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Chapter 455 The Sect Leaderʼs Ambition · Oct 15, 2026

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451 Chapter 451 Heaven Sword Sect Splitting? 2026-10-15
452 Chapter 452 New Sect Leader Of Heaven Sword Sect! 2026-10-15
453 Chapter 453 Changed Heaven Sword Sect 2026-10-15
454 Chapter 454 Return to the new Heaven Sword Sect 2026-10-15
455 Chapter 455 The Sect Leaderʼs Ambition 2026-10-15
456 Chapter 456 The Arrogance of a Would-Be Ruler 2026-10-15
457 Chapter 457 Fear Appears in a Sect Leaderʼs Eyes 2026-10-15
458 Chapter 458 Arenʼt You Glad to Be Useful? 2026-10-15
459 Chapter 459 What Can Happen? 2026-10-15
460 Chapter 460 Familiar Faces 2026-10-15
461 Chapter 461 The Provocation of Yuan Jie 2026-10-15
462 Chapter 462 Lin Xuan vs Yuan Jie! 2026-10-15
463 Chapter 463 Kneel Before the Young Master 2026-10-15
464 Chapter 464 Kneel Properly 2026-10-15
465 Chapter 465 Yun Mo Kou Sky Pirate! 2026-10-15
466 Chapter 466 Trouble in the Sky! 2026-10-15
467 Chapter 467 Sky Pirate Leaderʼs Power 2026-10-15
468 Chapter 468 Crimson Flames Extinguished Beneath a Single Slash 2026-10-15
469 Chapter 469 Identity of Yun Mo Kou Sky Pirateʼs Leader 2026-10-15
470 Chapter 470 Experiments with Sun Dao Fragments 2026-10-15
471 Chapter 471 The Underground Experiment Chamber 2026-10-15
472 Chapter 472 Justice in the Dark Chamber 2026-10-15
473 Chapter 473 Azure Sun Holy Sect Surrounds the Intruders 2026-10-15
474 Chapter 474 Azure Sun Holy Sect Vs Bai Clan! 2026-10-15
475 Chapter 475 Wen Haoyu Panics 2026-10-15
476 Chapter 476 Bai Renʼs Dominance 2026-10-15
477 Chapter 477 Vanished in the Chaos 2026-10-15
478 Chapter 478 Whereʼs the Treasure? 2026-10-15
479 Chapter 479 Sun Dao 2026-10-15
480 Chapter 480 Golden Rebirth 2026-10-15
481 Chapter 481 A Clan Above the Law 2026-10-15
482 Chapter 482 A Week Before Judgment 2026-10-15
483 Chapter 483 Imperial Court Convenes 2026-10-15
484 Chapter 484 Righteousness and Hypocrisy 2026-10-15
485 Chapter 485 Beneath the Holy Sectʼs Halo 2026-10-15
486 Chapter 486 End of Wen Haoyu 2026-10-15
487 Chapter 487 Foolish Decision 2026-10-15
488 Chapter 488 The Ancestorʼs Confession 2026-10-15
489 Chapter 489 The Final Nail in Wen Haoyuʼs Coffin 2026-10-15
490 Chapter 490 Wen Haoyuʼs Execution 2026-10-15
491 Chapter 491 The Invitation That Allowed No Refusal 2026-10-15
492 Chapter 492 Essence of Bai Clan? 2026-10-15
493 Chapter 493 The Name That Shook Her 2026-10-15
494 Chapter 494 Spoils of a Fallen Sect 2026-10-15
495 Chapter 495 Clan Leader Training 2026-10-15
496 Chapter 496 Chong Sheng Returns 2026-10-15
497 Chapter 497 Chong Shengʼs Power 2026-10-15
498 Chapter 498 Destruction of Quan Clan 2026-10-15
499 Chapter 499 Quan Clan Destroyed 2026-10-15
500 Chapter 500 Back at Falling Star Empire! 2026-10-15

Chapter 455 The Sect Leaderʼs Ambition

Han Shenwuʼs cold voice echoed across the platform as he turned, robes fluttering with authority he believed he possessed.

Several disciples moved aside, already forming a path.

But before Bai Zihan moved, a hand reached out.

It stopped Bai Zihan.

”Wait!”

The voice was familiar.

Bai Xueqing!

At her side, Chu Ziyan followed, surprised and a little embarrassed as she recalled how Bai Zihan had treated her previously.

Han Shenwu paused mid-step and glanced back, irritation flashing across his face.

”Bai Xueqing?” he frowned. ”What is this? Are you planning to interfere too?” Bai Xueqing ignored him completely.

She stepped closer to Bai Zihan and leaned in slightly, lowering her voice so only he could hear.

”What are you doing here?”

She whispered.

Her tone wasnʼt reproachful.

She knew that Bai Zihan wasnʼt cripple, and with his strength, he should be able to take care of Elder Han.

However, this was still enemy territory, and who knew what would happen once he entered their den?

