Back on Earth, I am the only cultivator.

In Han Zhen's view, times have changed.

The world today belongs to the Xia Kingdom, and the order is governed by the Martial Arts Alliance!

Even if the other party is a grandmaster, would they dare to openly defy the state apparatus?

Unless it's a legendary being from the "Supreme Realm" who has broken through the shackles of mortals making a move,

Within this small territory of the city, under the guise of "maintaining stability," he, as the branch manager, was enough to control any situation!

As for the one who underwent tribulation at Jiulong Mountain...

Han Zhen believed that such beings were no longer detached from worldly affairs and would never act for a worldly and wealthy family like the Li family.

"Thank you, Minister Han, for upholding justice!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji and Zhao Feihu finally felt relieved.

In their view, with the support of the official Martial Arts Alliance, no matter how arrogant the mysterious master behind the Li family is, he can't cause any trouble.

The tense atmosphere in the hall gradually eased.

Zhao Feihu picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and his face was filled with confidence.

But before he could put down his teacup, hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor.

"Master! Master! Something terrible has happened!"

A key person in charge of the Zhao family's business sector rushed in, not even bothering to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Zhao Feihu frowned and reprimanded him unhappily:

"What's with all this panic? What kind of behavior is this? Minister Han is right here, what serious incident could possibly happen?!"

"Master, something truly terrible has happened!"

The person in charge's voice trembled as he handed over the tablet computer.

"The Li Group has launched a full-scale financial attack on our industries!"

"Our stocks were forcibly locked at the opening bell by a massive influx of funds, resulting in a complete limit down!"

"Not only that, several banks we were cooperating with suddenly and unilaterally announced they would cut off our loans, and our cash flow is about to be cut off!"

"What?!"

Zhao Feihu's expression changed slightly, but then he let out a disdainful sneer.

He slammed the teacup down on the table and scoffed:

"It's nothing! It's just the Li family's last gasp before their decline!"

"Is the Li family digging their own grave by playing these kinds of financial games in the secular world?"

"Once we eliminate the martial arts forces behind them, these businesses, now crippled, will eventually become our Zhao family's meal!"

No sooner had Zhao Feihu finished speaking than another series of urgent exclamations came from the entrance of the hall.

"Master! Ancestor! Disaster has struck!!"

Another person in charge of the Zhao family martial arts school and underground stronghold ran over covered in blood.

He collapsed to the ground as soon as he entered the room, dark red blood still lingering at the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with terror.

"Speak! What is it now?!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly stood up, and a faint aura of the peak of the Heavenly Realm emanated from him.

The martial arts school manager swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva and cried out:

"All our martial arts schools and underground strongholds in the city have been taken over by the Li family!"

"The dozen or so core martial artists at the Yellow and Profound levels who remained behind all had their dantians destroyed on the spot! The one who led the attack was Li Zhenyue from the Li family!"

"Li Zhenyue?!"

A murderous glint flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes:

"That old bastard was hit by my Fire Poison Palm; by all accounts, he should be a cripple with one foot in the grave. How could he possibly lead the attack himself?!"

"It's absolutely true, Ancestor! That old thing looks full of vitality, and his strength seems even more terrifying than before!"

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly and suddenly flicked his sleeve:

"Good! This old bastard actually delivered himself to his death! Flying Tiger, gather the men!"

"Today, I will personally lead men to find Li Zhenyue and kill him!"

"Yes, Ancestor!"

Zhao Feihu's face was contorted with rage, and he immediately responded loudly.

But before they could organize their men and step out of the front yard, they heard a loud "boom"!

The heavy gate of the Zhao family's old house was violently kicked open from the outside!

Several figures walked in slowly.

Leading the way was Li Tiancheng, dressed in a sharp suit.

Behind him stood an elderly man with white hair and beard, exuding a calm and composed aura.

It was none other than Li Zhenyue, who had already broken through to the late stage of the Heavenly Realm!

"Li Zhenyue!!"

The moment Zhao Wuji saw Li Zhenyue, he was struck dumb, staring intently at the man's ruddy complexion, and exclaimed:

"Your fire poison??"

"That's impossible!"

"You actually broke through to the late stage of the Heavenly Realm?!"

Li Zhenyue glanced coldly at Zhao Wuji, ignoring him, and turned to Han Zhen, who was sitting to the side, and gave him a slight bow.

"Minister Han, how have you been?"

Li Zhenyue's voice was deep and powerful.

"What happened today is a long-standing feud between the Li family and the Zhao family."

"Today, the Zhao family will surely fall!"

"Please, Martial Arts Alliance, do not interfere."

"fart!!"

