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Tiny dust particles drifted down from the ceiling, landing lightly on the map, as if foreshadowing the ever-changing dynamics about to unfold in the martial arts world. On the eve of this martial arts gathering, moonlight filtered through heavy curtains, casting a deep shadow on the face of the Brocade-clad Guards.
"Leader, everything has been prepared. Tomorrow's martial arts assembly has confirmed the participation of various factions, including the Hundred Flowers Tower's Floral Pattern Luo, Hermit Valley's Fu Ton, Heavenly Sword Palace's Huo Feng, and members of the demonic sect such as Zen Chuan," a guard respectfully reported.
Brocade-clad Guards Slowly folding up the map, with deep eyes and a seemingly concrete plan in mind. He stood up, walked slowly to the Fu Ton ow, gazing at the distant moonlight, as if foreseeing the changes of tomorrow's world.
The next day, just at dawn, the major forces of the martial arts world flocked to the hall of the Wulin Alliance. The Righteous Wulin Alliance, the mysterious Demon Sect, the proud Heavenly Sword Palace, the secluded Hermit Valley, and the independent Hundred Flowers Tower outside the martial arts world, the convergence of various forces made this martial arts conference a gathering of great significance.
In the main hall of the Wulin Alliance, Brocade-clad Guards sat in the main seat, while Yuyi stood quietly by her side. Her cold face showed little expression, but the determination and loyalty in her eyes were impossible to ignore. On both sides of the hall, representatives from various factions were lined up, their elaborate clothing and diverse weapons depicting the colorful scene of the martial arts world.
Zen Chuan and Xiao Tian stood in the position of the Demon Sect. There was little fluctuation in her eyes, but the slightly pursed lips revealed her inner vigilance and readiness. As for Xiao Tian, he had a big smile on his face, but the sharpness in his eyes made people feel that he was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.
Hua Wenluo stood at the representative office of Hundred Flowers Tower, his leisurely expression carrying a unique temperament of overlooking the world. Fu Ton and Huo Feng also represent their respective forces, standing in their respective positions. When their eyes met, there seemed to be a faint flash of electricity.
Just as everyone was staring at Brocade-clad Guards, waiting for his opening remarks, the door of the main hall was suddenly pushed open, and a powerful figure walked in slowly. It was Xuanchi, the Sword Master who had been sealed in the Heavenly Sword Palace for many years, finally returning to the world. His appearance instantly set the entire hall abuzz, as everyone was shaken by his calm and unshakable sword aura.
Huo Feng At the first sight of Xuanchi, tears welled up in her eyes, unable to contain the excitement and joy in her heart. But then she quickly composed herself, returning to her cold and stern swordsman demeanor.
Xuanchi walked to the location of Heavenly Sword Palace, glanced at the Zen Chuan, and their eyes met. Their gazes ultimately landed on Brocade-clad Guards, sensing his daunting ambition and danger.
Finally, Brocade-clad Guards spoke, his voice echoing in the hall, as if foreshadowing the ever-changing and unstable situation in the martial arts world, and also marking the beginning of this fateful encounter.
He stood up, and his shadow stretched long on the floor of the hall, reaching as far as his ambitions. He first greeted the representatives of various factions, and then began to expound his claims and objectives.
"Ladies and gentlemen, today we are gathered here for no other purpose than the stability and prosperity of the martial arts world." His words were powerful and resonant, as if he had already placed himself in the position of the master of the martial arts world.
Huo Feng couldn't hide her displeasure, and Fu Ton and Flower Pattern Luo exchanged a glance, showing that they didn't buy into Brocade-clad Guards's words. Only Yuyi remained calm and steadfast by Brocade-clad Guards's side, evidently unwavering in his belief in him.
At this moment, Brocade-clad Guards turned his gaze to Xuanchi, and with a smile, he said, "Sword Master Xuanchi of the Heavenly Sword Palace, it's been many years. It's truly a joy to reunite in this place today. I remember that even when you committed an irreparable mistake, the Heavenly Sword Palace still honored you as the Sword Master, showing how esteemed your position is within the Heavenly Sword Palace. Today, on behalf of the martial arts alliance, I extend the most sincere welcome to you and express our willingness to set aside past grievances and work together for the greater good of the martial arts world." His voice was gentle, seemingly genuinely seeking to resolve the enmity with the Heavenly Sword Palace.
