Chapter 266: Xuantian Territory Chief

At the venue of the Xuantian Domain Conference, the atmosphere was surging like a tide, with countless practitioners and talented disciples from major sects gathered around. At this moment, everyone's attention was attracted by a figure sitting on a high platform.

This middle-aged man in gorgeous robes and with a weathered face is the organizer of this conference and also a legendary figure in Xuantian Domain - the governor of Xuantian Domain, Feng Xinghe.

Feng Xinghe's appearance exudes an undeniable majesty: he has long silver-white hair draped over his shoulders, eyes as deep as ancient wells, with stars faintly flowing in them; his eyebrows are as sharp as if carved by a knife, his nose is high, and the corners of his mouth always maintain a faint smile, yet he seems to be able to see through everyone's heart.

Although this face has traces of time, it does not look old, but adds an extraordinary temperament. He is wearing a dark blue robe, dotted with dark patterns, like stars twinkling in the night sky, like a vast star map, blending his aura into this boundless world.

Feng Xinghe is not only the head of Xuantian Domain, but also a peerless strongman with legendary deeds. He was born in an ordinary family, but when he was young, he relied on his extraordinary understanding and perseverance to sweep across the area in just a hundred years, defeating countless geniuses of his generation, and finally served as the head of Xuantian Domain with the favor of major sects.

His strength was so great that he even single-handedly stopped the invasion of sea monsters in a great battle in the East China Sea. He faced the Sea Monster King single-handedly and turned the tide. From then on, he became famous in one battle and became a legend in the hearts of countless people.

It was because of his existence that Xuantian Territory could always maintain peace and order. Therefore, even those high and mighty clan leaders were full of respect for Feng Xinghe. His presence at such a grand event as Xuantian Conference added a bit of majesty to the conference.

Under the high platform, the leaders of all the major sects gathered together. Tianxing Sect's leader Jiang Shan, a middle-aged man with a resolute face and eyes as sharp as an eagle, stood aside with a distant gaze. Standing shoulder to shoulder with him was Qingyun Sect's leader Chu Yunfei, who was tall and slender, with white clothes as white as snow, and a temperament like the breeze in the mountains, cold and with a bit of bookish air.

Not far away, Xue Aotian, the leader of the Blood Blade Sect, was wearing a dark red robe, looking down at the surroundings with a sneer, and there was a hint of pride in his eyes. He was unruly by nature, and in his early years, he relied on his tyrannical strength to gradually gain the reputation of the Blood Blade Sect, and the Blood Blade Sect rose among the major sects.

"Haha, Brother Jiang Shan, it's been a while since we last met. I hope you are doing well." Chu Yunfei smiled slightly and bowed to Jiang Shan, the leader of the Tianxing Sect, with a bit of elegance.

"Brother Chu is still as elegant and outstanding as ever. I'm afraid that your Qingyun Sect will be able to take the lead in the new generation of disciples in this conference, right?" Jiang Shan said with a smile, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Whether we can win is still unknown, but we did bring a youngster with us. It is said that he has a deep understanding of swordsmanship. I am also looking forward to it." Chu Yunfei nodded and said with some pride.

The Blood Blade Sect's leader Xue Aotian, who was standing nearby, snorted coldly, "The people of the Qingyun Sect have always been the type who either stay silent or make a splash. However, in this conference, the disciple who really stands out is probably Xue Li from our Blood Blade Sect."

Several people were chatting and laughing with each other, with different levels of confidence and arrogance. After all, this conference was not only a competition among the younger generation of disciples, but also a stage for the major sects to display their strength and compete for status.

At this moment, Feng Xinghe slowly stood up from the high platform. His voice was deep and powerful, as if it had some kind of inexplicable magic. "Everyone, the curtain of the Xuantian Conference has been opened. All young talents will take the stage one by one. I hope that the outstanding disciples of your various sects can display what they have learned here, let a hundred flowers bloom, and live up to the kindness of this world."

In the hall, the clan leaders saluted one after another, their faces full of solemnity. Feng Xinghe's eyes swept over the clan leaders present one by one, his eyes were calm but with a kind of frightening pressure, which made the clan leaders feel awe from the bottom of their hearts.

"This conference is related to the future of Xuantian Realm, and also to the friendship and peace among our sects." Feng Xinghe spoke slowly, his words were plain but powerful.

Jiang Shan smiled slightly, "What the Domain Head said is very true. If disciples like us can learn from each other and make progress together, this will be the true blessing of Xuantian Domain."

"What a great 'mutual learning'!" Xue Aotian sneered with a hint of sarcasm, "I hope so. The final result of this conference still depends on strength."

