The Sword Fanatic’s arrival immediately triggered widespread uproar.0

His status was extraordinary. He’d once served the Central Immortal Court, and he was famed throughout the Immortal Realm. His opposition would have an unquestionably enormous impact on Qi Nie’s Immortal Peach Assembly.0

At least, that’s what the crowd thought. Qi Nie certainly didn’t think so. None of the higher-ups with invitations to the assembly thought so, either. The way they saw it, no matter who tried to stop them, they’d be no more than mantises trying to block a chariot!0

“Go, capture him,” said Qi Nie, coldly issuing orders. He couldn’t be bothered to waste his breath arguing.0

Whoosh!0

The old man with Great Martial Stage cultivation shot through the air, directly at the Sword Fanatic. The Sword Fanatic fought back with all his might, but in the blink of an eye, he was badly injured.0

The crowd’s hearts shook, and they couldn’t help but pity him. Why was this necessary? You had to know you were no match for them. Why try to stop them?0

“Kneel!” The old man in black bellowed and swung his palm.0

But the Sword Fanatic just grinned, his eyes shining with madness. “Kill me if you want. There’ll be countless others like me!”  0

Boom!0

His body caught...1