My strength increases by one percent every day; I can destroy stars with my bare hands.

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Xuancang led three hundred elite border troops straight towards the Iron Fist Gate.

Iron Fist Clan is a prominent gang in Anzhou City, with thousands of disciples scattered throughout the city and its streets.

The sect leader is a top expert whose cultivation has reached the Gangqi Realm, and there are no fewer than a dozen people in the Blood Condensation Realm within the sect. They have been rampant in Anzhou for many years.

The gangs were unruly and considered themselves to be outlaws of the martial world, and they had always been at odds with the imperial court.

He has always disregarded the government and military, doing as he pleased, and even the imperial court had to give him some leeway.

"Sir, should we report this to Commandant Du?"

Seeing that Li Xuancang was heading to the Iron Fist Sect to arrest someone, one of the centurions looked worried and wanted to report to Du Tianfeng.

Iron Fist Clan is a gang, and dealing with them will inevitably unite other gangs in their hatred of them.

Moreover, Tie Shanhe, the leader of the Iron Fist Sect, is a Qi Refining Realm expert, not someone that a mere few hundred people like them can handle.

"No need to trouble Lord Du."

Li Xuancang's expression remained cold and unchanged.

Du Tianfeng had already given him free rein, and as for Tie Shanhe, a Qi Refining Realm cultivator, Li Xuancang was confident he could handle him.

"But……"

Bai Jiang wanted to persuade him further, but Li Xuancang swept his cold gaze over him and said indifferently, "There are no 'buts'. The sky won't fall down."

After speaking, Li Xuancang ignored the hundred generals and hurried on his way.

Bai Jiang hesitated, then could only smile wryly and quickly follow the others to the Iron Fist Sect.

He had tried his best to stop him, but Li Xuancang was determined to go his own way, and there was nothing he could do about it.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the army had completely surrounded the Iron Fist Sect's headquarters.

Li Xuancang stood in front of the gate and raised his hand to signal the soldiers to form ranks.

With spears drawn and swords and shields standing tall, the three hundred border soldiers exuded an imposing aura and a murderous intent, completely surrounding the Iron Fist Sect.

"Who goes there? How dare you act so insolently at my Iron Fist Sect?"

"Stop right there."

"What do you want to do?"

"..."

When the Iron Fist Sect guards saw Li Xuancang and his group approaching menacingly, they showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, they shouted at them to stop them from entering.

The soldiers, whom everyone feared like tigers, were nothing more than this in their eyes.

Gang members take pride in opposing the imperial court and never respect it.

"Bang!"

Li Xuancang didn't say anything, but kicked out, sending a gatekeeper who was loudly questioning him flying.

"Bang!"

He collapsed to the ground and died instantly.

Upon seeing this, the others' faces changed drastically, their bodies trembled, and they froze on the spot.

Li Xuancang's voice pierced through the door and echoed inside.

"Listen up, Iron Fist Sect members! Tie Yue is colluding with evil cultivators. Hand him over immediately, or we'll raze the Iron Fist Sect to the ground!"

Li Xuancang had no time or inclination to waste on the Iron Fist Sect. He only wanted to find the whereabouts of the Xuan Yin Elder and kill him completely to prevent future troubles.

"presumptuous!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door swung open from the inside with a loud bang.

Tie Shanhe led dozens of elders and a large number of disciples out slowly, with thousands of followers holding clubs, knives and spears, standing on both sides.

Each of them wore an arrogant expression and a contemptuous look, completely disregarding the government troops before them.

Tie Shanhe was as tall and strong as an iron tower, his body filled with refined qi, revealing his qi cultivation level.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking, and his arrogant gaze swept over Li Xuancang in front of him, his face full of disdain.

"Such arrogance." Tie Shanhe sneered, his tone full of mockery.

"My Iron Fist Sect has been established in Anzhou for a century. How dare you, a mere centurion, barge in and arrest people at will?"

Others stepped forward, pointed at Li Xuancang, and publicly humiliated him.

"He's just a mere warrior who rose to the rank of centurion through battlefield exploits, yet he dares to swagger and bully me in front of my Iron Fist Sect?"

"We martial arts practitioners are known for our righteous indignation and quick revenge. How could we collude with evil cultivators? This is clearly a fabrication on your part."

"Hahaha, what else can the imperial soldiers do besides bully the common people by taking advantage of their numbers?"

"Who do you think you are, my young sect leader? Do you think you can just arrest me like that? If you're so capable, then step over our dead bodies to get in here. If you're not, then obediently go back to your camp and stop making a fool of yourself here."

"..."

The disciples and elders shouted and made a lot of insults, showing no regard for Li Xuancang and his three hundred elite soldiers.

Relying on their superior numbers and the high cultivation level of their sect leader, they were not afraid of the imperial army at all, displaying an attitude of complete arrogance.

Tie Yue hid behind the crowd, peeking out to see Li Xuancang and his men who had come with murderous intent. His heart tightened, and he felt uneasy.

"Damn it, the army is coming to my door, I'm in danger."

Knowing that Li Xuancang had come for him, Tie Yue knew that he had aroused the suspicion of the army.

Even though he is the young master of the Iron Fist Sect, his chances of survival are slim.

"No, I absolutely cannot admit it."

Tie Yue made up his mind to deny it to the death, otherwise not only would he be in grave danger, but the Iron Fist Sect would also be implicated.

The two sides were locked in a tense standoff, attracting the attention of many onlookers.

"What's going on? Why have the soldiers surrounded the Iron Fist Sect?"

"These henchmen of the imperial court are truly lawless; they should be taught a lesson."

"It's one thing for them to bully ordinary people, but they dare to bully us too. They're courting death."

"..."

Most of the people around were gangsters. Seeing the army and the Iron Fist Sect facing off, they were all filled with righteous indignation and glared angrily at the army.

"Li Xuancang, your sister had a conflict with the young lady of the Marquis of Anzhou's mansion, but you didn't dare to go and cause trouble for the Marquis's mansion. Instead, you came to me to vent your anger. You are truly a despicable and cowardly coward."

At this moment, Tie Yue, standing in the crowd, looked both angry and aggrieved, and his words caused everyone around him to change their expressions.

"I see, so this is settling a personal score under the guise of official business."

"What a fine commander, what a fine army!"

"This is outrageous! Do you think we're so easily fooled?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the scene immediately spiraled out of control. The people around them had bloodshot eyes and wished they could tear Li Xuancang and the others to pieces.

Looking at everyone's reactions, Tie Yue's face still showed anger and grievance, but inwardly he was sneering.

He said this on purpose to muddy the waters, to make people think he was the victim, to incite others' anger towards Li Xuancang, and to make Li Xuancang leave empty-handed.

"Is this really true?" Tie Shanhe's face was gloomy as he glared at Li Xuancang. He said confidently, "Yue'er, don't worry. With your father here, I won't allow them to distort the truth and make false accusations."

The Iron Fist Clan members were filled with righteous indignation, their faces full of arrogance, rubbing their fists together, eager to try their skills.

"furious."

"Do you even have any regard for the imperial court?"

"Are you trying to rebel?"

"..."

The relationship between the two sides was already extremely hostile, and Iron Fist Sect's provocative attitude enraged the three hundred soldiers.

His murderous aura erupted, and he gripped his weapon tightly, waiting for Li Xuancang's command to launch a fierce attack on the gate.