CHAPTER 1807: CHAPTER 1809: XIAO CHEN ARRIVES AT THE CENTRAL PLAINS ANCIENT CLAN!

"How could it be!"

The scar-faced man suddenly stood up, losing all previous composure, and shouted, "What are you playing at? Such a big event happened, why didn’t you report it?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, and with a bitter smile said, "Everything happened too fast. I originally thought the War God King was seriously injured, and former King Yama War God Xiao Chen became a cripple.

It didn’t matter if the Central Plains Ancient Clan was active in Longcheng.

Who could have imagined everything happened so suddenly? First, the Blood Demon Palace was annihilated, and then the Central Plains Group.

I’m worried the next one to suffer will be our friends, the Central Plains Ancient Clan."

The scar-faced man pondered for a while and said, "This matter is of great importance. I must report upwards to ensure that after the Central Plains Ancient Clan is eliminated, we have more time to cultivate another partner."

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "There’s no need, right? Although I’m also worried, I’ve heard Li Xiaoyao has emerged from seclusion."

"Li Xiaoyao!"

The scar-faced man frowned, touching the burn scar on his face, and said, "He’s a devilishly powerful existence."

"Exactly, so no matter who’s targeting the Central Plains Ancient Clan, this time there will be no good outcome for them.

It’s like hitting a rock with an egg.

In this situation, things are back to the starting point. As long as the Central Plains Ancient Clan is fine, we should also be fine."

The middle-aged man said.

"Never underestimate the enemy!"

The scar-faced man shook his head and said, "I’ll contact the Hades Association and have them send someone to support Li Xiaoyao. If things are resolved, there’s no need to intervene.

If Li Xiaoyao loses, they can save Li Xiaoyao and eliminate those who went to attack him."

"Sounds good!"

With that, the conversation between the two ended.

The scar-faced man left his house and headed to the Hades Association’s office in the Capital City.

He dared not use the phone to make contact because it was too easy to expose, so for such important matters, he usually went in person.

However, little did he know that all the Hades Association’s strongholds in the country were already under surveillance.

His presence quickly attracted the attention of members of the Xiao Alliance and the Divine Dragon Guard.

Several days later.

Xiao Chen accompanied Jiang Meng on the balcony to watch the moon.

Tomorrow was the sixth day of the agreement. It would take nearly a full day to reach the Central Plains Ancient Clan, so they had to set off the next day.

These past few days, Xiao Chen had done nothing.

He just spent time with his wife and children.

The family was filled with joy.

He greatly enjoyed this feeling.

However, he also knew very well that what he needed to do was not complete, and he couldn’t indulge in pleasure like this forever.

The next day, he bid farewell to Jiang Meng and the others and set out for the Central Plains Ancient Clan.

That night, he only reached a small town at the foot of the Central Plains Ancient Clan’s mountain and stayed there.

"Tomorrow is the scheduled battle with the Central Plains Ancient Clan. Are you nervous?"

Xiao Chen asked Ghost Blade, who was standing beside him.

"A bit nervous, but more so excited."

Ghost Blade gripped his sword tightly, feeling his blood boil.

Annihilating the ancient clan would indeed be a major event, and he could imagine the terrifying and massive impact it would have if successful.

...

In the morning, the sky just began to lighten up.

The Central Plains Ancient Clan bathed in sunlight awakened from its ancient slumber.

This clan, which had continued for over a thousand years, had always been in seclusion and no country had ever dared to say they would destroy them.

Yet now, someone had said it.

The time was today.

Countless disciples of the Central Plains Ancient Clan gathered on the square, waiting for that mysterious challenger to arrive.

Besides the people of the Central Plains Ancient Clan, there were also people from other ancient clans.

This included Jiang Xiaobai and Jiang Wuyue.

They had come to persuade Li Xiaoyao, but unfortunately, failed to change his mind.

Li Xiaoyao’s attitude was very firm; this battle must be fought.

"That stubborn old ghost, he’s been in seclusion for a year, doesn’t know what’s happened outside.

The foolish things done by the Central Plains Ancient Clan aren’t his fault.

Why does he have to be so stubborn?"

Jiang Xiaobai was somewhat helpless.

"Dad, we’ve done our best. He won’t listen, and there’s nothing we can do. We can’t force him, and besides, we don’t have that ability."

Jiang Wuyue sighed and said.

Jiang Xiaobai knew he was the weakest among the clan leaders of the Six Great Ancient Clans.

Li Xiaoyao’s strength was at least in the top three.

More terrifying than the combined strength of Xuanming Elderly.

But Li Xiaoyao had to face the War God King, not just anyone else.

The people of the ancient clans naturally all supported their own clan.

Among those who came, aside from the awkward exception of Jiang Xiaobai, all others supported Li Xiaoyao, and no one supported Xiao Chen.

At this moment, the square was already crowded with people. Martial artists were lined up in two rows from the entrance of the Central Plains Ancient Clan, all the way to the square.

They were waiting for the one who had issued the challenge to annihilate the Central Plains Ancient Clan.

As for who the opponent was, it was no longer important.

What was important was that the dignity of the ancient clan had been challenged, which was absolutely unacceptable.

Li Xiaoyao stood on the square, in a long robe, looking more like a character out of a martial arts drama.

Although he was over a hundred years old, he looked only about forty.

He held a sword in his hand, eyes closed, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. This man, it seemed, had reached the realm of Unity of Heaven and Man.

Around the square, many hidden masters from the Dragon Country had also appeared.

Each arrival left everyone astounded.

These experts had only one purpose in coming here: to see exactly how strong Li Xiaoyao was.

As for that mysterious challenger, they did not take them seriously.

Regardless of who it was, defeating Li Xiaoyao wasn’t going to be easy.

Of course, these people had another purpose, which was to gain insights from this battle to break through their own shackles and reach a higher realm.

At that moment, Li Xiaoyao suddenly opened his eyes, shooting out a sharp gaze, like two sword beams that could pierce through an enemy’s body.

The people have arrived!

Three people!

Xiao Chen, Bai Qi, Ghost Blade!

At this moment, Xiao Chen wore a mask, the mask of the War God King.

Xiao Chen and Ghost Blade also wore masks, the mask of the War God King.

Xiao Chen’s purpose was clear, to make everyone understand that the War God King was not just one person, but a symbol, an eternal existence.

Anyone capable could be the War God King.

One War God King may fall, but thousands upon thousands more would rise.

"Pretentious!"

"Exactly, wearing a mask, afraid to show your true face?"

"That’s the mask of the War God King, could he be the War God King?"

"War God King! Impossible, wasn’t the War God King seriously injured?"

Seeing the three, countless martial artists muttered among themselves.

"Regardless of whether he’s the War God King or not, today he will leave his life here, thinking he can challenge Li Xiaoyao, who does he think he is?

Even the real War God King, if they came here, would die. I watched the Ice City battle, the War God King was strong, taking on many at once, terrifying.

But one on one, he’s no match for Li Xiaoyao, Li Xiaoyao’s swordsmanship is already divine."