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**Chapter 95: The Celestial's Justice**

Chen Beixuan's gaze never wavered from Xuan Yuchen's as he spoke in a low, menacing tone, "You should have stayed out of this, Xuan Yuchen. You should have listened to me from the beginning."

Xuan Yuchen's eyes flashed with anger, but he knew better than to provoke Chen Beixuan further. He took a step back, his hands raised in a defensive gesture. "I was just trying to protect our clan, Beixuan. You know as well as I do that the Shadow Clan's intentions are sinister."

Chen Beixuan's expression darkened, his voice growing colder. "Protect our clan? You're the one who's been playing both sides against each other, Xuan Yuchen. You're the one who's been hiding the truth from me."

Xuan Yuchen's face turned pale, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape. "I...I didn't mean to hurt anyone, Beixuan. I was just trying to—"

Chen Beixuan's roar cut him off, the sound waves causing the candles to flicker and the air to ripple. "Enough!" he bellowed, his fists clenched at his sides. "You're not worthy of speaking the name of our clan. You're a traitor, Xuan Yuchen."

The hall fell silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the two men. Chen Beixuan's words hung in the air like a challenge, daring Xuan Yuchen to deny them.

Suddenly, the doors to the hall burst open, and a figure strode in, his eyes blazing with intensity. "Beixuan, stop!" he shouted, his voice echoing off the stone walls.

It was Li Yao, his face pale and his eyes sunken, but his determination unwavering. "You can't do this, Beixuan. You can't just condemn Xuan Yuchen without a trial."

Chen Beixuan's gaze snapped to Li Yao, his eyes burning with fury. "You're too late, Li Yao. The truth is out. Xuan Yuchen is a traitor, and he's going to pay for his betrayal."

The air seemed to vibrate with tension as the two men faced off, their eyes locked in a silent challenge. The outcome was far from certain, and the fate of the clan hung in the balance.

And then, just as it seemed that the storm was about to break, the room was plunged into darkness, the candles extinguished by an unseen force. The silence was oppressive, heavy with anticipation.

Who would emerge victorious? Only time would tell.

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Please note that this is a continuation of the story, and some details may be missing if you haven't read the previous chapters.