Bai Zihan didnʼt even bring any Grand Elder with him.

(How did Father even let him go?)

Bai Xueqing thought.

With him believing Bai Zihan was crippled, there was no way he would let him leave the Bai Estate-especially after that assassination attempt.

And even if he did, he would at least send a Grand Elder as his guardian.

Bai Zihan turned his head slightly to look at her.

So close that she could clearly see his face.

And for a split second-

Her brows knit together.

(... Did he grow taller?)

The thought slipped into her mind unbidden.

She didnʼt know what it was, but she could clearly feel that something about him was different than usual.

She dismissed the distraction and focused.

Bai Zihan looked at her.

He smiled.

”Dear Sister,” Bai Zihan said teasingly, his voice low but clear, ”thereʼs no need to worry about me.”

He glanced past her, toward Han Shenwu.

”Itʼs just Elder Han that Iʼm meeting”

The words fell lightly.

But the effect was immediate.

Han Shenwuʼs expression twisted.

”Elder?”

He snapped, rage flaring in his eyes as he turned fully around.

”Watch your mouth, Bai Zihan!”

His aura surged, sharp and oppressive.

”My father is the Sect Leader now! Show some respect when you speak!”

Bai Zihan looked at him as if he were looking at something mildly amusing.

Then he shrugged.

”Why should I?”

The platform fell silent.

Bai Zihan continued, his voice calm and unhurried.

”I killed several Great Ascension Realm Demonic Elders.”

A pause.

”Several Grade-10 Demonic Beasts.”

He tilted his head slightly.

”What has Elder Han achieved compared to me?”

The words struck like a hammer.

Undeniable, brutal truth.

The surrounding disciples stiffened.

Some inhaled sharply.

Han Shenwuʼs mouth opened-

Then closed.

His face darkened.

He had no rebuttal.

Because everyone knew it was true.

”You-!” Han Shenwu finally snarled, then sneered harshly. ”That was the past!”

He pointed accusingly at Bai Zihan.

”Now youʼre a cripple! You canʼt even circulate Qi! Youʼre not even worthy of

carrying my fatherʼs shoes!”

His eyes burned with malice.

”Enough talk,” Han Shenwu said coldly. ”Follow me!”

”Iʼll have you expelled-properly-just like you want.”

Han Shenwu didnʼt want to argue with Bai Zihan any longer; it felt like he was

losing years off his lifespan just standing there.

”Iʼm coming too!”

Bai Xueqing said immediately, stepping forward.

Han Shenwuʼs reaction was instant.

”No!” he barked sharply, almost too fast. ”This has nothing to do with you!”

His tone was defensive.

Too defensive.

Bai Xueqing frowned.

Suspicion flickered in her eyes.

Bai Zihan noticed it as well.

He glanced at Bai Xueqing, then shook his head faintly.

”Itʼs fine,” he said calmly. ”You donʼt need to come.”

He leaned in slightly, his voice soft enough that only she could hear.

”Iʼll be back in a jiffy”

Han Shenwu scoffed but didnʼt say anything.

Bai Xueqing was still worried, but she nodded anyway.

There was nothing she could do and she feared that she would get in Bai

Zihanʼs way.

Bai Zihan stepped forward.

Kong Zhanghong followed immediately, half a pace behind him, his expression

cold and vigilant.

Han Shenwu glanced back once, saw Kong Zhanghong trailing along, and

sneered.

But he didnʼt stop him.

As if Kong Zhanghongʼs presence didnʼt matter.

The group moved deeper into the Heaven Sword Sect.

Sword pillars passed by.

Courtyards unfolded one after another.

Along the outer training grounds, disciples were cultivating openly.

Qi surged.

Bai Zihanʼs gaze swept across them casually.

Then-

His eyes narrowed, and he stopped walking.

Han Shenwu frowned and turned back impatiently.

”What now?”

Bai Zihan looked toward the training ground.

Several disciples sat cross-legged, Spiritual Qi flowing around them in a very familiar pattern.

Their Qi circulation followed a precise rhythm-drawing Heaven and Earthʼs spiritual essence into their meridians, refining it through a harmonized cycle

that Bai Zihan could recognize even with his eyes closed.

Heavenly Mandate Assimilation Art!

”Are they all cultivating Heavenly Mandate Assimilation Art?”

He asked casually.

Han Shenwu scoffed, as if heʼd just heard something ridiculous.

”What?” he sneered. ”What are you implying now?”

He crossed his arms.

”Donʼt tell me you want to accuse the Heaven Sword Sect of stealing your Bai

Clanʼs technique?”

His lips curled upward mockingly.

Bai Zihan shook his head lightly.

”No,” he said. ”I was just asking”

His gaze shifted back to Han Shenwu.

”Do you cultivate it too?”

Han Shenwu stiffened for half a breath.

Then he laughed loudly.

”So what if I do?” he said arrogantly. ”Everyone cultivates it now.”

