The event was held at the Future Development Grand Sports Center in Linhai City on June 18th.
This is a grand event specially tailored for the elites of Linhai, a top-tier gathering not to be missed.
The quiet downfall of the once dominant Sun family in Linhai City, and the complete uprooting of the Qin family, which had a significant presence, foreshadow a magnificent reshuffling of Linhai's power structure at today's grand event.
On this ever-changing stage, every family longs to redefine its place, and this gathering is a perfect opportunity.
Xia Xue, with the determination to rise from the ashes, attended the event in her finest attire today, like a spring flower blooming after a long winter.
Even though she had been imprisoned by the Qin family for eight years, her beauty remained untouched by time. Instead, under Wu Tian's gentle care, it shone even brighter, becoming a flowing scenic view both inside and outside the venue.
However, Wu Tian, who was standing beside her, had a deep and unseen worry in his eyes.
While the outside world viewed this grand event as an opportunity for families to jointly plan for the future of Linhai, he understood that behind it was a carefully orchestrated scheme by the Dragon Capture Hall targeting him.
He was unafraid of becoming the target of public criticism, yet he cherished Xia Xue's safety as a precious treasure and silently protected her.
As he stepped off the vehicle, a chilling killing intent quietly enveloped him. Wu Tian frowned slightly, but a cold and confident smile appeared on his lips. He thought to himself, "Since they are so impatient, then let me add a bloody prologue to this feast."
He gently helped Xia Xue into the venue, then turned to Jin Cheng and whispered, "Jin Cheng, escort Xia Xue inside safely for me. I have some personal matters to attend to."
Xia Xue looked at Wu Tian, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes, but she chose to trust him and whispered, "Brother Tian, be careful in everything."
Then, he walked into the sports center side by side with Jin Cheng, their figures gradually disappearing into the distance.
Wu Tian watched Xia Xue's figure gradually disappear into the distance, then quietly blended into the crowd, like a cheetah in the dark, silently approaching the base of the sports center building.
He looked up at the tall building, and with a leap, he soared into the air like a swallow, instantly reaching the third floor.
The third floor was quiet.
This contrasted sharply with the noisy venue below.
In this quiet room, a man in black, as tall and imposing as a mountain, and a woman in white, as graceful as snow, stood side by side.
Their gazes pierced through the clamor, looking down upon the masses below, like celestial deities indifferent to the mundane turmoil of the mortal world.
Suddenly, Wu Tian, like a cheetah in the shadows, leaped lightly from the window and burst into this tranquil world.
Both the man in black and the man in white were startled by the sudden appearance of the figure and took a step back, a subtle ripple spreading through the air.
The man in black scrutinized Wu Tian with a gaze as sharp as a hawk's, praising him highly: "As expected of a master who could wipe out the Sun family, he can lock onto our presence from such a distance, and he can even scale walls and climb straight to the third floor."
Wu Tian remained calm, a hint of disdain playing on his lips, his eyes deep: "It's not that I'm powerful, but that you're all too foolish. True masters conceal their killing intent, preventing their opponents from seeing it and exposing it."
Upon hearing this, the woman in white curled her lips into a sinister smile, her words brimming with provocation: "So, you are the unparalleled master hidden in the shadows?"
Wu Tian's eyes were calm and unwavering. He shook his head slightly, his words calm yet resounding: "I am not some peerless master, but their terminator."
Upon hearing this, the man in black burst into laughter, his laughter filled with contempt and disdain. He then took a sip of the fragrant tea in the delicate porcelain cup on the windowsill and asked leisurely, "Have you ever heard of the Black and White Impermanence of the Dragon-Capturing Hall?"
"Black and White Impermanence?" Wu Tian's lips curled up slightly, his smile carrying a hint of amusement. "I naturally know about the Black and White Impermanence in the Yama Palace, but as for the ones in the Dragon-Capturing Palace, this is the first time I've heard of them."
"It doesn't matter if you don't know." The man in black replied calmly, his tone revealing an unquestionable authority. "We, the Black and White Impermanence, have never had any ghosts left behind. To die at our hands is a fitting end."
As soon as the man in black finished speaking, the entire third-floor space seemed to freeze for a moment. Even the occasional breeze that swept through the window seemed cautious, unwilling to break the sudden heaviness.
A sharp glint flashed in Wu Tian's eyes, which quickly disappeared into the depths. He slowly took a step forward, his clothes fluttering in the wind, as if he were ready to face an inevitable decisive battle at any moment.
"The Black and White Impermanence of the Dragon-Capturing Hall, their names are quite resounding." Wu Tian's voice was calm and firm, carrying a force that could not be underestimated. "But you shouldn't have appeared here, much less become my enemies."
Upon hearing this, the indoor temperature plummeted, as if the air itself had frozen. Even the previously imposing Black Impermanence couldn't help but shiver, his body enveloped by an inexplicable chill.
He had traveled far and wide through decades of trials and tribulations, and had never encountered such a formidable opponent. The sheer power of the opponent filled him with awe.
Although the two have not actually fought, a covert battle has already begun, and Black Impermanence has quietly lost half of Wu Tian's strength.
Seeing this, the woman in white moved slightly, seemingly wanting to step forward to help, but the man in black gently raised his hand, signaling her to calm down.
He used a porcelain cup as a musical instrument, the lid as his fingers, and with gentle strumming and plucking, the melody was melodious yet subtly sharp, striking the deepest part of people's hearts.
His aura shifted abruptly, becoming sharp as a drawn sword, its edge fully revealed, like a cheetah locking onto its prey, waiting for the fatal blow.
He slowly raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as a torch, piercing through all illusions and shooting straight at the heavens.
His words carried both the authority of a judge and a hint of barely perceptible pity: "Wu Tian, you are indeed extraordinary, but you are no match for us. If you kneel down and beg for mercy, we may grant you a quick death and spare your wife's life."
Upon hearing this, the lid on the porcelain cup stopped abruptly, as if time had frozen, announcing the approaching death sentence.
However, Wu Tian remained unfazed, a faint smile playing on his lips, a smile that concealed both defiance and mockery: "The person who can make me kneel and beg for mercy has not yet been born, and I will not accept your pleading either, because you shouldn't have mentioned my wife."
As soon as he uttered those words, the overwhelming aura of Black Impermanence vanished before Wu Tian, as if gently wiped away by an invisible hand.
Black Impermanence snorted coldly, and suddenly threw the cup lid in his hand, which transformed into a sharp wind blade that whistled towards Wu Tian.
Wu Tian's lips curled slightly, and his killing intent swept out like a storm, instantly filling the entire space.
The cup lid, which was originally heading towards him, suddenly turned in mid-air, carrying a devastating force, and rushed back towards Black Impermanence.
Black Impermanence was terrified, his pupils contracted sharply, and he hastily raised his teacup to defend himself.
With a loud "bang," the cup lid pierced through numerous obstacles and finally embedded itself deeply into the thick wall.
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