The God of Sky and Earth

"Oh dear, Daddy, please don’t say those things!" Han Yurou couldn’t help but jump up and down, feeling anxious. A slight blush appeared on her face.

"Hahaha!" Han Wulong, who was about two meters tall, suddenly started shaking his large body. Standing next to Han Yurou, the contrast between their heights was quite adorable.

On the empty Zhongzhen Square, some people were happy while others were sad. On one side, there was gloom and despair, while on the other side, there was laughter and joy. Afterwards, Zuo Qiufeng and his group, led by Gu Yue, headed to Iron Gauge Hall.

Tian Chang led Han Wulong and the strong warriors from Wuliang School back to Lingyue Peak, where they temporarily settled down, waiting for the reopening of Yutian Soul Race.

Iron Gauge Hall was located on the front peak of Zhongzhen Peak, between the front peak of Zhongzhen Peak and the rear peak.

Throughout history, Iron Gauge Hall has been the place where punishments are administered by Yutian Palace. Once someone enters Iron Gauge Hall, it is difficult for them to leave. Every member of Yutian Palace considers Iron Gauge Hall to be a tomb for cultivation.

Therefore, inside Iron Gauge Hall, there are either major offenders of Yutian Palace or individuals perceived as threats to the palace.

After Zuo Qiufeng became the acting Palace Master, in order to win over the people, he abolished Iron Gauge Hall and dismissed the elders in charge. Immediately, he gained more support within the palace.

Now, I have to face punishment in the Iron Gauge Hall that I myself took off. It’s really ironic. Many people present have pale faces and are trembling like sieves.

Previously, at the strong request of Gu Yue, using the Palace Master’s jade token, the Iron Gauge Hall has been reopened and now it comes in handy.

In front of the Iron Gauge Hall, a large group of people knelt down, all in a uniform and orderly manner, in front of a solemn and serious small house. However, Duanmu Xiaoman’s whereabouts were nowhere to be seen.

Led by Zuo Qiufeng, the "sinners" of Yutian Palace are all kneeling at the door. No one dares to breathe loudly, and the atmosphere in the entire space becomes tense. The faint smell of blood and death lingers in the air.

Princely Elder, along with Guan Lan, Yun Ding, and Elder Yan Lu, stood on a high stone platform, looking very relaxed, conversing with each other. They were all waiting for Elder Gu Yue to come out of the Iron Gauge Hall, wanting to see with their own eyes what fate awaits these arrogant and domineering people.

After a while, the Iron Gauge Hall remains silent. As the red glow on the horizon glows like cinnabar and the golden sun shines brightly, almost setting behind the mountain, the three Deputy Palace Masters serving the Central Region are getting impatient.

"Strange, Palace Master, why hasn’t he summoned us yet? I feel uneasy." Guan Lan, Yan Lu, and other elders exchanged glances. Guan Lan asked in confusion, continuously stroking his beard.

The lack of any news is the worst news for them. The Palace Master’s temperament is unpredictable, and nobody knows how this matter will change.

Yan Lu glanced at Guan Lan, cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you feeling uneasy? It’s actually these people below who are afraid! They have violated the rules of Yutian Palace and disrupted the peaceful cultivation. They are the ones who have tarnished the reputation of Yutian Palace. I trust the Palace Master’s judgment. If you can’t handle it, just stay quiet so you won’t bother anyone."

Elder Yun Ding raised an eyebrow, laughed, and looked down at the people below, full of contempt in his eyes.

"I don’t know. Elder Gu Yue has been inside for so long. According to reason, if the Palace Master has something to do, he would summon us. Moreover, there are still many people who haven’t arrived here! They are still sending people to search for those who escaped first."

"But with so many people, Elder Yun, Elder Yan, do you think the Palace Master will punish them all?" Guan Lan moved his chubby body and said with some doubt.

Yun Ding and Yan Lu nodded simultaneously, without any hesitation, and said in a deep voice, "Although the saying goes that the law doesn’t blame the masses, our Palace Master is not comparable to others. Don’t believe it? Let’s make a bet."

"I won’t bet, but I also think the same as you. These people should have been dealt with a long time ago!" Guan Lan’s eyes flashed with a glint, full of murderous intent.

Wu Kun and Cheng Gaoming listened to the three Deputy Palace Masters talking to each other, their backs already soaked, shaking their heads continuously, feeling extremely regretful.

"Ah! All the fame and reputation gone to waste. He ended up going mad!" Wu Kun said angrily.

"Hehehe, I am the Yutian Palace Master. You all are being disrespectful. Haotian, bring those people up here!" Zuo Qiufeng, with chains around him, had a blurred gaze and made a somewhat intoxicated request.

"Zuo Qiufeng, can you stop pretending to be crazy?" Cheng Gaoming said in an annoyed voice, looking at Zuo Qiufeng beside him, playing with his fingers and laughing. An inexplicable flame of anger suddenly rose in his heart, making him feel restless.

"What? Is he really pretending to be crazy and foolish?" Wu Kun’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"I don’t believe that someone who can sit on the position of Yutian Palace’s Deputy Palace Master would easily become a fool. Do they think we’re blind?" Cheng Gaoming angrily exclaimed.

Amidst the crowd kneeling, there was a tall and skinny figure trembling all over. It was Jun Haotian, Zuo Qiufeng’s disciple.

Everything was going according to Zuo Qiufeng’s plan. It was just a little bit more, and he would be able to prove his strength in front of everyone. Thinking about it, a single tear fell from his handsome profile.

"Snap!"

It kept dripping onto the soil, instantly moistening the entire ground.

"Why? Why? It was so close!"

The current situation not only meant that his master couldn’t become Yutian Palace’s Palace Master, but it also meant that his dream of reaching the pinnacle of martial arts and achieving eternal greatness had been shattered. Was his life going to end like this?

"No, I refuse! It’s impossible! What was all my years of arduous cultivation for?" Jun Haotian looked at his master pretending to be crazy and foolish in the distance. The beautiful ideals his master had envisioned were completely shattered, leaving him full of resentment.

"Boom!"

Jun Haotian punched heavily into the soil, instantly his arm veins bulged, white knuckles oozed crimson blood. He regretted following such a master and blamed himself for not stopping him in time. A roar of anger echoed in his heart.

"I can do it, give me a chance, just one! I must prove my worth!"

The Princely Elders who sensed something unusual detected a distant energy fluctuation in the direction where Jun Haotian was.

The tall and slender Palace Master Luo Wuya from Youzhou, with a flick of his robe and a serious look, said, "Ah, such a promising talent, it’s such a pity! In the Sky Wind Ranked Battle, I thought this kid could represent our Yutian Palace and show off in the six continents, three states, and one sea!"

"In terms of soul talent, this kid is truly a rare genius we haven’t seen at Yutian Palace for decades, it’s just that he followed the wrong person and stood on the wrong side!" Some Princely Elders also sighed softly.

Yan Ding and Yan Lu, unaffected by all matters related to Zuo Qiufeng’s faction, glanced deeply at Jun Haotian down below. They have always been indifferent to such things.