamboo flute were already bulging.0

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