"Your helper? Someone you called?" Jiang Qingshan's gaze already showed an emotion called fear.

The spatial barrier of the small world is far more reinforced than the outside world. In ancient times, this small world was used to prevent strong enemies from invading, and even warriors at the peak of the God-breaking Realm were helpless.

But now, the absolute defense that they believed would never have unexpected breaches has been shattered, crazily impacting their visual senses.

"Nonsense, or do you think I'm here to seek death?" Zhang Menglong sneered, "If I wasn't capable and came to trouble you, wouldn't I be a fool?"

"Quick! Capture him, or we'll all die!" Jiang Qingshan, truly ruthless and decisive, knew from seeing the small world about to be shattered how powerful the helper Zhang Menglong called could be. It's a force that the entire Cang Lan Sword Sect could not contend with.

If Zhang Menglong's helper entered, just from what they did to Zhang Menglong earlier, they'd be dead ten times over. Their only hope now is to immediately hold Zhang Menglong hostage for a slight chance.

Jiang Qingshan struck instantly, the powerful mystic qi of the Mystic-Breaking Realm condensed into a massive palm grabbing towards Zhang Menglong.

"I'm standing right here. If you can kill me, I'll swallow your entire Cang Lan Sword Sect!" Faced with the aggressive Jiang Qingshan, Zhang Menglong didn't even intend to evade.

But Jiang Qingshan's strike came too late. As the space fractured, a light pierced out from the dark spatial rift, like a meteor, penetrating Jiang Qingshan's head.

The light embedded itself into a rock at the entrance of Tianji Spring, and only then did everyone see what it was. No one expected it to be an ordinary leaf!

Jiang Qingshan still stared blankly ahead, but he had no breath left before his body fell.

The Sect Master of Cang Lan Sword Sect, a formidable warrior in the Mystic-Breaking Realm, had fallen suddenly in this manner.

"Hey, I told you you couldn't beat me, but you didn't believe!" Zhang Menglong leisurely strolled to Jiang Qingshan's side, reached out to close his unseeing eyes, then stuffed a pickled chicken claw into his mouth as a tribute.

"Sect Master!"

The elders of Cang Lan Sword Sect finally reacted at this moment, and their gazes towards Zhang Menglong were filled with fear.

"Uncle..." The Sixth Prince stared blankly. Not long ago, he imagined receiving the Sword God's legacy and rocking the Haotian Continent. But now, cold reality smashed his fantasy.

"He struck first. I just took emergency measures. This counts as reasonable self-defense. You all saw!" Zhang Menglong said.

At this moment, five people emerged from the spatial tear. Wearing long robes and masks covering their faces, each exuded a suffocating pressure.

"Greetings, Master!" The five knelt on one knee to Zhang Menglong. They were members of the Anti-Pornography Task Force from the Iron Sword Dynasty branch, having tailed Zhang Menglong into Cang Lan Sword Sect, waiting for his special signal to act.

"Get up. I don't like these formalities."

"Yes!" The five stood in unison, then stood like guards behind Zhang Menglong.

"God-breaking Realm experts!" The elders of Cang Lan Sword Sect were so frightened that their breathing slowed. Breaking the spatial barrier of this small world signifies a peak God-breaking realm, even among peaks!

Such people held Zhang Menglong in high regard, calling him Master. This surpassed their knowledge!

Avenging the Sect Master? Their minds were normal. Against peak God-breaking realm super powers, they weren't even worth a fart.

Catch the leader first, hold Zhang Menglong hostage? If they were capable of that, they'd be mixing within Ninth Grade organizations.

Especially Elder Hong Wei and the elder harboring deep enmity with the Han siblings, their bodies shook uncontrollably, thinking only two words - doomed!

They had no choice but to wait quietly for Zhang Menglong's judgment.

Kong Lan watched the scene unfold, thrilled to the point of almost high blood pressure. Zhang Menglong wasn't boasting; he truly came to trouble Cang Lan Sword Sect!

"Elder Yun, could you come over?" Zhang Menglong beckoned to Yun Senhai.

"Menglong... you..." Elder Yun finally understood that admiration for Cang Lan Sword Sect was pure nonsense. His visit aimed to challenge them!

"Elder Yun, you don't hold any sentiment for such a despicable sect, do you?"

Yun Senhai sighed, realizing Cang Lan Sword Sect's ugly face for the first time—indiscriminate measures for legacy preservation. He felt deeply ashamed.

But it was the place he grew up, where he poured all his feelings and passion. If the Cang Lan Sword Sect were truly destroyed by Zhang Menglong, he didn't know where he would go.

"A sect cannot be without a leader for a day. Elder Yun, are you interested in becoming the new Sect Leader of Cang Lan Sword Sect?" Zhang Menglong asked again.

Yun Senhai suddenly recalled Zhang Menglong's question when entering Cang Lan Sword Sect. He thought it was a joke, but now realized he considered the sect's fate back then.

He knew it was due to his kindness towards Zhang Menglong that he received such an opportunity, but he lacked confidence in being a Sect Master.

"Menglong, I'm just a martial artist of the God-breaking Second Realm. If I become Sect Master, I can't command the entire sect."

"Elder Yun, we can slowly cultivate to raise our realm, but poor character is hard to correct," Zhang Menglong gently tapped his forehead. "This is enough to help you command Cang Lan Sword Sect!"

"This is..."

Yun Senhai stood in disbelief as Zhang Menglong bestowed him with a cultivation technique called "Taiji Skill" and a swordsmanship named "Taiji Sword." The grade of these skills was something he never dared to dream of.

Zhang Menglong's Taiji Skill wasn't like that leisurely exercise by elders in parks on Earth. The Super God Academy provides nothing but the best. Restructured over thousands of years by Teacher Zhang, it rivals high-grade world techniques, nearly unmatched on Haotian Continent.

"Why are you all still standing there?" Zhang Menglong looked at Cang Lan Sword Sect's other elders. "Show your understanding through your actions!"

Only then did they realize, hastily kneeling before Yun Senhai, "Greetings, Sect Master Yun!"

"Sect Master Yun, I believe our first task is to clean Cang Lan Sword Sect's halls and purge the misconduct. What do you think?"

Yun Senhai instantly understood Zhang Menglong's intentions, turning to the farthest-remaining elder of Cang Lan Sword Sect.

"Elder Hu, regarding the Starry Night City blood incident, are you guilty?" When it happened, Yun Senhai was ashamed but powerless to change it; now a long-standing regret is fulfilled.

"Law Enforcement Hall, detain Elder Hu for judgment!"

...

"Hmm, high emotional intelligence!" Zhang Menglong nodded approvingly. As for Elder Hu's fate, that depends on how the Han siblings handle it. "Still, the name Cang Lan Sword Sect should change; it irks me!"

Leaping to Cang Lan Sword Sect's entrance, Zhang Menglong sliced the stone engraved with "Cang Lan Sword Sect" using his sword, inscribing a new name in crooked letters.

"From today, Cang Lan Sword Sect is officially renamed Sun Heaven Sect - Iron Sword Dynasty Branch!"