Yang Tian swiftly arrived at the Imperial Hall.

Just as he entered the Imperial Hall, he saw Hua Tiandu and Lin Zhenbang engaged in a pretentious exchange, their smiles not reaching their eyes, extremely insincere.

The Celestial Dragon Association and Yihua Palace constantly vied against each other, being the two largest sects in the South Sea.

Conflict often arose between the two sects.

Yet when the two Sect Leaders met, they put on a cordial facade, appearing amiable.

"Yang Tian is here!"

A disciple quickly announced.

Instantly, Hua Tiandu and Lin Zhenbang looked towards Yang Tian. Hua Tiandu maintained his expressionless demeanor, while Lin Zhenbang’s face turned extremely grim, "Yang Tian, you’ve arrived!"

Yang Tian paid respects to Hua Tiandu, "Palace Master, I wonder what matter you summoned me for?"

"Yang Tian, I heard from Lin that you killed four of his Protectors?" Hua Tiandu spoke loftily, "Is that true?"

Is he here to find fault?

Yang Tian chuckled coldly inside.

This Hua Tiandu was eager for Yang Tian to have trouble; now that Lin Zhenbang had come knocking, Hua Tiandu would definitely add insult to injury.

Indeed, Hua Tiandu coldly said, "If it’s true, then you have violated the rules of Yihua Palace."

After pausing, Hua Tiandu looked to Lin Zhenbang beside him, "Lin, Yang Tian is merely an Inner Sect Disciple of our Yihua Palace, do as you wish with him."

"Yang Tian, today I brought a Protector, the leader of those four Protectors you allegedly killed."

Lin Zhenbang spoke coldly.

Yang Tian glanced at the elder beside Lin Zhenbang. This elder exuded an aura of transcendence; though his hair was white, his face was glowing with youthful vigor, clearly a master.

He mused in his heart: Could it be that Lin Zhenbang thought Yang Tian was hit by a single palm strike and brought a master to kill him?

If so, Yang Tian would counter this plan with a plan of his own. He said, "Sect Leader Lin, you sent four Protectors to trap me and try to refine me. I didn’t want to make a fuss, but you accuse me of killing four Protectors. They laid down an Illusory Space that trapped me completely—how could I have killed them?"

Yang Tian firmly denied having killed the four Protectors.

"Where are those four Protectors then?"

Lin Zhenbang’s face turned grim as he spoke.

"The Illusory Space consumed them; they deserved to die!"

Yang Tian knew there would be no peaceful resolution today. He stepped forward, Divine Breath surging from within him.

"Soul Firmament Realm peak?"

Hua Tiandu was taken aback, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes.

Three days ago, Yang Tian’s cultivation was merely at the late Breath Condensation Realm.

In less than three days, his cultivation had broken through to the peak of the Soul Firmament Realm?

"Palace Master, this Yang Tian is absolutely abnormal. He trained with the Drunkard and might have inherited the Drunkard’s true skills!"

The Palace Master standing next to Hua Tiandu whispered.

A fierce gleam exploded in Hua Tiandu’s eyes, "No worries, Lin Zhenbang will help us kill him!"

"Yang Tian, you killed my four Protectors, let me see if you truly possess such strength!"

The elder lunged forward, landing in front of Yang Tian.

Yang Tian used his Divine Sense to probe, frowning.

Though this elder was only a Protector of the Celestial Dragon Association, his cultivation was actually at the Primordial Spirit Realm.

It appeared Lin Zhenbang had indeed come intending to take Yang Tian’s life.

Moreover, this fellow believed Yang Tian had been hit by the Soul Divine Palm and wouldn’t last long—seizing the moment to kill Yang Tian.

"Brother Hua, let us borrow your Battle Hall."

Lin Zhenbang spoke up.

"No need, fight here."

Hua Tiandu said blandly.

Lin Zhenbang nodded, casting a glance at the elder.

