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More than an hour later, Jiang Chen and his companions finally arrived at their destination. The Sword Immortal Ruins were nestled within a towering cliff. At this moment, beneath the cliff, at least a hundred people had gathered, divided into their respective factions, each standing their ground and arguing fiercely over the ruins.
Jiang Chen looked up at the cliff, which soared several hundred meters high, covered in vines and greenery. He noticed a cave entrance about one hundred fifty meters above the ground, where the Sword Immortal Ruins were hidden.
Jiang Chen did not rush in; if he entered the Sword Immortal Ruins directly now, these people would likely swarm in after him. He planned to first intimidate the crowd, making them aware of his strength, so that when he did enter the ruins, he could avoid chaos and trouble.
To scare the crowd, Jiang Chen needed a target to demonstrate his power. But among these Hidden Sect members, who would be suitable to serve as the sacrificial lamb?
As he pondered this, a commotion suddenly arose from a nearby thicket. A group of experts was rushing through the trees—these were members of Tianlang Palace. Their speed was slightly slower than Jiang Chen and his companions.
The arrival of Tianlang Palace immediately drew attention.
"The people from Tianlang Palace are here! They've sent Shangguan Shaogong this time. I've heard he's quite domineering; they must be planning to take a hard stance."
"If Tianlang Palace is going to be aggressive, they better ask if the other sects present agree to it. No one is going to let them monopolize the Sword Immortal Ruins."
"Exactly! Even if Tianlang Palace is powerful, they can't provoke everyone's anger."
Upon seeing Tianlang Palace's members, the crowd began to murmur among themselves. It was clear that Tianlang Palace had a formidable reputation; just moments ago when members of Shen Xue Men arrived, everyone merely glanced at them without much concern.
Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile faintly at the sight of Tianlang Palace's people.
As Shangguan Yuan appeared, he naturally took the best position available. With Shangguan Shaogong leading the charge this time, nearly all the elders of Tianlang Palace had come along.
"Step aside!" shouted a group of Tianlang Palace members as they cleared out those nearby.
The surrounding crowd dared not voice their anger.
Shangguan Yuan stood on a rock, surveying those around him with a disdainful gaze.
"This Sword Immortal Ruins is something we at Tianlang Palace must have. If anyone has objections, step forward," Shangguan Yuan sneered.
His words stirred up a wave of dissent.
"I oppose it," someone shouted boldly. Although Tianlang Palace was powerful, this was clearly an act that could provoke widespread anger, so there were those willing to stand against it.
"I oppose it too," another voice joined in.
As several people took the lead, the crowd erupted in opposition.
"What does it matter if you oppose us? Whatever we at Tianlang Palace desire, we will obtain. Anyone who thinks they can stand against Tianlang Palace, step forward," Shangguan Yuan said once more.
Seeing the insincere smile on Shangguan Yuan's face, no one dared to step forward for a moment.
Jiang Chen watched coldly from the sidelines; it was not yet time for him to act.
"Young Master Shangguan, your words are rather overbearing. The Sword Immortal Ruins were discovered during the last training expedition of our four sects—Linyuan Pavilion, Fengxiang Temple, Nine Dragon Valley, and Shen Xue Men—in Qinling. This has nothing to do with you or any other sect. It’s unreasonable for all of you to come here," an elder from Linyuan Pavilion stepped forward and spoke with a solemn expression.
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