In the Dragon Clan Martial Arts Field, a cacophony of wails and screams echoed.

The young members of the Dragon Clan never imagined that the Sky Illuminating Golden Rain Formation, which they practiced daily, could be defeated in just a single move by this intruder.

Moreover, it seemed to have been broken using the Dragon Clan’s own cultivation technique.

Long Yu’er thought to herself that things had gone terribly wrong; the situation had just blown out of proportion. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

If it couldn’t be handled properly, there would be no end to the feud between the Long Family and Long Fei!

"How dare you, causing trouble within the Long Family?"

At this moment, a sudden roar erupted from the void, and a young man clad in golden armor, wielding a Coiling Dragon Spear, rushed in with Wind Fire Wheels beneath his feet.

Long Yu’er looked and realized it was her elder brother, Long Zhengyang, who had returned.

As soon as he received Long Yu’er’s message, he rushed back from the Dragon Martial Guard without delay.

Wearing a flowing red cape, he exuded the aura of a youthful hero.

Long Fei met his gaze and said calmly, "I am Long Fei!"

Long Zhengyang furrowed his brow and, upon getting closer, shouted, "Descendants of the sin-blood, how dare you act so arrogantly!"

The Coiling Dragon Spear in his hand suddenly transformed into a fire dragon, roaring and diving towards Long Fei on the ground.

This was the true fire of the Dragon Clan, possessing immense power.

The flames were scorching, the heatwaves roiling.

The hundred-meter-long fire dragon descended, flooding the entire Martial Arts Field with a red glow.

Not far away, Clan Leader Long Dingkun hurried over with a flustered look upon hearing the news.

He hadn’t reached the scene but stopped and watched as his son took action.

The momentum, the spear strength, mastering the essence of the Long Family’s spear technique, filled Long Dingkun with satisfaction.

A fierce whirlwind swept below, sand and dust flying.

The spear’s force stirred a fierce gust, enveloping Long Fei and billowing the robes of those nearby.

Princess Taihua furrowed her brows and exclaimed in surprise at Long Zhengyang’s skill, "Has Zhengyang’s spear technique improved?"

Long Yu’er’s lips curled up, thinking her brother’s spear skills should give Long Fei some hardship.

Who would have guessed that Long Fei didn’t even move his feet, only raised his hand for a forceful strike upwards.

A massive palm print shot skyward, carrying a tearing black light with it, swallowing the surrounding flames within.

Rumbling noise!

A dull sound echoed through the void, akin to muffled thunder, causing it to shudder violently.

The black palm print swallowed the flames and crashed into the spear’s force.

With a loud explosion, like thunder bursting in the clouds.

A gust of wind surged upwards, scattering the clouds.

Long Zhengyang, in the early stages of the Void Insight Realm, found himself shaken by this palm strike and was blasted backward from the sky.

He struck the ground with the Wind Fire Wheels at his feet, skidding for hundreds of meters before barely stabilizing, carving a trench one or two meters deep along the surface.

Long Yu’er stood there in a daze.

A group of young members of the Dragon Clan stood with their mouths agape, watching the scene unfold in disbelief.

Princess Taihua cheered excitedly, "Master is amazing, that palm strike was unbelievable!"

She looked at Long Fei, thinking this convenient master of hers only used physical strength in combat, without tapping into any mana.

A casual palm like that was able to counter Long Zhengyang’s full-force strike.

Bear in mind, Long Zhengyang, with his Void Insight Realm cultivation level, was already considered a top young expert.

Wang Xiaoya remained calm, not surprised by the outcome.

Long Dingkun, knowing his son wasn’t a match for Long Fei, hurriedly stepped forward, angrily confronting Long Fei, "Stop! You scoundrel, you are the National Protector Mage personally appointed by Empress Wu. How dare you come to our Long Family and cause havoc in broad daylight?"

Long Fei gave him a once-over before hearing Long Yu’er quickly introduce, "This is my father, the Dragon Clan Leader, Long Dingkun."

