As for becoming friends, she didn't have any extravagant hopes. She was satisfied as long as she wasn't targeted by such a terrifying existence.
As for their relationship in the future, she would slowly mend it!
At this time, the remaining four people were looking at Zhao Yuande with eyes full of curiosity.
One of the four people was a tall and pretty girl. Her whole body was draped in a snow-white feather robe. She looked like a fairy among cranes.
He was an imposing man with a square face and stubble all over his face.
The last one was a youth who was even more beautiful than a woman. However, he didn't look like a woman at all. His long hair fluttered in the wind, and he carried a long spear with rolling thunder on his back. He looked very heroic!
The last one was a sickly middle-aged man. His face was somewhat pale, and his hands were always hidden in his sleeves. A very dangerous aura was emitted from his sleeves.
The sickly middle-aged man stood alone at the side. The other three people were far away from him. They seemed to be afraid of him.
Zhao Yuande could feel that these four people were extraordinary. None of them were weaker than Jue Chen. Especially the extremely beautiful youth. The aura emitted from his body was the strongest. His cultivation had actually reached the ninth minor step.
The sickly middle-aged man was the most dangerous. There seemed to be something terrifying hidden in his sleeve. Even his soul couldn't sense what that terrifying thing was.
"Brother Zhao, these are the peerless geniuses of the Holy City." Huo Hanyan spoke at this time. "That is the true disciple of the Holy City Lord, He Qianyu. That is Tu Haotian of the Tu Clan, one of the three great clans of the Holy City. That is Lei Lin of the Lei Clan, one of the three great clans of the Holy City. The last one is Huo Shilin, the true disciple of Senior Slaughterer of the Holy City. "
"Greetings, Brother Zhao. Your name resounds like thunder in my ears." He Qianyu smiled and looked at Zhao Yuande with eyes full of curiosity.
"Miss He!" Zhao Yuande nodded and revealed a smile.
"Brother Zhao's invincible might, I'm truly regretful that I wasn't able to witness it. It's a pity that I was in seclusion at that time, sigh …" The burly Tu Haotian grinned at Zhao Yuande, looking very straightforward.
"So you're Zhao Yuande. I heard that when you fought with Shui Wubian, you used a thunderous technique. I really want to compare our thunderous power." The few beautiful and heroic youths looked at Zhao Yuande with eyes full of fighting spirit.
The spear behind him, which was rumbling with lightning, also trembled slightly at this moment, as if it was resonating with its master.
"There will be a chance. There will definitely be a chance in the future." Zhao Yuande smiled as he looked at the other party.
He could feel the raging battle intent from the young man. That kind of battle intent even made him feel a little agitated. He couldn't wait to have a big battle with the young man.
However, this was not the place to fight, so he forcibly suppressed it.
"I'll wait for you!" Lei Lin nodded.
The last person, Huo Shilin, didn't say anything. His eyes only glanced at Zhao Yuande's body for less than a breath's time before moving away.
Zhao Yuande didn't care about his attitude and just glanced at him indifferently.
"Everyone, follow me." At this moment, a black-robed youth appeared in front of them and led the way.
The black-robed youth's aura was very strong. He was an expert who was almost a Half-step Dao Master.
There was a bit of disdain in his eyes as he looked at them.
When the crowd saw this person's gaze, they naturally felt very unhappy. However, they knew what they were here for. Although they were full of arrogance, they still had to maintain a respectful attitude in this palace.
Seeing the crowd's reaction, the black-robed youth's eyes were also a little surprised.
He didn't say much and turned to leave directly.
The crowd hurriedly followed.
The palace didn't look big from the outside, but at this time, it was like a huge world.
The black-robed youth at the front walked at a steady pace, leading the crowd through this huge world.
After walking for half an hour, they still hadn't arrived at their destination.
"Why haven't we arrived yet? Where did you take us? Are you playing with us? "At this moment, someone among the fifteen couldn't help but ask in an unfriendly tone.
The one who spoke was Xue Yang, and there was already an impatient expression on his face.
"If you don't listen, you can get lost. It's better to have one less person to distribute the resources!" The black-robed youth turned his head and sneered, looking at Xue Yang with disdain.
"You …" Xue Yang's temper was somewhat irritable. How could he endure being humiliated like this? He immediately wanted to attack.
"Senior Brother Xue Yang, stop!" At this moment, he was pulled back by Murong Qingcheng, who whispered a few words in his ear.
Only then did Xue Yang suppress his anger. However, with his head lowered, one could clearly hear him grinding his teeth.
"Whoever doesn't want to leave, get lost immediately! My Ruling Palace doesn't welcome you! "The black-robed youth coldly glanced at the crowd with a sharp light in his eyes.
Nobody said anything, but their gazes toward the black-robed youth were somewhat unfriendly.
The Gold Spirit Monkey King's hair stood on end and was about to teach the black-robed youth a lesson. However, it was pulled back by Zhao Yuande.
"Brother Gold Spirit, this must be a test from the Ruling Palace. Don't be impulsive."
"Sigh! It's so frustrating to be ordered around by this birdman. I can't hold it in any longer! "The Gold Spirit Monkey King almost roared out.
Monkeys were naturally curious and active. It was already commendable for them to only act up now.
"Don't be impatient. It should be done soon!" Zhao Yuande transmitted his voice.
Sure enough, they soon appeared in a majestic palace. The sky was filled with stars, as if they were in front of a starry sky.
Sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall was a well-built old man with a white beard.
His face was hazy, as if it was impossible to see his appearance clearly. His whole body emitted an extremely powerful pressure.
Everyone stood in front of him. Although they were taller than him, they always felt very small. It was as if they were standing in front of a majestic ancient divine mountain.
"You've all done well and passed my test. Although some of you are barely satisfactory, it's still within my expectations." The old man's voice rumbled like a huge bell. Everyone felt their eardrums tremble, as if they were about to shatter at any moment.
"Senior, what if someone angrily left just now?" At this moment, Murong Qingcheng suddenly asked.
"Then, you'll lose the qualification for this time, and you'll have one less competitor!" The old man replied, his voice gradually becoming deeper and deeper. The pressure from before had disappeared by a lot.
"Many thanks, senior." Murong Qingcheng faintly nodded, then suddenly asked, "I have another question. Is senior the Ruling Palace of the Holy City?"
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