Feng Xinghe smiled slightly when he saw this. He had long been accustomed to the friction between the sects, but he also knew that the balance of power among the major sects was sometimes the basis for maintaining the stability of Xuantian Domain. Then, he waved his hand to signal everyone to take their seats and wait for the meeting to officially begin.

In the hall, the various sect leaders took their seats again and exchanged greetings with each other, some full of expectation, some indifferent. On the other side of the venue, the younger generation of disciples had also gathered, looking eagerly at the high platform in front of them, their hearts filled with desire and longing for the future.

In this warm atmosphere, a figure suddenly appeared in the center of the stage. Everyone's eyes were attracted to him, and a solemn and majestic atmosphere filled the air. He was an old man wearing a black and gold robe. He was tall and straight, and his eyes were as deep and powerful as the stars in the night sky. He was the Inspector of Xuantian Territory, Lingchuan.

The identity of this old man Ling Chuan is extremely special. He is a recognized impartial person in Xuantian Domain. He is responsible for supervising major competitions in the entire domain to ensure fairness. His appearance immediately quieted the scene, and all the young disciples were shocked by his aura. Ling Chuan's eyes swept across the entire audience, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. Even the masters of the major sects could not help but sit up straight at this moment.

Ling Chuan's face was covered with traces of time, with thick eyebrows and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes that revealed a hint of hardness, showing his rich experience and profound strength. Although he was thin, he was like a steady mountain, and his aura was as steady as a rock. He stood with his hands behind his back, his robe fluttering slightly in the wind, with a kind of detached majesty, as if he saw through everything in the world.

"The outstanding disciples of various sects have gathered together. Today's Xuantian Conference will determine your future and is also related to the future of Xuantian Domain." Ling Chuan's voice was deep and powerful, echoing all around, making people's hearts tremble.

At this moment, the disciples of each sect were scattered in designated areas, each wearing their own iconic attire, showing the style of each sect. The disciples of Tianxing Sect stood on the easternmost side, led by Ye Fan, the first person in the inner sect. He wore a dark blue sect robe, looked calm and determined, and stood in front of the disciples, showing the style of a leader. Standing beside him were some fellow disciples, their eyes were fixed on the arena in front of them, full of fighting spirit.

Next to the Tianxing Sect were the disciples of the Qingyun Sect. They were dressed in plain white, and their temperaments were elegant and detached, like a breeze blowing on your face. The leader of the Qingyun Sect was Chu Linfeng, who held an ancient sword in his hand, with a cold look in his eyes, exuding a clear sword intent. His aura was like a sharp sword blade, ready to be unsheathed at any time. This sharp temperament made the disciples of the Tianxing Sect look at him a few more times.

On the other side were the disciples of the Blood Blade Sect. Their clothes were all dark red, with a strong aura of killing, as if everyone had experienced the bloody trials. The leader of the Blood Blade Sect, Xue Li, had a scarlet cloak that fluttered slightly in the wind, and his eyes were full of arrogance and coldness. He held a knife in one hand and sneered from time to time, as if he was examining his prey.

As Ling Chuan finished speaking, the disciples of various sects began to discuss in low voices, their eyes wandering between the disciples of other sects, revealing temptation and hostility between each other. The Xuantian Conference is not only a contest of strength between sects, but also a great opportunity for talented disciples to stand out, and no one wants to fall behind here.

"I heard that Ye Fan from Tianxing Sect is the number one in the inner sect this time. I heard that he has challenged many powerful people. His reputation is well-deserved."

"Humph, it's just luck. Qingyun Sect's Chu Linfeng is the real sword genius. It looks like he will definitely come out on top this time."

"Not necessarily. The Blood Saber Sect's Blood History is extremely brutal. I heard that even foundation building masters have been defeated by him."

The disciples of several sects looked at each other and whispered from time to time, as if everyone was observing each other's background, trying to seize the initiative in this conference. Ye Fan felt the contemptuous, tentative, or fearful gazes from all around him, and smiled secretly in his heart. These gazes not only did not make him feel pressured, but instead stimulated his inner fighting spirit. He turned his eyes slightly and met the cold eyes of Chu Linfeng of Qingyun Sect. The two looked at each other from a distance, and saw a trace of undisguised fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

On the other side, Xue Li also stared at Ye Fan coldly, with a slight smile on his face, showing some disdain and provocation. Xue Li had heard of the reputation of this Tianxing Sect's number one inner sect master. He snorted coldly and secretly made up his mind that if necessary, he would defeat him mercilessly to consolidate his reputation.

Ling Chuan felt the tense atmosphere in the air, his face remained stern. He took a deep breath, glanced around calmly, and nodded slightly. It was this kind of fierce competition that could inspire the potential of the younger generation and select the truly strong ones.