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Chapter 161: Gathering of Heroes
Upon hearing these cold words, everyone suddenly came to their senses, realizing that Yan Ji was not there to help Sun Zhe, but rather to cause him trouble. Understanding Yan Ji's intentions, even Yukong couldn't help but turn his anger into joy, immediately smiling as he spoke to Yan Ji.
"I didn't expect that Brother Yan and I have somewhat similar goals. It seems we need not draw our swords against each other."
Yukong did not care much about Sun Zhe; he was confident that he could handle Sun Zhe alone. However, Yan Ji was different. Not only was Yan Ji ranked thirty-seventh on the Star Ranking List, but Yukong had also heard from elders in his sect about Yan Ji. He vaguely sensed that Yan Ji seemed to have a significant backing.
A backing that even the Yuling Sect had to take seriously. Such a person, even if he was a direct disciple of the Yuling Sect and one of the leading figures among the younger generation, was not someone they would want to provoke excessively.
Ignoring Yukong's words, Yan Ji's gaze was fixed intently on Sun Zhe. Suddenly, with a movement of his right hand and a gesture of his sword technique, the Black Longsword strapped to his back flew into the air, hovering at the center of the Arena. A dense aura of Death Qi immediately enveloped the entire Arena, its overwhelming presence rivaling that of a master from the Realm of the Thunder Lord.
Under the oppressive Death Qi, the crowd surrounding the Arena changed their expressions and quickly retreated without hesitation. Sun Zhe and Yukong atop the Arena also tightened their gazes as faint light began to emanate from their bodies, countering the encroaching Death Qi.
"Hand over the Ancient Cauldron. You should understand that once I make my move, there will be no mercy! Out of consideration for our past relationship, I give you a chance to choose."
At this moment, Sun Zhe realized that there was indeed another long sword behind Yan Ji; this one was entirely snow-white, forming a stark contrast with the Black Longsword in mid-air.
Sun Zhe knew that Yan Ji had a hobby of collecting treasured swords. Back in the Northern Mang Secret Realm, he had taken a family heirloom sword from Zhao Ang. However, Yan Ji rarely drew these swords and had always carried only the Black Longsword. Now that he bore the Snow White Longsword on his back as well, it was evident that this sword was also a Divine Weapon comparable to the Black Longsword.
"Why don't you use both swords? Do you think you can defeat me with just one?" Sun Zhe asked with a faint smile.
Yan Ji was different from Yukong; he had spent some time with Yan Ji and they understood each other somewhat. He did not believe that Yan Ji was someone who would be overly arrogant.
"I haven't fully mastered that sword yet, but relying on this Sword of Death gives me an eighty percent chance against you." Yan Ji glanced at Sun Zhe without any concealment and spoke honestly.
"In that case, let's get started. That Ancient Cauldron was taken from me back then; if you want it back, come and take it yourself. I also want to see how far the first genius disciple of Xuan Lei Sect's Inner Sect has grown since then."
Suddenly, Sun Zhe's body trembled as an overwhelming battle intent surged forth, his powerful aura erupting violently. The entire pavilion was instantly shrouded in a terrifying pressure. Not only did the spectators feel it, but Yukong beside him also changed his expression slightly upon realizing he had underestimated Sun Zhe's strength.
At this moment, unnecessary words were not needed. Just as the two were about to make their move, a massive brown figure suddenly flew in from the balcony of the Third Floor, causing the entire loft to tremble slightly. The balconies above the third floor of Hero's Tower allowed some powerful beings capable of flight or Cultivators riding on beasts to enter directly from above without needing to come from below.
The brown shadow revealed its form, which turned out to be a brown steed with wings sprouting from its back. On this steed sat a young woman with an alluring figure. The black veil could not conceal her snow-white skin; instead, it subtly highlighted her enticing curves to perfection. Her full and powerful bosom, rounded and high buttocks, and every part of her body exuded an enchanting aura.
"Sun Zhe, oh Sun Zhe, you really are always getting into trouble. If it weren't for suddenly receiving news, I wouldn't have known you came to Daluo City. Today, I will see how you escape. It's also time to settle our old grievances!"
Her captivating eyes fixed intently on Sun Zhe, and within her dark pupils flickered an indelible hatred. Even from a distance, everyone could feel the bone-chilling cold emanating from her, and Sun Zhe, who was being closely watched by her, bore the brunt of all her pressure.
"Han Xinrao!"
Each word was pronounced slowly as Sun Zhe's eyes flashed with a piercing coldness. He never expected that Han Xinrao, who had escaped from him back then, would appear here.
Indeed, Han Xinrao had not died. Judging by her current state, she had not only survived the Beast Taming Sect but had also gained numerous opportunities. Her cultivation had skyrocketed and reached the Realm of the Thunder Lord. For such a scheming and ruthless woman, Sun Zhe could not help but feel a sense of vigilance.
A golden light approached from afar as a sharp eagle cry suddenly echoed through the Void. Everyone involuntarily raised their gaze towards the distance and discovered a golden eagle descending towards Hero's Tower's Third Floor.
