Hu Zhiming’s tough attitude did not last for very long. Thin blood capillaries started to protrude on the surface of Qi Shan’s eyes and it looked like he was going to go crazy.

At this time, whoever made the first move would be like creating a spark in a woodpile which would instantly ignite a raging fire, burning all the people from the Opening Heavens Sword Sect to ashes.

“Everyone! Our Swallow Mountain has always been a reasonable place. Without any evidence, are you really going to vent your anger on us just because no one from the Opening Heavens Sword Sect died? There is no such logic in this world. Once something like this spreads to the outside world, even if my the Opening Heavens Sword Sect is destroyed, Swallow Mountain’s sacred reputation will be irreversibly damaged!”

His choice of words was effective.

Many swordsmen who had inched closer to him started to look hesitant. For now, they were suspicious of the Opening...