Long Fei’s lips curled, and he said coolly to Long Dingkun, "You are unqualified as a clan leader. After all these years, the Long Family’s cultivation technique hasn’t progressed at all; it’s disappointing."

Long Dingkun’s face turned red, and he retorted to Long Fei, "Descendants of the sin-blood, how dare you be so presumptuous? Our Long Family has many experts; how can we suffer your insults? If you dare, let us have a duel!"

His beard bristled as he geared up to confront Long Fei.

At this moment, a group of elders rushed forth to restrain the agitated Long Dingkun.

An elder stepped forward, rebuked Long Fei, "Descendants of the sin-blood, what are you aiming to achieve?"

"Being of Dragon Bloodline, is this how you conduct yourself? If outsiders witnessed this, wouldn’t it bring shame to the Dragon Clan?"

An old man, trembling with anger, pointed at Long Fei and scolded him.

An elder, trying to keep the peace, said, "Young man, there’s no need to resort to violence. Whatever you wish to achieve, shouldn’t you discuss it with us first? There’s no need for conflict, making a spectacle of the Dragon Clan."

Long Fei scanned them, his expression indifferent, "You call me a descendant of the sin-blood, never considering me part of the clan. Spare me the pretense of kinship. I am here today to seek justice for my ancestors. You wrongfully exiled their bloodline to the Desolate Star Field, shouldn’t you give an explanation?"

Everyone could sense a chill in his words, glancing at each other before focusing on Long Dingkun, unsure how to respond.

Long Dingkun, feigning calm, replied, "Your ancestors committed grave crimes, nearly destroying the Dragon Clan. This has been concluded long ago by the Long Family, what more do you want?"

Long Fei replied in a deep voice, "Your words don’t count; let your reclusive ancestor speak. He has lived for thousands of years and should know the truth."

Long Dingkun was stunned, "Who told you this?"

He instinctively glanced at his daughter.

Long Yu’er quickly exclaimed, "Not me!"

Long Fei said to him, "It has nothing to do with your daughter, I learned it elsewhere."

Long Dingkun breathed a sigh of relief and scolded Long Fei, "Our ancestor is elderly and uninvolved in worldly matters. Why be so aggressive here? It’s been so long; even if you clear your ancestor’s name, do you expect our Dragon Clan to welcome you?"

Long Fei laughed, "You’re overthinking it. My ancestors already severed ties with you; I have no connection with you. I’m here merely to confirm something. Since your ancestor won’t come out, I’ll have to summon him."

A mysterious light shot skyward from his storage ring, accompanied by a dragon’s roar; it was Long Yu’er’s Dragon Chant Sword.

The sword soared upwards, radiating True Immortal Qi, carving a red glow in the sky, descending towards the distant Dragon Clan Ancestral Land.

The Dragon Clan Mansion was in the extravagant East Market, while the Ancestral Land lay under the East Mountain, miles away.

The sword’s momentum was immense, resembling a giant dragon dancing in the sky, tracing a thousand-meter-long red glow, finally falling over East Mountain.

The space below twisted, sending ripples outward, as if being torn by the sword light, piercing a black vortex through the void, sweeping downwards over East Mountain.

A thunderous explosion roared, shaking the great city.

A peak of the Dragon Clan Ancestral Land disintegrated into dust, spraying upwards like a black fountain, clearly visible from the Dragon Clan Mansion.

This shockwave quickly spread, flattening everything within a radius of dozens of miles around the Dragon Clan Ancestral Land, as if swept by a flood, instantly turning into ruins.

Everyone displayed looks of astonishment, witnessing this shocking scene with pounding hearts and even a little dizzy.

No one had anticipated, in Chang’an City’s imperial realm,

The formidable Dragon Clan Ancestral Land and the Dragon Martial Guard Grand General’s mansion could be entirely leveled by a single strike.

Amidst the soaring dust, an elderly voice suddenly rang, "Past events, why delve into them?"

A beam of white light wrapped around the Dragon Chant Sword, flashing across the Dragon Clan Ancestral Land, manifesting as a white glow above the Dragon Clan Mansion.

In that moment, a golden light seemed to illuminate the Dragon Clan’s sky.