The years flowed by, and the situation in the Mountain City was tumultuous beneath the surface.
The once flourishing Chen Clan, in the eyes of the emerging noble families, had become a piece of fat meat for the taking.
Among them, the Wei Family, gaining momentum for years, could no longer hold back.
On this day, the Wei Family dispatched their elite, armors and weapons lined up, besieging the ancestral home of the Chen Clan.
The Immortal Master of the Wei Family hovered mid-air, his gaze coldly overlooking the Chen clansmen below, his voice piercing through all directions:
"The foundation of the Chen Clan is rotten!"
"Those who are sensible, submit to my Wei Family, and you may yet linger on!"
The cultivators' spiritual pressure descended, and the ordinary Chen clansmen, mere mortal bodies, were instantly pressured into turmoil, trembling with fear.
Faces were full of terror, a turmoil ensued within the clan, the atmosphere of despair spread out.
In an instant.
