Outside Feng Run City!
"Yes, Sir!"
Faced with Yu Haoran's order, the generals, including Lan Rong, who were sitting cross-legged, and the elite soldiers who were standing with spears, all knelt on one knee and obeyed.
After taking a deep breath, Yu Haoran ordered, "Put away the elixirs in your hands immediately."
"Yes, Sir!"
Accompanied by a deafening response, the 100,000 elite soldiers immediately put away the elixirs in their hands.
"Immediately stop operating the formation and retreat to the city to recover your strength and injuries," Yu Haoran continued to order.
"Yes, Sir!"
Although the enemies outside the city were extremely powerful, none of the 100,000 elite soldiers showed the slightest hesitation in the face of Yu Haoran's order. This made the silver-haired old man's eyes flash with a hint of surprise.
"The Martial Gods of the Drifting Cloud Sect!"
After Lan Rong and the others removed the defensive formation of the Sun-Moon-Star Formation, Yu Haoran flashed to the front of Feng Run City and pointed out the origin of the silver-haired old man and the others with an indifferent expression.
"I am Wu Zhong, the 1739th generation Great Elder of the Drifting Cloud Sect!"
In the face of Yu Haoran's identification, the silver-haired old man not only did not deny it, but also took the initiative to introduce himself.
"Junior Yu Haoran greets Senior Wu Zhong!"
While Wu Zhong was introducing himself, Yu Haoran had carefully checked the details of the Drifting Cloud Sect through the jade slip given by Xuan Qiong. He knew that the Drifting Cloud Sect had a half-tribulation Supreme expert who was in a state of deep sleep, as well as a peak ninth grade Martial God and an early ninth grade Martial God who had just woken up some time ago.
Although Thaling, who had recovered to the Martial God Realm, had the strength to defeat and kill a peak ninth grade Martial God with the help of the profound mysteries of the law and the two divine swords, Yuan Tu and Avici, which were specialized in hurting the Spirit, he was not a match for a half-tribulation Supreme expert in a short period of time.
Unless he had no other choice, Yu Haoran didn't want to truly fall out with the other party for the time being. He didn't want to provoke the revenge of a Half-Tribulation Supremacy expert.
Therefore, in the face of Wu Zhong's self-introduction, Yu Haoran greeted him as a junior and tried to keep his tone as calm as possible.
"Ever since I, Yu Haoran, started my journey, I have offended many powerful warriors and forces, but I have never offended the Sky Cloud Martial School. I wonder why senior is leading hundreds of Martial Artists, Emperor Wu, and demigod warriors to attack my Feng Run City?"
"The reason is very simple. An ancestor of the sect has taken a fancy to this mansion that can float and move. Moreover, it's not inferior to a God Artifact, so he sent me here to ask for it."
Yu Haoran took the initiative to be patient, but this only provoked Wu Zhong's arrogance. Not only did he not hide his intention to attack Feng Run City, he even ordered with a high and mighty attitude.
"Yu Haoran, if you don't want to see rivers of blood in Feng Run City, if you don't want to see your family and subordinates die in a pool of blood, then obediently hand over the control center of this mansion's formation."
"Senior, is there no room for negotiation?" Yu Haoran's calm face instantly turned gloomy as he suppressed his anger and asked.
"Either you die in rivers of blood, or obediently hand over the control center of this mansion's formation!" Wu Zhong arrogantly gave his final choice.
"If that's the case, then Feng Run City will be your burial ground. Because of your greedy actions today, the Sky Cloud Martial School will become the first peak force to be destroyed before the Immeasurable Calamity officially begins."
Wu Zhong's repeated threats made Yu Haoran completely let go of the fear in his heart. He also planned to use a thunderous method to tell the Sky Cloud Martial School the consequences of offending him, Yu Haoran.
"Come out, Ancestral Dragon!"
"Roar …!"
Accompanied by a deafening dragon roar, a giant nine-colored dragon that was more than ten thousand meters long quickly rushed out from Yu Haoran's chest.
After devouring and absorbing the first divine dragon corpse in the nine divine beast mountains, Chuo Long's cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth stage of Emperor Wu, and it had the strength of a peak first tribulation demigod.
After a period of cultivation, although Chuo Long's cultivation did not continue to increase, the strength it could exert had reached the peak of the third tribulation demigod. It could be said that it was the number one demonic beast below the gods.
"Ancestral Dragon, the nine demigod opponents are yours!" Yu Haoran said calmly as he pointed at the nine demigod experts from the first tribulation to the third tribulation demigod realm.
"Give me three minutes, and I'll give you nine demigod corpses." Ancestral Dragon glanced at the opponents with its huge dragon eyes and said arrogantly.
In response, Yu Haoran just nodded and then ordered Yu Siqi and Pallas.
"Sister, Brother Chi, the 72 Martial Venerables and the 36 Emperor Wu realm experts are yours."
"Brother Yu, give us three minutes, and we'll give you 108 Martial Venerables and Emperor Wu realm experts' corpses." Pallas, who had taken out the Immortal Culling Sword, promised Yu Siqi after making eye contact with her.
"Be careful!"
Although Pallas and Yu Siqi did not have any breakthroughs in their cultivation, Yu Haoran knew that they had amazing gains in Zhenyuan's tomb from the powerful aura they exuded. Therefore, he made the above arrangements.
After instructing Yu Siqi and Pallas, Yu Haoran took out the Immortal Trapping Sword from the Víctor and looked at Wu Zhong indifferently.
"Ten hours ago, in the tomb of the Great God Zhenyuan during the Middle Ages, I saw the five Martial Gods of your Flowing Cloud Sect."
Seeing the ten-thousand-meter-long dragon exuding nine kinds of light, and seeing Yu Haoran and the Scarlet Loathe taking out the Immortal Trapping Sword and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, Wu Zhong's eyes revealed a strong look of greed.
As for the Zhenyuan tomb that Yu Haoran mentioned just now, as well as the five Martial God realm seniors of the Flowing Cloud Sect, as a Martial God expert of the Flowing Cloud Sect, he naturally knew and understood.
"As the old saying goes, a man who is never content is like a snake trying to swallow an elephant!"
Holding the hilt of the Immortal Trapping Sword tightly with his left hand, Yu Haoran continued to explain with an indifferent expression.
"The five Martial Gods of your Flowing Cloud Sect were too greedy for the innate spiritual treasures and ginseng fruit trees in the tomb. They acted alone without waiting for the experts of the guardian families and reclusive families to arrive, recklessly provoking the artifact spirit of the book."
Speaking of this, Yu Haoran glanced at the hundreds of experts of the Flowing Cloud Sect before finally looking at Wu Zhong and asking.
"Senior, do you know what happened to the five Martial Gods of your Flowing Cloud Sect in the end?"
Hearing the gloating tone in Yu Haoran's voice, Wu Zhong immediately asked nervously, "What happened?"
"Their souls were destroyed, and they died without a burial place!"
As he slowly drew out the Immortal Trapping Sword, Yu Haoran replied with a joyful smile on his face.
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