The elder understood, flying towards Yang Tian, launching an Extinction Divine Seal.

This Extinction Divine Seal descended fiercely.

Yang Tian frowned.

In a brief moment, he considered many things; if Hua Tiandu was observing, using the Nuwa Divine Technique would definitely be noticed by him.

So he quickly retreated.

This Extinction Divine Seal was more terrifying than any Divine Martial Arts the four Protectors had used, enveloping him like a massive net.

Seeing no retreat, Yang Tian unleashed the Heaven-shattering Divine Palm.

Boom!

The Heaven-shattering Divine Palm struck the Extinction Divine Seal but elicited no response.

Yang Tian pressed on, his Heaven-shattering Divine Palm and Emperor Divine Fist striking, pouring everything onto the Extinction Divine Seal.

Indeed, this had an effect.

Soon, the Extinction Divine Seal was ripped open with a crack.

Yang Tian bolstered his Divine Breath and broke through.

"Kill him! He’s no match for you!"

Lin Zhenbang spoke coldly.

Despite Yang Tian’s peak Soul Firmament Realm status, it was clear he wasn’t a match for the elder.

Even Hua Tiandu smiled coldly.

Though Yang Tian’s words were brazen, he honestly wasn’t the elder’s match.

"Drunkard, did you not teach him the Nuwa Divine Technique? Or were you crippled of the Nuwa Divine Technique by me a few years ago, unable to manifest it anymore?"

Hua Tiandu snidely thought to himself.

"With such cultivation, you stand no chance against the Cyan Dragon and the others!"

The elder roared, unleashing the Coiling Dragon Nirvana Divine Martial Arts.

Centered around the elder, powerful Divine Breath swirled and surged, quickly forming a dragon shape; with a roar, the dragon charged at Yang Tian.

A fierce gleam flashed in Yang Tian’s eyes.

At this moment, if he held back, he would be slain.

With the Nuwa Divine Technique off-limits, Yang Tian had to use the Soul Divine Palm of the Celestial Dragon Association to fend off the elder!

Yang Tian shouted, launching himself at the elder.

"Soul Divine Palm!"

As he struck, Divine Breath transformed into a dark gleaming wave, turning into a palm seal.

Boom!

A resounding explosion echoed.

Yang Tian’s palm shattered even the elder’s Coiling Dragon Nirvana.

"This is the Soul Palm Technique!"

Lin Zhenbang’s face changed drastically, and he subconsciously stood up, staring at Yang Tian in disbelief.

How did Yang Tian learn the Soul Palm Technique?

"You destroyed my Coiling Dragon Nirvana?"

The elder gazed at Yang Tian in shock.

Yang Tian landed on the Imperial Hall, pressing his advantage.

"Kill him! He’s already afflicted by the Soul Divine Palm, his Divine Breath is backlashing, he won’t last long!"

Lin Zhenbang spoke coldly.

"Yang Tian was hit by the Soul Divine Palm, why can he wield your Soul Divine Palm?"

The Yihua Palace master asked gravely.

Only Hua Tiandu sat with an icy expression, a myriad of thoughts racing through his mind; he considered a possibility—that Yang Tian might have cultivated the Nuwa Divine Technique and triggered the Nuwa Skill—Cloning!

Yet he shook his head.

The Drunkard’s Nuwa Divine Technique was long abolished by him.

The Nuwa Divine Technique could only be passed on by using Nuwa’s Divine Breath to form the cultivation pattern of the technique.

"Did Yang Tian steal the Soul Divine Palm from the Celestial Dragon Association?"

Hua Tiandu pondered aloud.

Meanwhile, Yang Tian spared no effort, executing the Soul Divine Palm, first shattering the Divine Breath around the elder’s body, then landing a final strike on the elder’s chest.

Boom!

The elder was knocked flying backward.

"Yang Tian, how is your strength still so formidable? Has Min’s Soul Divine Palm on you been cleared?"

Lin Zhenbang’s expression finally changed...