"Why is Senior Sister running so fast? Can't she wait for Junior Sister..."
A light and graceful voice rang out on the balcony as a young woman dressed in a white martial robe lightly leaped down from the back of the Golden Eagle. She stood there charmingly with a slight smile curving her lips as she looked at Han Xinrao, her eyes glimmering with a hint of playful mischief.
"Pang Yiting, don't think that just because Master dotes on you, you can act recklessly. You should understand that I am the Senior Sister!"
Seeing the appearance of this White-Clad Woman, Han Xinrao showed no signs of goodwill; instead, a trace of displeasure flickered in her captivating eyes, indicating that their relationship was far from harmonious.
"Haha... girl... so it's you..."
Takeda laughed heartily and stepped forward. This White-Clad Woman was none other than the one who had allied with him at Wanbingyuan. The Golden Eagle soaring above was also her contracted beast, a descendant of the Dapeng Golden-Winged Eagle known as the Three-Eyed Golden-Winged Eagle—a particularly formidable beast.
Pang Yiting... Upon hearing this name, Sun Zhe couldn't help but pause slightly; the name seemed somewhat familiar, but he just couldn't recall where he had heard it.
"Hehe, it's been years since we last met. I didn't expect Brother Sun to have become a figure on the Star Ranking List. That's truly something to celebrate!"
After greeting Takeda, Pang Yiting gracefully walked over to Sun Zhe, her mischievous eyes blinking slightly as she spoke with a light laugh. She positioned herself cleverly between Sun Zhe and Han Xinrao, blocking Han Xinrao's path.
Seeing Pang Yiting approach, Kuangba showed no reaction, but Shen Yan and Zhao Ang were different. Upon seeing the familiar interaction between Pang Yiting and Sun Zhe, a look of vigilance immediately flashed in Shen Yan's charming eyes, while Zhao Ang, in contrast, was filled with excitement at the sight of the enchanting beauty approaching. If the situation allowed, he would have rushed over to strike up a conversation.
"Hehe, Sister Pang is being too polite. Just look at my current situation to understand my plight. What does it matter that I'm on the Star Ranking List? I still can't escape being hunted down."
Unable to recall anything further, Sun Zhe decided not to dwell on it. Perhaps it was just a name that sounded similar. After hearing Pang Yiting's words, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he glanced at the crowd eyeing him intently and helplessly said.
"Hmph, whoever wants to hunt you down will have to ask about the long swords in our hands first!"
A cold snort echoed through the Third Floor, and a powerful voice resonated as a man and woman slowly ascended from downstairs amidst the astonished gazes of everyone present. Their attire was unremarkable, but each held a long sword—one purple and one blue—both swords identical in design.
Purple-Blue Twin Swords!
Recognizing the identities of these two individuals, those watching on the Third Floor collectively gasped. According to recent news, both members of the Purple-Blue Twin Swords had made breakthroughs and reached Mid-Level Thunder Lord. Originally, even as early-stage Thunder Lords, their combined strength could rival that of a Great Perfection of Thunder Lord. Now that they had both reached Mid-Level Thunder Lord, their combined swords would be terrifying!
Ignoring the astonished looks from the crowd, the two members of the Purple-Blue Twin Swords approached Sun Zhe, sizing him up. The Purple Sword Man revealed a hint of admiration in his eyes.
"I didn't expect my brother's cultivation to advance so quickly; truly remarkable talent! No wonder you were able to escape from the pursuit of the Golden Thunder Sect. Rest assured, although our strength may be lacking, we will definitely not stand by and watch you be outnumbered."
Perhaps due to their shared enemy in the form of the Golden Thunder Sect, the duo from the Purple Sword had a favorable impression of Sun Zhe.
At this point, his gaze shifted towards the group from Yukong, and a sharp glint of Killing Intent suddenly emerged as he spoke without reservation.
"Since my spouse and I advanced, the Purple Green Sword Formation has not been used at all. I want to see who dares to challenge us today!"
A threat! This was a blatant threat!
But it must be said, the Purple-Blue Twin Swords indeed had that qualification.
"Heh heh, it seems that I can no longer hold back. Ever since I obtained the title of Third Disciple, I haven't used my full strength for a long time. Sun Zhe, I hope you won't disappoint me!"
His eyes flashed with blue light, and blue sparkles surged forth, enveloping the entire Third Floor loft in a strange aura. The two elders of the Yuling Sect felt their momentum rise, and the aura of the Realm of the Thunder Lord was fully unleashed.
"Sun Zhe, you must die today!" Han Xinrao's eyes flashed with hatred as his powerful cultivation burst forth.
"I may not have fully mastered this long sword, but that does not mean I cannot use it. You have forced my hand!"
A cold voice rang out as a pure white long sword shot out from Yan Ji's back.
Ten Thunder Lord Experts faced off, heroes gathered, and the air in Hero's Tower on the Third Floor surged wildly!
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