The central region, the Hidden Dragon Fortress!
An azure-robed middle-aged expert beside him asked worriedly when he saw two streams of sorrowful tears flow from the corners of his good friend's eyes.
"Brother Tao, are you alright?"
"Thank you for your concern, brother Wen. I'm fine."
The patriarch of the Tao clan nodded and thanked the middle-aged expert before quickly stopping his tears. He clasped his hands at Yu Haoran in the ring.
"Pill emperor Yu, since Chuanming is dead and you've won, can you return Chuanming's corpse to me?"
Apart from sorrow, there was no hatred or killing intent in the patriarch's voice. This meant that he was someone who followed the traditions of the martial way and adhered to the rules of the game.
Yu Haoran had always respected a pure martial way expert like him from the bottom of his heart.
As a result, he wrapped Tao Lianming's corpse with his origin force, as well as the high exalt sword and three supreme grade saint defensive artifacts that had fallen on the ring. He brought them all to the patriarch of the Tao clan.
After clasping his hands at Yu Haoran in gratitude, the patriarch of the Tao clan hurriedly took out the crystal coffin that he had prepared beforehand before carefully placing Tao Lianming's corpse in it.
The patriarch of the Tao clan's actions caused the expressions of the experts who had threatened Yu Haoran to change. They glared at the patriarch of the Tao clan with resentment.
When the number behind his name reached eighty-six, He Pengfei, who ranked fifth on the northern region's rankings, was forcefully brought into the ring.
"Either surrender or die!"
As He Pengfei was slightly more powerful than Tao Chuanming, it was difficult to kill him in a short amount of time with just a staff martial skill.
As a result, Yu Haoran did not waste any time taking out the white staff. Instead, he placed his hands behind his back and coldly made his choice.
"I surrender!"
As soon as Yu Haoran gave his choice, He Pengfei immediately admitted defeat without any hesitation. This was completely beyond the expectations of the northern stands and the Northern Region contestants below the stage.
In terms of ferocity, Yuwen Haofei from the Heavenly Demon Sect didn't lose to Yu Haoran in the slightest. When He Pengfei fought with him, he dared to fight with his life on the line. So, why did he take the initiative to admit defeat when facing Yu Haoran?
He Pengfei could not help but feel slightly complacent when he saw the doubt in the eyes of the participants of the northern region after he jumped off the ring.
"What do you idiots know? Yuwen Haofei may be vicious enough, but I'm only slightly weaker than him. Even if I lose in the end, I won't be in any danger of death.
"However, Yu Haoran is different. You all only think that he possesses a powerful inherited fist technique, but you don't know that he is only using less than a tenth of his strength."
"If I choose to fight with him, I'll definitely end up like that idiot Tao."
Just as the number behind her name reached 87, Bing Xuanyu, who was ranked fifth on the Western Region Ranking from the Snow Palace, one of the seven top sects in the Profound Sky Continent, was forcefully brought into the ring by the ranking board.
Although Bing Xuanyu did not have the peerless beauty of Yu Siqi and Qin Lingfei, her cold temperament, proud twin peaks, and slender waist gave her countless suitors. At the same time, she also gradually developed a haughty and condescending personality.
Moreover, Yu Siqi was also a disciple of the Snow Palace, which made her appear even more fearless.
Therefore, after stepping into the ring, Bing Xuanyu did not take the initiative to surrender. Instead, she looked at Yu Haoran with an arrogant expression, waiting for him to take the initiative to greet her.
"Xuanyu's strength is too lacking in judgment. How could she still dare to provoke Yu Haoran, this murderous god, at this time?"
Seeing Bing Xuanyu's arrogant attitude, the Supreme Elder from the Snow Palace, who was a quasi- Emperor Wu, revealed a disappointed expression and shook her head.
"Supreme Elder, no matter what, Yu Siqi is also a disciple of the Snow Palace. She is a junior sister under Xuanyu's jurisdiction. Could it be that this Yu dares to harm Xuanyu?!" A beautiful middle-aged woman, who had just broken through to peak Martial Saint and was promoted to Vice Palace Master, retorted with a slightly arrogant expression. She sat beside the Grand Elder.
"I hope so!"
Seeing Yu Haoran's emotionless expression, the Supreme Elder could only pray inwardly. He prayed that the Vice Palace Master was right and that Yu Haoran would overlook Bing Xuanyu's arrogant attitude on account of Yu Siqi.
"You either admit defeat or die!"
After cultivating the complete version of the [Great Oblivion Mantra] and successfully activating the special physique of Tianhen, Yu Siqi, who had officially stepped onto the path of Supremacy, would definitely not return to the Snow Palace in the future. She would also not be a disciple of the Snow Palace.
Therefore, Yu Haoran's attitude remained cold and emotionless as he faced the arrogant Bing Xuanyu.
"Yu Haoran, even your sister Yu Siqi has to respectfully address me as Senior Sister Xuanyu when she sees me. As a younger brother, how can you be so rude and disrespectful? I don't know how your parents taught you to be an adult."
Seeing that Yu Haoran did not discriminate in the slightest, Bing Xuanyu, who was instantly enraged, directly shouted at Yu Haoran.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Just as Bing Xuanyu finished shouting, two waves of terrifying killing intent soared into the sky. One came from Yu Haoran, and the other came from Yu Siqi, who was protecting Wu Zhengjun.
This was because in the hearts of Yu Haoran and Yu Siqi, the accidental death of their parents was a scar that could never be touched. It was a reverse scale that would cause rivers of blood to flow.
The core disciple of the Snow Palace, Bing Xuanyu, was dead for sure!
This was the thought that emerged in the hearts of countless people when they saw the terrifying killing intent surging from Yu Haoran and Yu Siqi.
The Supreme Elder and Vice Palace Master from the Snow Palace also couldn't help but change their expressions. Their eyes were filled with worry.
"Damned bitch, even if your Snow Palace's ancestors crawl out of their coffins today, they won't be able to save your life." As his murderous aura continued to rise, Yu Haoran's eyes were burning with rage as he snapped sternly.
"Yu Haoran, how dare you insult me!"
Bing Xuanyu didn't pay attention to the rising killing intent on Yu Haoran's body. His attention was focused on the word "bitch" that he had just shouted.
As the most valued core disciple of the Snow Palace and a beauty with countless followers, Bing Xuanyu had always been surrounded by praises and flattery. When had he ever been humiliated like this?
Moreover, he was humiliated by the younger brother of Yu Siqi, whom he looked down on, in front of everyone in the hall.
This made the furious Bing Xuanyu completely lose his mind. He took out his trump card, a low-grade emperor rank sword, and roared at the top of his lungs.
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