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Chapter 897: Chapter Thirty-Three: The Plan to Destroy the Clan! Shut the Door to Beat the Dog Chapter 897: Chapter Thirty-Three: The Plan to Destroy the Clan! Shut the Door to Beat the Dog …

Outside the Dingpu Ferry Terminal.

The terrain of this stretch of the Peace River was relatively open and shielded by Backwater Bay upfront. Although the current was still swift, it was considerably gentler compared to the turbulent section beyond Broken Dragon Gorge.

It was this advantageous open and calm water geography that led the Old Ancestor Zhou Xuan to establish the Dingpu Ferry Terminal during the early days of settling Ping’an Town, connecting it to Changning Fort with a few battered ferry boats, thus creating a bustling scene.

Later, with the rise of the Wang family, the Dingpu Ferry Terminal was continuously expanded and deepened, eventually developing into a very prosperous large inland port.

The Jiaolong Gang and the Changning Wang Clan—one as the “River-Crossing Jiaolong” and the other as the “Grounded Tiger.”

Fifty years ago, the fierce clash at Dingpu Ferry Terminal between the two parties still circulates widely in Changning Guard to this day, a popular tale among the people.

Back then, Miss Li Yao of the Wang family, while still young, stood her ground against numerous heroes, and even more impressively, she deterred many Jiaolong Gang’s powerhouses with her move, “Heavenly River Spanning the Sky,” showcasing the unparalleled elegance of a young Great Heavenly Proud Maiden.

Now, fifty years had swiftly passed by.

Miss Li Yao of the Wang family had become a renowned figure in Return to Dragon City, her fame at its peak, and her reputation gradually spread throughout the nation. Especially among the various Prominent Families of Longzuo County, aside from feelings of envy and hatred, there was even more pride for Miss Li Yao.

Thus, this fifty-year agreement was tugging at many hearts.

It had not been long since Long Wuji’s fleet arrived at the ferry terminal when various powers and Prominent Families, having heard the news, rushed to Dingpu Port to watch the spectacle. The port’s teahouses, taverns, and balconies of inns overlooking the water, and even the docks, were already packed with people.

In the midst of the Peace River, the dense array of Jiaolong Gang’s riverboats and warships almost occupied the whole river, appearing from afar like colossal moving fortresses, chilling and formidable.

On the decks, the giant crossbows shimmered with a frightening cold light in the sun, the Jiaolong Gang crew members, weapons in hand and with fierce looks in their eyes, were all ready for battle, eagerly eyeing the ferry terminal.

The shadow of the riverboats cast over the ferry terminal, and the Jiaolong banners fluttered in the wind, an invisible pressure enveloping the entire Dingpu Ferry Terminal, even the air seemed tinged with an indescribable oppression.

On the main ship’s deck, there stood a spacious dragon-headed Taishi Chair.

The ample seat, made entirely of Spirit Wood, was dark and hefty, with a rough and primitive depiction of a dragon carved on it, exuding an air of impressive dominance.

Seated on the Taishi Chair, dressed in a short tunic of plain cloth, with a full beard, Long Wuji sat with abandon, fiddling with a small Qiankun wine pot the size of a palm, sipping intermittently.

The small Qiankun wine pot with a metallic sheen in his hand was obviously a spatial item, its interior containing a whole universe. Despite drinking for so long, it showed no sign of running dry.

Behind the chair, Zhao Wu Qing stood with his arms folded, his head shaved and a fierce scar on his face. His expression was stern and rigid, like a towering iron Door God.

Arrayed behind Long Wuji were a dozen Jiaolong Gang leaders, fanned out in formation.

Each of these dozen leaders was a Tianren Realm powerhouse. At this moment, they did not conceal their strength; their formidable aura surged, intense and foreboding, as if even the wind blowing across the river surface was tinged with a touch of Evil Qi.

Wang Shouzhe, as the master of Ping’an Town, had to welcome the Honorable Guest, of course, how could he not appear?

At this moment, Wang Shouzhe also arrived at the Dingpu Ferry Terminal, surrounded by his family’s The head of household and clan.

After becoming a Great Heavenly Proud, Wang Shouzhe’s cultivation speed soared, and at the age of fifty-one, he successfully advanced to the Tianren Realm. Nearly forty years had passed since then, and his Cultivation base had already reached a profound and unfathomable level.

That youth who once had to rely on the reputation of Old Ancestor Longyan to bluff his way through and exhaust all his wits to barely support his family, had now become the mainstay of his clan, able to provide shelter to generations of his people in return.

Now at the age of ninety, although he still looked like a young man in appearance, his figure was no longer thin but had a sense of being staunch and mountain-like instead.

Because on his shoulders rested the future of the entire Wang family.

Amidst the billowing river wind, his white robe fluttered, profound and immovable as a mountain, his step calm and collected, showing no sign of being intimidated facing a Purple Abode Realm powerhouse.

Even in terms of presence alone, not looking at Cultivation Realm, he seemed no less imposing than Long Wuji.

His followers, the The head of household of the family, were also each robust with Mysterious Energy and possessed distinguished temperaments, not the least inferior even when compared to the Direct Line of a Fifth Grade Purple Abode Prominent Family.

Among them, three figures stood out with particularly remarkable auras.

One of them appeared to be quite old, with somewhat graying hair, and a touch of worldly wisdom shined through his eyes. His stature remained strong and vigorous, full of vitality, not at all like an old man.

This “old man” was, naturally, the oldest of the Wang family aside from Wang Longyan, Old Ancestor Xiao Han.

Although he was over sixty when he advanced to the Spiritual Platform Realm, which was considered quite old, his Cultivation speed picked up quite a bit after improving his aptitude. At one hundred and thirty-three years old, he successfully stepped into the Tianren Realm.

Now at one hundred and thirty-seven, he was not considered old among Tianren Realm powerhouses; it was just he looked senior due to his late advancement to the Spiritual Platform Realm. This lent him a complex temperament, seeming peaceful and wise.

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