Chapter 1630: Mount Qingcheng

Long Aotian stood outside of Qingcheng with an oppressive aura capable of crushing the sect completely. It was as if nothing could hinder his steps.

“Sect Master of Qingcheng, what is your decision?” Aotian spoke calmly in the air. Each word rang sonorously like a gong in everyone’s mind, instilling fear into them.

“Greetings, Imperial Prince Long, the pleasure is mine. Please advise.” The sect master had to step out and cupped his fist together. [1]

“I have no advice to give, my demand is very simple. Hand over Hai Lin and the four-clawed dragon then I’ll leave immediately without troubling your sect.”

No one found such aggressive...