Chapter 1630

• 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.