He leaned closer, eyes full of disdain.

”If you have a problem,” Han Shenwu sneered, ”then go ask your Bai Clan.”

”Wasnʼt it your people who gave it away for free?”

Bai Zihan listened quietly.

Then-

He smiled.

”I see,” he said softly.

He turned forward again and resumed walking, unhurried.

Kong Zhanghong glanced at him, then at the cultivating disciples, his eyes darkening-but he said nothing.

Behind them, Han Shenwu snorted.

”Putting on airs,” he muttered. ”Still acting like you matter.”

Bai Zihan didnʼt respond.

But inwardly, his thoughts were clear.

(This will be easier than I thought.)

***

The Main Hall loomed ahead.

Bai Zihan stepped inside.

Kong Zhanghong followed, his gaze sweeping the surroundings with quiet vigilance.

The moment Bai Zihan crossed the threshold, his eyes lifted to the front of the hall-

And paused.

At the highest point, where the Sect Leaderʼs seat once stood simple and restrained, a throne now occupied the space.

Not a scat.

A throne.

Carved from jade, elevated higher than before, its armrests etched with domineering sword patterns meant to inspire awe and submission.

Bai Zihanʼs lips curved faintly.

(So he even changed the chair.)

Ambition, laid bare.

Han Shenwu strode forward eagerly, unable to hide the excitement in his steps. ”Father!” he called out loudly, pride clear in his voice. ”Iʼve brought Bai Zihan!”

It was then that Bai Zihan understood.

From the moment Han Shenwu intercepted him-

This had always been the goal.

Bring him here.

The hall fell silent.

At the throne, Elder Han sat with his eyes closed, hands resting calmly on the armrests, as if he had been waiting all along.

Slowly-

His eyes opened.

Sharp and calculating.

They settled on Bai Zihan.

”I see,” Elder Han said calmly, his voice echoing across the hall.

”Good work!”

His gaze lingered on Bai Zihan, measuring, probing.

The faintest smile tugged at his lips.

Then-

Boom!

The massive stone doors slammed shut.

Runes flared to life along the seams, sword formations snapping into place with a sharp, metallic hum.

Kong Zhanghongʼs expression changed instantly.

He spun around, his hand already reaching for his weapon-

Only for several figures to appear behind him in a blur.

Han Shenwuʼs lackeys.

Prepared and waiting.

Their combined auras surged as they locked him in place, the formation suppressing his movement.

”Kong Zhanghong!” one of them barked. ”Donʼt move!”

Kong Zhanghong struggled, veins bulging as he forced his head to turn.

”Young Master!” he shouted urgently. ”Leave-now!”

The pressure around him intensified.

Yet-

Bai Zihan didnʼt move.

He didnʼt even turn around.

He stood calmly in the center of the hall, hands behind his back, posture relaxed as if the sealed doors and activated formations were nothing more

than decorations.

Elder Han watched this with visible amusement.

”Bai Zihan,” he said slowly, leaning back against the throne, fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.

”Do you even know what kind of trouble youʼre in?”

His eyes gleamed.

”Do you truly think you can walk out of here?”

Bai Zihan finally looked at him.

His gaze was calm.

Almost bored.

He chuckled softly.

”And what exactly can someone like you do?”

Bai Zihan asked lightly.

”Lick Li or Zhao Clanʼs shoe?”

The temperature in the hall dropped instantly.

Elder Hanʼs expression darkened.

His fingers clenched.

”How dare you,” he snapped, aura flaring violently. ”I need no oneʼs help!”

He rose from the throne, sword intent bursting forth like a storm.

”I am the Sect Leader of the Heaven Sword Sect,” Elder Han declared proudly.

”The strongest sect in the Desolate Heaven Empire!”

His voice thundered through the hall.

”With the Heaven Sword Sect under my command, who would I need to bow

to?!”

Bai Zihan nodded slowly.

”Of course,” he said dryly.

”Of course!”

The sarcasm in his tone was unmistakable.

Then he tilted his head slightly.

”Then,” Bai Zihan continued calmly, ”for what reason do you need me?”

The question landed cleanly.

Elder Han stared at him for a long moment.

Then-

He laughed.

A low, satisfied sound.

”Hostage,” Elder Han said plainly.

The word echoed. ”You may not be worth much in my eyes,” he continued, his gaze sharp and

calculating,

”but to the Bai Clan?”

He smiled.

”You are priceless.”

”I will trade you for the technique rumored to be Saint-Grade!”

Elder Han said confidently.

His eyes gleamed with naked greed.

In his mind, an image resurfaced-

Bai Ren.

The Grand Elders.

That overwhelming strike.

That power that made heaven and earth tremble. (With that power...)

(What Li Clan? What Zhao Clan? What Bai Clan?)

(Even the Imperial Family would bow.)

Elder Hanʼs smile widened. ”With you in my hands,” he said slowly, ”everything will come to me!”

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