Xuanchi looked coldly at Brocade-clad Guards, showing little emotion in his eyes as he said lightly, "The leader of Brocade-clad Guards is overrated. The matters of Heavenly Sword Palace are beyond the speculation of outsiders."
Brocade-clad Guards smiled faintly, seemingly unaffected by Xuanchi's indifference. He turned to the crowd again, beginning to arrange the next plan. The atmosphere in the great hall also warmed gradually with his words, indicating the imminent changes and turmoil in the martial arts world.
Brocade-clad Guards Continued: "The martial arts world is now filled with conflicts and disputes, with no distinction between right and wrong. Why is this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zen Chuan felt the eyes around her and Xiao Tian turning towards them. The reputation of the demonic sect had made them targets of public criticism.
However, she remained unmoved, simply responding lightly, "The righteousness and evil in the martial arts world are not something that can be defined by just one side's perspective. Furthermore, what is considered ' The Righteous' may not truly be right, and what is considered 'evil' may not truly be evil."
Brocade-clad Guards's brow furrowed slightly, seemingly surprised by Zen Chuan's straightforwardness. He sneered, then turned his gaze to Xuanchi and Huo Feng, saying, "The Heavenly Sword Palace used to be a model in the martial arts world, but since Xuanchi was sealed, it has never regained its former glory. I believe the Heavenly Sword Palace also hopes to return to the martial arts stage, don't you?"
Xuanchi A cold light flashed in the eyes, but there was no response, just a silent gaze at Brocade-clad Guards.
Huo Feng couldn't help but angrily say, " Brocade-clad Guards, who do you think you are? Do you think only you can dominate the martial arts world?"
Brocade-clad Guards Smiling and looking at Huo Feng, then leisurely returning to his seat, he said, "I don't want to dominate anything, I just hope that the martial arts world can be peaceful. But in order to achieve peace, there must be someone to maintain it, isn't that so?"
His words were full of Xuanchi, as if they held a deep, unknown meaning. Inside the grand hall, everyone fell into contemplation. Representatives of various factions looked at each other, each weighing their own gains and losses.
As the voice of the Brocade-clad Guards fell, the atmosphere in the great hall instantly solidified, and everyone pondered the true intentions of this martial arts alliance leader. His words seemed to conceal some profound layout, forcing people to think deeply.
Xuanchi stood quietly, a hint of cold light flashing in his eyes. This martial arts convention was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. Everyone had their own calculations, and the future of the martial arts world had become the focus of everyone's contention.
Zen Chuan Gently looking at the Brocade-clad Guards, she knew that this martial arts alliance leader would not easily let the demon sect go. And she, too, would not let the demon sect be treated unfairly. In her heart, her belief in justice was firmer than anything else.
Fu Ton exchanged a glance with Flower-patterned Brocade, and the situation in the martial arts world was becoming more and more complicated. This martial arts conference was just the beginning of the ever-changing situation.
Huo Feng turned his gaze to Xuanchi, and the future of Heavenly Sword Palace relies on Xuanchi's choice. And she, without hesitation, will stand by his side.
Yuyi looked at Brocade-clad Guards with indescribable emotions. Brocade-clad Guards's ambition is not just as stated, for peace, but she chooses to trust.
Brocade-clad Guards Standing up again, his gaze swept across the faces of the crowd, finally stopping at Xuanchi and Zen Chuan. A cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he said, "Tomorrow will mark the beginning of a new era in the martial arts world. I hope you all are prepared."
As soon as he finished speaking, he retreated with his Yuyi, leaving the people in the hall to ponder and speculate. And thus, the martial arts conference unfolded, revealing thrilling and tumultuous events in the martial arts world.
As night falls, moonlight once again falls on the earth, seemingly foreshadowing the changes in the martial arts world and warning of the impending storm.
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