The God of Sky and Earth

Looking at Zuo Qiufeng and the other three Deputy Palace Masters, they looked weak and hopeless, like limp eggplants. The plan they had carefully schemed for many years was easily resolved by Palace Master Duanmu, causing a profound feeling of powerlessness.

"Hahaha!"

After a while, Zuo Qiufeng collapsed in place and laughed loudly, as if he had gone crazy.

And all the older teachers also seemed to have turned into bones, constantly shaking their heads and crying in pain. They knew that only endless torment awaited them.

"Rouer, help me up!" Han Wulong looked at Duanmu Xiaoman who was about to leave, feeling very distressed.

After Duanmu Xiaoman finished speaking, she turned lightly, with a gentle breeze floating around her. Ignoring the enchanting scene, Han Wulong spoke loudly again, "Palace Master Duanmu, I have come here for one thing, please grant my request!"

"Say it!" Duanmu Xiaoman said coldly without even turning her head.

"See Su Yi!" Han Wulong’s eyes were full of determination, shining like stars.

"Please, Palace Master Duanmu, hand Su Yi over to me, Wuliang School!" Han Wulong took a deep breath and said urgently when Duanmu didn’t respond.

After a moment of silence, Duanmu Xiaoman continued walking towards the distance, her steps like illusions, and only Han Wulong’s voice echoed in the sky.

Everyone was extremely surprised. They didn’t expect that the head of Wuliang School coming to Yutian Palace was specifically for Su Yi! This news immediately caused a commotion in everyone’s hearts! What kind of magical abilities does Su Yi have?

And Gu Yue, who was on the side, became happy. Palace Master must have spared Su Yi, judging by the situation. Perhaps Palace Master had also acknowledged what he said. Gu Yue immediately felt full of confidence, even happier than when he defeated Zuo Qiufeng and allowed Yutian Palace to fall into the hands of thieves.

"Oh!" Han Yurou urgently shouted again, no matter how Han Wulong tried to stop her.

"Palace Master Duanmu, um… Su Yi, is he okay?" After saying this, a hint of concern and shyness flashed across Han Yurou’s face.

From the distant clear sky, a very pleasant voice echoed softly, as cold as ice, saying, "It has nothing to do with you!"

"Also, Han Wulong, remember, Yun Region comes first, we don’t compete with Yutian Palace."

This sentence was like a giant iron spike directly piercing Han Wulong’s heart, causing him to immediately shake his head and say, "I really misunderstood! The legendary figure of Yun Region is Palace Master Duanmu of Yutian Palace!"

As soon as the words fell, Duanmu Xiaoman drifted away, disappearing like a graceful swan, resembling a fairy in the clouds.

Except for Lingyue Peak, who had just exerted themselves, and a few others, everyone else at the scene had worried expressions on their faces.

"Everyone, follow me to Iron Gauge Hall!" Gu Yue shouted loudly, causing the people who had collapsed on the ground to panic.

"Elder Gu Yue, please help me beg Elder Duanmu for mercy!"

"Elder Gu Yue, I was wrong, it was all Zuo Qiufeng’s fault, he misled us into thinking we could become a Princely Elder!"

Many ordinary elders, as well as the terrified Faculty Elder, had tears in their eyes, crying sadly.

Looking at Zuo Qiufeng, who had gone mad, he laughed loudly in the same spot, "Hahaha! I am the Yutian Palace Master! I am the Yutian Palace Master!"

Han Wulong and Han Yurou shook their heads and sighed constantly, with Han Wulong speaking softly.

"Yutian Palace is indeed home to many talented individuals! It is rare for someone in their fifties or sixties to reach the middle stage of the fifth rank in cultivation. The Yuan Emperor Realm is already a lifelong dream for most people. Clearly, these people have broken free from the shackles of life, only to be caught in another whirlpool. Fame and fortune are fleeting. People from Yutian Palace can’t see through these things, it is truly lamentable!"

"How many storms and hardships does one face in life? How many Han Wulongs are there in this world?" Gu Yue walked in, his face still a little pale, stroking his beard and smiling.

Han Wulong felt a bit embarrassed, still shaken by the recent trauma he experienced. He clasped his hands and said, "Old Man Gu Yue, you flatter us. This person from Yutian Palace is probably beyond our comprehension!"

"Palace Master Duanmu has been able to thrive in Yutian Palace for so many years, naturally possessing extraordinary talent. Sect Leader Han, there is no need to be modest. Given time, Yun Region’s Wuliang School will produce another strong warrior in the Yuan Domain!" Gu Yue smiled and said.

After thinking for a while, Han Wulong said, "Maybe there’s someone who advanced faster than me!"

"Is Sect Leader Han referring to Su Yi?" Gu Yue’s eyes sparkled.

Han Wulong nodded gently and said, "Ever since Rou’er returned to the sect, she keeps talking about him. I’ve also heard about this kid’s actions in Central Region and Chaos Realm, so I came here on purpose."

"Sect Leader Su doesn’t even know if he can participate in tomorrow’s Yutian Soul Race!" Gu Yue sighed softly, her gaze looking towards the back peak of Zhongzhen peak. The last time she saw Su Yi, the situation wasn’t very optimistic. It’s a miracle that he was able to hold on.

"Can this kid continue to create miracles?" A faint ripple appeared in Gu Yue’s eyes.

When Yutian Soul Race was mentioned, Han Yurou bit her lips tightly, seeming to have some thoughts. She turned to Han Wulong and said, "Father, tomorrow is the Yutian Soul Race. Since I promised to participate, I will definitely take part. You should go back to the sect first!"

Han Wulong smirked, but there was an eager expression between his brows as he said, "What? Are you still thinking about that Su Yi?"

"No, no! I promised Elder Gu Yue. You always told me that people from Wuliang School have great spirit and should not break their promises. Li Shiran and Achu siblings are badly injured and I don’t even know their condition!"

Immediately after, Han Yurou whispered timidly, "Why does that… Duanyu tell me not to interfere? I won’t listen to her! Su Yi is not hers! How annoying!"

Afterward, Han Yurou raised her eyebrows and looked at Elder Gu Yue, as if pleading. Gu Yue immediately smiled and said.

"Sect Leader Han, it’s rare for Yurou to have such thoughts. How about lending it to me for two days? I guarantee to return you a complete and perfect treasure!"

Han Wulong frowned immediately. Why did Gu Yue also get involved? He whispered, "If Yutian Palace is like this, can the Yutian Soul Race still be held?"

Gu Yue nodded heavily and said, "This Yutian Soul Race is the first competition with the full participation of Palace Master Duanmu after many sessions. It is also a preparation for the upcoming Sky Wind Ranked Battle."

Han Wulong immediately understood and exclaimed, "Alright! Elder Gu Yue, I wonder if Lingyue peak has a place for me to stay!"

"Hahaha, my Lingyue peak is small. I wonder if it can accommodate your soaring golden dragon!" Gu Yue laughed and said.

"Dad, are you staying too?" Han Yurou immediately smiled and held Han Wulong’s strong arm, with a smile that appeared as cheerful as a spring day.

"As long as my daughter likes it, there’s nothing I can’t do. I just want to see what kind of person is worth my daughter constantly mentioning!"

Han Wulong laughed aloud, causing the entire empty square to rumble. The aura of the strong was like surging waves.