"A battle seems inevitable.
We must get ready for it.
Remember, be prepared for war, but don't seek one. Aggression is not our first choice.
Escape if you can to preserve our bloodline.
Those who survive this battle will have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of reviving our entire clan."
Garth got up and gave a final, stern pep-talk.
"We understand, sir."
The other senior members of the Lin Clan stood up as well.
At that moment,
attacks began outside the Red Sword City.
The people of the Purple Sword Sect had initiated the battle.
In terms of strength, the Lin Clan was hopelessly outmatched.
The only reason the army of the Purple Sword Sect hadn't attacked in the past few days was that they
wanted to torture their enemy.
"Charge!"
"Destroy the Red Sword City!"
A mighty army rushed towards the Red Sword City like waves and crashed upon the walls.
Meanwhile, the people of the Lin Clan began showing up as well. They flew into the sky from every
corner of the city, readying their weapons and magic treasures for a fight to the death.
A fierce battle was about to begin.
However, before the first blow could land...
"Members of the Purple Sword Sect, listen to me. Stop wherever you are and kneel to my master!
Whoever fails to comply dies!"
A roaring order was heard.
The voice spread across the void and reached every single member of the Purple Sword Sect.
"What the hell's going on?"
The people targeted by the voice were stunned at the order and looked in the direction of the voice.
As they stopped to look for the source of the order, things became creepily quiet outside the Red
Sword City.
Then they noticed Austin walking towards them with Maple, her brother, and dozens of his slaves in
tow.
The roar had come from one of the slaves.
The people of the Purple Sword Sect stared at Austin and his companions with furious eyes. To be
ordered to kneel was a great dishonor.
"Who said that?"
a master of the Purple Sword Sect harshly enquired as he stepped out of the crowd.
"It was me.
My master commands it. Don't you dare disobey him!"
From the lines of slaves behind Austin, a middle-aged man stepped forward. He had triangular eyes
and a sharp gaze.
"Hang on.
I remember the faces of my allies.
You are supposed to be one of us!"
"You are one of the disciples from the fourth generation.
Not only you, so many others are from the Purple Sword Sect as well. Why are you following that
brat?"
As they investigated the crowd behind Austin, the people of the Purple Sword Sect recognized quite a
few faces.
And it was true. Most of them were from the Purple Sword Sect. It was a curious development.
"What the hell is going on?"
the thin old man of the Purple Sword Sect asked curiously.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
As he spoke, countless streaks of sharp sword radiance shot out from his body and surrounded Austin
and his companions.
The old man was highly respected in the Purple Sword Sect and today,
he was leading the army.
The first syllable out of his mouth was enough to quiet down the people of the Purple Sword Sect. They
did not dare interrupt him.
"Old man, cut the crap! Get over here and kneel!"
"Old man, are you blind? Can't you see our master here?
You should be killed right now!"
"You old shifty-eyed bastard! I disliked you from the first time I saw you!"
Dozens of Austin's slaves began hurling curses at the old man.
"What? How dare you insult Elder Roland like this!"
The people of the Purple Sword Sect were stunned.
They couldn't believe their eyes or ears.
A dead silence followed this onslaught of vulgarities.
Elder Roland was highly respected in the Purple Sword Sect,
so much so that even the sect leader considered him a venerable figure.
The man was famous all across the Sword Cosmos.
But at this very moment, he was being cursed by lowly members of his own sect.
The idea seemed to terrify Maple and her brother as well. They were standing beside Austin and didn't
find it a good idea to provoke Elder Roland.
"Mr. Lin, this is not good.
We should get out of here,"
Maple's brother whispered to Austin.
"You... You have gone too far!"
Being cursed by so many of his own supposed allies, Elder Roland had no idea how to react. His facial
muscles had gone stiff from rage and shock.
It took him a while to come to his senses.
"How dare you!
You all are nothing!"
Fury took over Elder Roland and his body began to tremble. He was beginning to doubt whether he'd
heard it wrong.
"Ha-ha, look. This old man is so angry!"
"Old man, don't be so arrogant. You yourself are nothing and our master can kill you with one finger!"
"Enough! Get over here and kneel!
Bow to our master and apologize!"
Austin's slaves were getting increasingly arrogant.
As for Austin himself, he stood still with his hands behind his back. He let his slaves continue cursing
Elder Roland with a smile on his face, as if they were children playing with dirt.
The people of the Purple Sword Sect were nothing to him.
"Maple, this is bad.
That is Elder Roland everyone's cursing. I've heard that his status is even higher than the sect leader's.
If we irritate him, we'll die so badly that we won't even get a burial place..."
Maple's brother kept whispering in her ear in a scared tone.
"Be quiet.
We're already in deep. There's no turning back,"
Maple said, gritting her teeth.
On the other side of the battlefield...
"Go to hell!
I am going to kill you!"
Elder Roland's face had gone red with rage.
A violent sword aura was boiling all over his body. It suddenly surged out in the form of a violent,
explosive force. The shock wave of the blast spread out in all directions, devouring and strangling
everything in its path.
The people of the Purple Sword Sect also came to their senses and began cursing madly.
"How dare you!
You are messing with death!
Insulting Elder Roland is a serious crime!"
"You'll all die!
All of you!
Elder Roland, give the order and we will kill them all!"
"Kill them and everyone related to them as well!"
The people of the Purple Sword Sect were roaring like a group of furious beasts, hungry for a ferocious
fight.
"Tear them into pieces!
Then run a background check. Everyone related to them should be executed at once. In public!"
Elder Roland began to calm down. He waved his hand and gave the order.
In his eyes, Austin and his companions were mere nobodies. He shouldn't have been furious with
them.
"I almost lost my cool just now.
It looks like I need to improve my self-control."
He smiled with self-mockery.
"Kill them all!"
With a wave of his hand, one of the masters of the Purple Sword Sect began leading a large group of
people to attack. They first had to surround Austin and his companions.
Meanwhile, guards were getting curious
in the Red Sword City.
"Sir,
something strange is going on.
The people of the Purple Sword Sect
have stopped attacking the city.
We have no idea why."
A member of the Lin Clan reported loudly as he rushed into the meeting hall.
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