In front of the west gate of the Sword Tower!
After a furious threat, Zhuo Yucheng used his origin energy and soul power to form a giant hand, intending to crush Yu Haoran to death.
After all, Yu Haoran was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and was not a young talent that he was familiar with.
Just as Zhuo Yucheng used his origin energy and soul power to form a giant hand, Yu Haoran, who was counting down in his heart, suddenly took a step forward and quickly punched out. While instantly shattering the giant hand, his fist, which was not weakened in the slightest, heavily smashed onto Zhuo Yucheng's head.
Under Zhuo Yucheng's incredulous gaze, his entire head was completely smashed into countless pieces of flesh.
After using his origin energy to throw the splattered blood and brain matter, as well as Zhuo Yucheng's corpse, several hundred meters away from the Sword Tower, Yu Haoran directly sat cross-legged in front of the west gate, quietly waiting for the Sword Tower to reopen.
"He even dared to kill a Deacon of the Yuxu Temple. Where did this kid come from?" Looking at the headless corpse that was thrown out of the Sword Tower, among the crowd on the mountain peak, a peak Third Grade Martial Saint expert who was very familiar with the Yuxu Temple asked himself with a shocked expression.
"This person is Yu Haoran from the Southern Domain's second-rate sect, the Hundred Chi Gate. His master is the Clear Cloud Peak's Wuwei Sword Saint, Feng Qingyun."
Just as the crowd was asking each other about Yu Haoran's background, a voice suddenly sounded from the mountain peak, introducing Yu Haoran's background.
"Who, who is it? Who was speaking just now?"
The inexplicable introduction immediately attracted the attention of the crowd on the mountain peak. However, after the crowd asked back and forth, no one stood out to admit it.
However, what no one noticed was that among the crowd on the west side of the mountain peak, a middle-aged man of about forty years old, wearing a grey robe, was looking down at the bluestone beneath his feet.
However, in the middle-aged man's eyes, there was a strong sense of hatred.
"Yu Haoran, not only did you cause the death of my wife and child, you also forced me to give up the position of Sect Master and become a stray dog. I, Zhao Ji, will never forget this hatred."
The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at the green stone beneath his feet. His heart was filled with an overwhelming amount of hatred.
That's right, the person who had deliberately changed his voice to reveal Yu Haoran's origin was the former Gate Master Zhao Ji, who had escaped from the Hundred Chi Gate.
After successfully escaping from the Hundred Chi Gate by deceiving his uncle, Zhao Ji headed straight for the branch of the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion in Xianyang City.
Originally, he thought that with his cultivation at the peak of the Ninth Grade Martial Royal Realm, he should be valued by the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion. They would definitely send experts to help him regain the position of the Sect Master.
However, what he did not expect was that the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion would not only reject his request on the spot, but also pursue the loss of the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion after the mission failed.
If not for the special relationship he had with Jiang Yan, the Vice Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion, he would not have been able to leave the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion branch in Xianyang City alive.
All of this had been brought upon him by Yu Haoran. This caused his hatred for Yu Haoran to reach the point where he would not rest until he was dead.
However, following the rise of Yu Haoran's reputation, Zhao Ji sadly realized that his desire for revenge was becoming more and more remote.
This was especially true when Yu Haoran had killed eleven Quasi-Venerable level exotic beasts in the Hengduan Mountains under the witness of the Heavenly Way. Zhao Ji knew that he would not be able to kill his enemy even if he died alone.
Therefore, he planned to leave the Southern Region and head to the Central Region to see if he could join a first-rate sect. He would then borrow the strength of the first-rate sect to help him destroy Yu Haoran.
However, he did not expect to see Yu Haoran during the short period of rest on the Twin Ox Mountain. He even saw him kill the deacon of the Yuxu Temple, Zhuo Yucheng.
He knew that his hope had come!
If he secretly went to the Yuxu Temple to inform them, not only would he be able to borrow the strength of the Yuxu Temple to kill Yu Haoran, he would also have a high chance of joining the Yuxu Temple.
Although his position would not be very high, he would at least be able to gain a foothold in the Central Region. He might even be able to borrow the strength of the Yuxu Temple to regain the position of Sect Master of the Hundred Chi Gate.
However, in order to prevent Yu Haoran from denying it, he had to take the risk of exposing Yu Haoran's background.
In this way, Yu Haoran would not be able to deny killing the deacon Zhuo Yucheng in front of everyone.
When everyone's attention returned to the opening of the Sword Gauntlet, Zhao Ji quietly left the Twin Ox Mountain and headed straight for the Yuxu Temple in the Central Region.
…!
Sitting cross-legged at the west gate of the Sword Gauntlet, Yu Haoran slowly closed his eyes and separated his consciousness into two parts.
One part of his consciousness was used to recall his understanding of the way of the sword in his previous life. The other part of his consciousness was used to look through all the sword arts and martial skills that he had collected during this period of time. With the help of his accumulation of sword arts, he would be able to increase his sword arts cultivation through the Sword Gauntlet.
Time passed by minute by minute!
An hour later, as the light on the east gate of the Sword Gauntlet dimmed, a peak Ninth Grade Martial Saint expert walked out from the south gate of the Sword Gauntlet with an excited expression.
As if he did not see the crowd watching him, the peak Ninth Grade Martial Saint expert used his maximum speed and quickly returned to the inn that he had rented in the Right Ox City. He started to comprehend what he had gained from the Sword Gauntlet.
After another twenty minutes, as the light on the north gate of the Sword Gauntlet dimmed, another peak Ninth Grade Martial Saint expert walked out from the south gate of the Sword Gauntlet excitedly and quickly returned to the inn that he had rented in the Right Ox City.
In less than three minutes, as the light on the west gate of the Sword Gauntlet dimmed, a First Tribulation Quasi-Martial Saint expert walked out from the south gate of the Sword Gauntlet with furrowed brows.
However, he did not immediately leave the mountain peak. Instead, he found a green rock on the mountain peak and sat cross-legged on the green rock. He started to study what he had been puzzled about.
The actions of the First Tribulation Quasi-Martial Saint expert caused the faces of the people on the mountain peak to turn ugly.
Because this meant that the First Tribulation Quasi-Martial Saint expert would definitely choose to re-enter the Sword Gauntlet after figuring out what he was puzzled about. This also meant that there would be one less person to enter the Sword Gauntlet.
Just as the three experts who had entered the Sword Gauntlet left, the east gate, west gate of the Sword Gauntlet that was originally closed quickly opened.
Without any hesitation, Yu Haoran immediately stood up and walked into the Sword Gauntlet.
As a strange energy swept through his body, a sword slowly condensed in the air of the first level of the Sword Gauntlet. It was an ordinary iron sword.
Waving his hand at the iron sword in the air, the iron sword instantly flew into his hand.
After holding the iron sword in his hand and drawing a sword flower, Yu Haoran looked straight at the figure that was slowly condensing in front of him. A martial artist who was purely condensed from energy, a swordsman who was only a First Grade Martial Disciple.
Taking a deep breath, Yu Haoran controlled his strength to that of a First Grade Martial Disciple and took the initiative to attack.
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