"We meet again, father and son."

The surrounding sounds suddenly fell silent at that moment. Everyone and everything else was cast aside, leaving only the intense emotions between father and son.

They looked at each other, and an inexplicable emotion intertwined in the air at that moment.

Chen Yuan looked at Xiang Qianqiu, and Xiang Qianqiu also looked at Chen Yuan. Both had a lot to say, but at this moment of first meeting, they didn't quite know what to say from their hearts.

Feng Jiuge suddenly looked up, her heart shaking. She truly heard Xiang Qianqiu's words—they met again, father and son... They... turned out to be father and son!

And this battle was a confrontation between father and son!

An azure light inadvertently flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes. He clearly saw the profound Qi Fortune unique to Xiang Qianqiu, which also allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

Back when the Purple Gold Mountain battle concluded, he saw a man in black leave the battlefield and sensed the Qi Fortune on him. At that time, he felt from the bottom of his heart that it was Xiang Qianqiu.

But feeling was just feeling, and it was only with confirmation at this moment that he truly felt at ease. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"It seems you're not surprised?"

In the end, Xiang Qianqiu was the first to break the silence, stepping towards Chen Yuan with a slightly playful expression on his face.

"Why surprised? Wasn't it you who led me here?"

Chen Yuan's expression remained calm, without any ripples from beginning to end, showing no shock or panic at Xiang Qianqiu's sudden appearance.

This scene was something he had envisioned a long time ago.

"So, you think you can kill me?"

Neither Xiang Qianqiu nor Chen Yuan rushed to make a move.

Although they both wished to kill each other immediately, this was not the right time to act; they had yet to fully display their powers.

Barely a fight was starting.

This wasn't the first time the father and son met; the first time was during the battle of Liangshan when Xiang Qianqiu pierced the identity between them.

The second time was after the Purple Gold Mountain battle when Xiang Qianqiu left without saying a word to him.

No matter how many times you count, their direct communication was very few, but their confrontations were far more numerous than this.

Xiang Qianqiu's shadow loomed over Chen Yuan's life, beginning from Ping'an County, pretending to be Xu Yan Monk, the Dragon Slayer Arhat, secretly watching him at Cien Temple.

Throughout his step-by-step growth, Xiang Qianqiu was always observing him.

This was a rare opportunity, and essentially their last chance to meet. He... they both had a lot they wanted to say.

"Didn't you draw me here because you thought you could kill me?" Chen Yuan chuckled softly, a slight grin at the corner of his mouth.

Xiang Qianqiu smiled faintly:

"Father and son at war... this is truly a grand drama."

"So, who is to blame for this?"

"Of course, blame me."

"Heh heh...."

"Chen Yuan, today you're destined not to escape this calamity, no matter your preparations. It's impossible to survive. You may not believe it, but it's the truth."

Xiang Qianqiu looked directly at Chen Yuan, speaking each word clearly.

"Nothing is absolute; often, the more confident the person, the more miserable their defeat."

"Heh heh, I'm not saying this to persuade you to surrender; rather, I hope you can see the situation clearly. There's no need for unnecessary conflict between us."

"When the snipe and clam quarrel, the fisherman benefits."

"So what?"

"You can also see the current world's situation. If you and I join forces, the world can be stabilized, and our Xiang Family's eight-hundred-year legacy shall continue."

"And we, father and son, will undoubtedly be remembered in history, as models for my Xiang Family's descendants."

Xiang Qianqiu's expression was very earnest.

"I remember you wanted to kill me."

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow. He expected coercion and allure at this stage, not this affectionate father-and-son act.

"Times have changed; I admit, at first, I saw you as a pawn. For the Great Chu Xiang Family's foundation, I believed everything could be sacrificed, including myself."

"But now it's different. I hope... you and I can temporarily set aside our grievances."

In the past, Xiang Qianqiu spent his life pursuing the Realm of the Grand Ancestor, aiming for Great Chu's eight-hundred-year inheritance. For this, he meticulously planned even on the unborn Chen Yuan.

He extracted clan members' bloodlines to build his Foundation Establishment, burying certain things, only to be discovered by Chen Xuanling, who pleaded for the child's life.

At that time, he softened.

So, he took no action when Wu Daozi took Chen Yuan away.

Later, with Chen Yuan's rise to fame, he gradually recalled this child, realizing his breakthrough's hope seemed truly tied to him.

Thus, he started to plot step by step, becoming an invisible hand, pushing Chen Yuan forward.

Sometimes, he would regret.

Especially as he saw Chen Yuan grow stronger, now reaching an equal footing, deepening his regret.

He even felt an inexpressible fear.

He considered himself the heir to the Grand Ancestor, with the God Slaying Spear voluntarily recognizing him as master, once swollen with pride. But now, he discovered that Chen Yuan... was the one who truly resembled the Grand Ancestor.

Previously, the Hall Master of Seven Killings Hall said if they teamed up, half of the Central Plains would be theirs. He scoffed at him at the time.

But what was in his mind, no one knew.

Now, with the advantage, he... was willing to spare Chen Yuan this time, not for himself, not for Chen Xuanling, and certainly not for Chen Yuan.