The God of Sky and Earth

Zuo Qiufeng roared angrily, with Wu Kun and Cheng Gaoming standing on both sides behind him. They raised their hands above their heads and shouted loudly.

Suddenly, three fist-sized beams of light burst out from the sky, accompanied by a powerful and violent energy that startled everyone. The energy was so terrifying that it felt like their hearts would stop if they even glanced at it.

Han Wulong narrowed his eyes and crossed his hands. His neatly combed hair was lifted up by the unmatched and violent energy. In the face of such terrifying power, a surge of overwhelming killing intent emanated from his body.

As Han Wulong gazed at the orderly formation, his body began to tremble with anticipation. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He flicked his robes backwards, lightly tapped his toes, and instantly a golden dragon’s roar echoed through the sky. The dazzling golden light shot towards the sky like a sharp sword.

"Roar!"

The roar of the dragon, combined with Han Wulong’s imposing and powerful figure, exuded a majestic aura. A hint of disdain and coldness flashed in Han Wulong’s eyes, as a strong and unyielding battle intent filled his entire being.

The strong members of the Wuliang School behind him showed a contemptuous look in their eyes. They shouted loudly, "Sect Leader, we will assist you!"

"Hahaha!" Han Wulong swung his arm back, his brows like mountains, emanating a martial and heroic aura.

A dazzling golden dragon pattern appeared, as if a mighty warrior had transformed. Gone was the image of a gentle daughter!

"Great! I don’t need your help! The Triple Treasure Pagoda Formation is indeed tricky. Let me learn from it!"

After speaking, the voice filled the sky and echoed in the spacious square.

"Baby, watch how your father deals with these three old men! The Yutian Palace is nothing! Hahaha!"

"Boom!"

Just as the words were spoken, Han Wulong’s energy erupted, causing everyone to back away. Han Wulong’s steps were light as he leaped high into the air, looking down from above.

Zuo Qiufeng had been patient for so long, but now there was no need for further patience. Faced with Han Wulong’s repeated insults, Zuo Qiufeng’s face turned extremely dark, and he spoke with menace.

"What the heck, Han Wulong! Do you think I’m really afraid of you?!"

Shouting at Han Wulong high above, Zuo Qiufeng completely disregarded his image.

"Above the Yun Region, let’s compare who is the first between Wuliang School and Yutian Palace! You little brat! Today, I will destroy your dragon power!"

Zuo Qiufeng’s rude behavior shocked everyone, making their hearts freeze. A tremendous battle is about to happen. They were completely stunned by the grand aura before them and felt extremely anxious.

Guan Lan and Yan Lu were solemn beside them, pulling Tian Chang, Han Yurou, Li Shiran, and others aside. They couldn’t withstand such a battle between powerful individuals and might even get seriously injured!

Yun Ding hurriedly walked to Gu Yue’s side and anxiously whispered, "Palace Master Gu Yue, what should we do? If they really fight, the front peak of Zhongzhen Peak will surely be greatly destroyed! We need to organize quickly!"

Gu Yue decisively ordered the three deputy palace masters with a booming voice that resonated through the heavens and the earth. Everyone immediately understood.

"All Princely Elders, Faculty Elders, and Commanders, lead all the disciples under the tree and retreat. Set up a barrier to protect Yutian River!"

"Who do you think you are, giving commands here?" Elder Tong, with a face like a swollen pig’s head, cursed from afar.

The other elders wore solemn expressions, recognizing the reason. No one paid any attention to Elder Tong, except for Elder Ling, who said, "You fool! If you want to die, I won’t stop you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the square dispersed like birds and beasts. A stream of light broke through the sky, illuminating the entire world with colorful brilliance.

Today’s Yutian Palace Spirit Tournament definitely can’t happen anymore. If they start fighting for real, it will destroy the front peak of Zhongzhen peak, and the Palace Master will blame someone for it. No one can afford to take the blame.

Elder Tong was scolded by Elder Ling. His eyes became empty and dull, like a wooden fish. He gritted his teeth and flew away into the distance.

"Hmph, you trash, don’t run away!" Han Yurou looked at Elder Tong with a round shield and laughed loudly. Her eyes were full of disdain, with a slight smirk on her lips.

Some of the more timid ones directly flew towards Gongque Lake with their disciples, ignoring what happened at the front peak. This made Gu Yue and others shake their heads. There are always some people in Yutian Palace who switch sides in critical moments.

But there are also some brave ones, who stick to their bottom line. For example, the tall and thin old Elder just soared through the sky, his eyes shining brightly as he spoke to Gu Yue.

"Gu Yue, I’m here. If there’s something, tell me! I will definitely support you!"

Gu Yue laughed out loud, looked at the few people in front of him, and stroked his beard as he said, "I understand. Next time, for the Sky Wind Ranked Battle, I will go to Youzhou. Let’s have a good time and enjoy some wine!"

In an instant, the entire square became empty, leaving only Lingyue peak and the three Central Region Deputy Palace Masters, as well as Han Wulong and Zuo Qiufeng who were ready to fight. There were also scattered fighters hiding in the distance, watching without setting up any barriers.

"Bang!"

Floating in the air, Han Wulong felt energized, sending ripples through the space around him. Faint dragon scales appeared on his back, and a loud roar came from his massive body.

"Three old ghosts! Apologize to Rou’er!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the white electric dragon surrounding Zhou Sheng transformed into a majestic golden dragon. With a raised gaze, the enormous golden dragon charged towards the three individuals, spanning across the universe with its golden light.

Han Wulong descended like a mighty tiger, the destructive aura of the golden dragon shattered the entire space. In the midst of the fierceness, the three individuals quickly adjusted their aura to its maximum state.

"Three Yang Infinity Technique! Take this!"

Three circular rays of golden light instantly converged, forming an immensely large golden shield. It rose high above their heads, releasing an overwhelming surge of soul energy that filled the sky.

The combined power of the three became incredibly immense, like the crashing waves of an ocean, as the frantic golden dragon collided with the void.

"Boom boom…"

The people in the distance were shaking, and Gu Yue’s eyes were full of astonishment as everyone had already retreated abruptly. In the Triple Treasure Pagoda Formation, based on the number three, the soul energy of the three individuals was merged into one, making the soul power equivalent to nine times that of a single person!

This extraordinary soul formation can’t be stopped by ordinary warriors alone.

"This little dragon is holding his own against them. His progress over the years has been incredible!" Gu Yue squinted his eyes and nodded in approval.

"Phew!"

In the next moment, the space trembled. The three shield-like golden lights kept rising, becoming brighter and hotter. The temperature increased as ripples of space expanded. Once they reached their maximum size, the golden lights shot out into the air.