Chapter 6: Please, Patriarch, Uphold Justice for Us!

Upon hearing this, everyone present instinctively turned their heads and looked toward the sound.

At the doorway, there stood—

A tall, imposing man with a face like polished jade, sword-like brows and starlit eyes, clad in a white robe.

He stood with his hands behind his back, black hair loosely draped over his shoulders; his white robe, stained with blood, faintly radiated an endless aura of deadly intent!

When they clearly saw the man's face, the pupils of many Jiang family members shrank sharply, their expressions filled with disbelief.

They recognized the identity of the newcomer.

It was their long-awaited Jiang family patriarch… Jiang Daoxuan!!

"It's the patriarch! The patriarch has emerged from seclusion! I had the fortune to see him once six years ago—I'm certain it's him!"

"The patriarch's power is boundless! Now, our dire plight is broken!"

"Please, Patriarch, uphold justice for us! The Tang family seeks to sever our Jiang family's centuries-old legacy—this is utter tyranny!"

Seeing Jiang Daoxuan appear, all Jiang family disciples felt as if they had found their anchor; their hearts, which had sunk to the lowest depths, now rose again!

Among them, many had grown up listening to stories of Jiang Daoxuan.

He was the tyrant who, single-handedly, had crushed every primordial cultivator in Wudan City into silence!

Indeed, the very reason the Jiang family holds a place among Wudan City's four great clans—alongside the Tang, Sun, and Gao families—is due largely to Jiang Daoxuan's contributions.

At this moment, hearing the Jiang family's cheers and exclamations,

The Tang family members, who had previously been confused, suddenly realized the truth—and were struck with horror.

"Jiang Daoxuan? How is this possible! Wasn't he said to have been in seclusion for six years? How is he still alive?!"

"What do we do now? Jiang Daoxuan is a man even our ancestral elder fears! Can we possibly handle him?!"

"W-What if we just retreat? We have our ancestral elder guarding us, and we haven't truly destroyed the Jiang family—best we just pay some compensation."

Many Tang family members, before even fighting, were already trembling with fear.

As fellow members of the four great clans,

They were certainly no strangers to Jiang Daoxuan's fearsome reputation.

He was the top genius once hailed by Wudan City's current mayor as the most likely to become the city's third Purple Mansion cultivator!

Now, such a figure had arrived—like an unscalable, towering mountain—leaving them paralyzed with dread and despair!

So now, the question was no longer whether they could destroy the Jiang family, but whether they could escape unscathed.

The Tang family members were still stunned.

The Wang brothers, former Jiang family retainers, were utterly horrified. "Patriarch?"

They could not believe their eyes.

Jiang Daoxuan, who had been in seclusion for six years and was universally presumed dead, had somehow reappeared.

Suddenly, regret surged within them.

Had they known Jiang Daoxuan would return, why had they switched allegiances so publicly?

They had made themselves despised by both sides.

But… given our decades of loyal service to the family, surely the patriarch won't punish us too harshly?

"Jiang Daoxuan?"

Tang Zhengyang's eyes widened, his face as if he had seen a ghost.

He had never imagined the voice that had spoken was Jiang Daoxuan—the man long declared dead!

Facing this man who had dominated Wudan City, even though he himself had reached the peak of Primordial Realm, his heart still trembled with panic.

Among the Jiang family crowd,

The Grand Elder gazed at Jiang Daoxuan.

His lips parted slightly; though a thousand words surged within him, he did not know where to begin.

Everything felt too dreamlike—he feared this was merely his own illusion!

"Do not worry. Rest well. The rest is up to me."

Jiang Daoxuan looked at the Grand Elder and spoke softly.

As his words fell, like a spring breeze brushing over hearts, the Jiang family's expressions eased, their inner burdens dissolved, their bodies refreshed.

Then, Jiang Daoxuan turned to face Tang Zhengyang.

Their gazes met.

The icy light in his eyes made Tang Zhengyang shudder.

Sweat beaded on his forehead; his throat dried instantly, and he involuntarily swallowed.

Under this overwhelming aura, he immediately wished to flee.

"J-Jiang Patriarch, this is all a misunderstanding—please, let me explain…"