Xianyang City, North City Gate!
After the sure-kill spear technique failed, the Wang Family's Ancestor used the recoil from the collision of the spear and rod to quickly retreat a distance. Then, he looked up and down at Yu Haoran and couldn't help but praise.
"Yu Haoran, I didn't expect this, I really didn't expect this!"
"Not only do you have amazing talent in alchemy, but your understanding of martial arts is also not inferior to your achievements in alchemy."
"If you didn't kill my grandson Yi Zhuo, if you didn't destroy the divine sense that I was guarding, I would definitely be friends with you and explore the mysteries of martial arts together."
Facing the Wang Family's Ancestor's praise, Yu Haoran put away the purple rod and responded with a contemptuous tone.
"Friends with great age! I'm not interested, and you're not worthy! "
"Haha!"
Facing Yu Haoran's contemptuous response, the Wang Family's Ancestor also put away the silver-white long spear and said with a smile while tidying up the silver-white hair in front of his forehead.
"Yu Haoran, through the fight just now, I can clearly feel that the reason why you can have the strength of a peak Ninth Grade Martial Saint is probably because you used a secret technique that can increase your cultivation in a short time."
"I don't know how long this secret technique can last!"
Facing the Wang Family's Ancestor's criticism, Yu Haoran indifferently replied, "Enough to kill you!"
At the same time, he secretly informed Thaling to prepare to control the body.
But facing Yu Haoran's request, Thaling didn't do it like before, but reminded him like an elder.
"Yu Haoran, think carefully about how I used the power of law when I destroyed the commander puppet in front of the palace in the Mizar Graveyard."
"Thaling, what do you mean?" Yu Haoran didn't understand Thaling's strange reminder and asked.
"Yu Haoran, because the main body Víctor and I have stayed in your sea of consciousness for a long time, our auras are closely connected."
In the face of Yu Haoran's questioning, Thaling was like a tireless teacher, patiently and meticulously explaining.
"Therefore, the closely connected aura and the power of my Spirit will allow you to unleash the power of the Laws to the greatest extent."
"As long as you don't recklessly use the power of law you've grasped and only use the power of law you've comprehended, the backlash from the power of law will at most cause you minor injuries."
After listening to Thaling's patient and detailed explanation, although Yu Haoran was very moved, he was more worried and unconfident.
After all, he was still traumatized by the old man's impulsive display of the power of laws outside Xianyang City and the heavy injuries he suffered afterwards.
"Thaling, what if I can't control my actions and end up using the power of law you've grasped?"
Hearing the worry and lack of confidence in Yu Haoran's tone, Thaling continued to patiently explain.
"Yu Haoran, thanks to the cultivation experience of the peak of the Ninth Grade Martial Emperor realm in your previous life, as well as the fate of endless fortuitous encounters in this life, the Martial King and Martial Emperor realms won't take up too much of your time."
"I believe that in one or two years at most, you'll definitely face the breakthrough of the Martial Saint realm."
At this point, Thaling took a deep breath and said with an expectant tone.
"Yu Haoran, I hope that you can use this opportunity to use the power of law to lay the most solid foundation for comprehending the power of law that suits you in the future."
"Thaling, thank you!"
Thaling's further explanation and expectation made Yu Haoran finally decide to use the power of law. At the same time, his heart was filled with endless gratitude.
Unlike Feng Qingyun, who kowtowed to him, Thaling, who never made any promises, was more like a master who valued him highly and a father who doted on him.
Forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, Yu Haoran thanked him and began to recall the power of law that Thaling comprehended in front of the palace in Mizang Tomb.
How should he put it?
When he felt the power of law that Thaling comprehended, an indescribable strange feeling made his mind feel as if it had gone through a thousand years of baptism, exuding an aura of vicissitudes of life as if he had seen the past.
"Kill me!"
Facing Yu Haoran's overconfident counterattack, the Wang family's ancestor couldn't help but laugh as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Haha …!"
After laughing for nearly a minute, the Wang family's ancestor suddenly stopped laughing and said with an incomparably sharp look in his eyes.
"Yu Haoran, even if the secret technique you used could give you the strength of a peak ninth grade Martial Saint, even if the secret technique you used could last for a long time."
"But the flaw of not being able to use the power of law will make you never know how powerful a Martial Saint who comprehended the power of law is."
The Wang family's ancestor's sharp words just now were not empty words, which resonated with many Martial Saint experts present.
Because no matter how heaven-defying the secret technique was, it was affected by the user's own cultivation.
With Yu Haoran's cultivation in the Martial King realm and without being familiar with the power of law, he didn't have the ability to use the power of law that was exclusive to experts in the Martial Saint realm and above.
Facing the Wang family's ancestor's sharp words, Yu Haoran, whose eyes were tightly closed, didn't make any counterattack.
Because through the feeling of Thaling using the power of law to deal with the commander-level puppet in the space of the Kai Yang Tomb, he gradually grasped a trace of the essence of the power of law.
Although this trace of essence couldn't let him comprehend the power of law in advance, it could guarantee that after using the power of law, he wouldn't suffer the backlash of the power of law.
Seeing Yu Haoran, whose eyes were tightly closed, as if he had given up on resisting, the Wang family's ancestor vaguely felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart.
Because according to his understanding of Yu Haoran, he knew that this young man in front of him was not a person who would give up easily. Then, with his eyes tightly closed, he must be preparing a trump card to capsize the boat.
Worried that an accident might happen, the Wang family's ancestor immediately mobilized the power of law that he comprehended. With the power of law that he comprehended, coupled with the soul and essence of a peak ninth grade Martial Saint, he used his strongest Martial Skill.
"Endless Slaughter!"
Accompanied by the Wang family's ancestor's low roar, a power that caused the hearts of countless people present to tremble gradually condensed into a physical object. It was an Asura with a slender body, sharp ears, and dazzling golden eyes.
The Asura floating in mid-air couldn't be distinguished from its gender, nor could its depth be seen. However, the flickering red lotuses in its eyes caused the Martial Saints present to involuntarily take a few steps back.
As for the cultivators below the Martial Saint realm, their bodies trembled as they knelt down on their knees or fell to the ground.
Only those geniuses with strong wills could barely resist the evil aura of the red lotuses in the Asura's eyes.
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