Zhao Wuji snapped out of his shock, his face contorted with rage:

"Li Zhenyue, you old scoundrel! Don't think that just because your Li family has found some unknown backer, you can act all high and mighty in the city!"

He turned to look at Han Zhen and shouted righteously:

"Minister Han! Look at what the Lee family has done!"

"They openly harmed their fellow practitioners and broke the rules! They even tortured my grandson Hoshino in extremely vicious ways!"

At this point, he turned to look at Li Zhenyue, his eyes filled with boundless hatred:

"Today, I, along with Minister Han, will act on behalf of Heaven and wipe out your Li family, this scourge!"

Han Zhen's face was ashen; he was just about to speak.

But Zhao Wuji didn't give him a chance to speak at all!

"You old bastard, prepare to die!"

Zhao Wuji roared and shot out like lightning, heading straight for Li Zhenyue.

In the instant he charged forward, a long sword covered in green rust suddenly appeared in Zhao Wuji's hand.

The sword was about three feet long, and its blade was densely covered with countless obscure and difficult-to-understand ancient inscriptions.

It's clearly an ancient artifact.

"boom!"

Sword energy crisscrosses!

With the blessing of the ancient artifact, Zhao Wuji's peak Heaven-level combat power was instantly pushed to its limit, and the green sword light slashed down at Li Zhenyue.

"Are you afraid of me?!"

Li Zhenyue roared angrily, equally unwilling to back down.

He flipped his right hand and summoned a defensive ancient artifact.

It was a small, family-inherited shield from the Li family.

Li Zhenyue unleashed his late-stage Heavenly Realm internal energy without reservation, frantically pouring it into the shield.

The shield instantly expanded, meeting the sharp edge of the ancient bronze sword.

"clang!!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing exploded in the courtyard, the terrifying aftershocks transforming into a gale that tore the surrounding blue brick floor apart inch by inch, turning it into countless fragments of stone that flew everywhere.

In just a moment of exchange, Li Zhenyue was forced back several steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

A flicker of shock flashed in Li Zhenyue's eyes as he looked at the bronze sword in the other's hand, its green light blazing brightly, and he was secretly alarmed:

"I was careless. This old guy actually hid such a powerful ancient artifact!"

But now the arrow is on the bowstring and must be released. If the Li family does not destroy the Zhao family today, they will surely become a great threat in the future!

"Hahahaha! Li Zhenyue, so what if you've broken through to the late stage of the Heavenly Realm?!"

Zhao Wuji, having gained the upper hand with a single blow, burst into wild laughter.

He strode forward, his ancient bronze sword flashing with a relentless, impenetrable force, the sword light raining down, completely suppressing Li Zhenyue.

"Before my Zhao family's ancient relics, you are nothing but a clay chicken and a clay dog!"

"Today I'll send you to hell!"

Indeed, although Li Zhenyue received Wu Fan's medical treatment and broke through his realm, his foundation was ultimately not as deep as Zhao Wuji's, and he did not possess such a sharp offensive weapon.

Faced with the sharp, oppressive aura emanating from that ancient bronze sword...

Li Zhenyue was finding it increasingly difficult to maneuver the shield for defense.

Under the opponent's frenzied attacks, the internal energy within his body began to stagnate, and his face flushed red.

A trickle of blood had already seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Ancestor!"

Li Tiancheng stood behind, his hands clenched tightly, his face showing anxiety.

On the other hand, the Zhao family members were extremely pleased with themselves.

"Haha, Ancestor is mighty! These bumpkins from the Li family really think they can challenge our Zhao family just because they've found a fake father outside?"

Zhao Feihu stood in front of the hall door and laughed triumphantly.

"Exactly! Today we'll make sure they don't leave alive! Once the Ancestor kills Li Zhenyue, it will be time to annex the Li family."

The younger members of the Zhao family also pointed and whispered, their faces full of mockery.

"Li Zhenyue, die!!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the bronze sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling green light, the inscriptions on the sword seeming to come alive and flow.

This sword strike, carrying the force of wind and thunder, pierced straight into Li Zhenyue's heart with an almost instantaneous speed!

Li Zhenyue was already locked onto by the aura of the ancient bronze sword, with no way to avoid it. He could only watch helplessly as the sword came piercing towards him, a look of despair appearing on his face.

"Father!!"

Li Tiancheng's eyes were about to burst.

However, just as the ancient bronze sword was about an inch away from Li Zhenyue's chest, at the critical moment...

Suddenly, a slender, fair hand reached out and gently pinched with just two fingers.

In an instant, the bronze sword energy that was powerful enough to kill a Heaven-level martial artist shattered into pieces in mid-air like glass!

Immediately afterwards, a young figure wearing a black trench coat quietly stood in front of Li Zhenyue.