The old man was hit by Yang Tian and staggered backward, spitting out blood.

He stared fixedly at Yang Tian: "I never expected you to have mastered the Soul Divine Palm of the Celestial Dragon Association! But isn’t this Soul Divine Palm only meant for the Sect Leader to cultivate?"

Lin Zhenbang also stared intently at Yang Tian, his eyes full of doubt.

"Yang Tian, they’re questioning you, so you’d better be honest and explain!"

Hua Tiandu exclaimed.

"I learned it from Lin Zhenbang’s father."

Yang Tian replied aloud.

"The Grandmaster?" The old man frowned, somewhat understanding why Yang Tian could kill his four subordinates: "Yang Tian, well done, for my four incompetent subordinates to die at your hands is a sort of blessing, but I’ll warn you, you’d better not leave the Yihua Palace, or every time I see you, I’ll hunt you down!"

The old man said before leaving coldly.

"Very good..."

Hua Tiandu stood up and applauded Yang Tian voluntarily.

"Hua, you’re fortunate to have such a disciple." Lin Zhenbang didn’t doubt Yang Tian’s words much, since his father had been released by Yang Tian: "I’m curious, will you send him to participate in the tournament?"

"Well, to be honest, yes, Yang Tian will indeed participate in the tournament."

Hua Tiandu smiled.

"In the tournament, experts are as common as clouds; a martial artist at the peak of the Soul Firmament Realm might end up with not even their bones left."

Lin Zhenbang suddenly mocked.

"That is no concern of yours, Yang Tian’s ability to know your father proves his skill."

Hua Tiandu smiled.

Lin Zhenbang’s expression turned dark upon hearing this: "Yang Tian, don’t think I don’t know about your dealings with my father, but that old man has long lost his power, and cannot stir any waves! And you, I hope you can emerge victorious in the preliminaries because I’ll have Li Min kill you personally!"

Said, Lin Zhenbang left to return home.

As Lin Zhenbang left, Hua Tiandu smiled and said: "Yang Tian, you surprise me indeed, you actually know Lin Zhenbang’s father. More than ten years ago, Lin Zhenbang ascended to the position of Sect Leader by killing his brother and father, but from what I’ve heard, Lin Zhenbang’s elder brother Lin Zhenhua is not dead."

"Reporting to the Palace Master, this is also what I’m aware of."

Yang Tian said.

"Next, I want you to find Lin Zhenbang’s father, infiltrate the Celestial Dragon Association for me and kill them!"

Hua Tiandu said solemnly.

"As per the Sect Leader’s orders, how dare this disciple not comply."

Yang Tian replied quickly.

"Good, you can now go to the Yuanbao Vault and select some cultivation resources and magical treasures."

Hua Tiandu waved his hand, signaling Yang Tian to step back.

"Yuanbao Vault?" Yang Tian stepped out of the Imperial Hall, smiling coldly: "Has Hua Tiandu started to trust me already?"

Within the Yihua Palace, there are four vaults. The lowest is the Iron Treasure Vault, containing resources for Outer Disciples; next is the Golden Treasure Vault, for Inner Sect and Core Disciples; the third level is the Yuanbao Vault, containing resources for Elders and Veterans; the most mysterious is the Divine Treasure Vault.

Only Hua Tiandu has access to the Divine Treasure Vault.

Moreover, the location of the Divine Treasure Vault is unknown.

Yang Tian intended to go into the Yuanbao Vault to find some good items, but just as he stepped out of the Imperial Hall, he felt a surge of killing intent.

He used his Divine Sense to probe, finding an old man floating in the air outside Yihua Palace, looking over coldly.

This old man was none other than the Protector who had just been repelled by Yang Tian’s Soul Divine Palm.

"Is this guy really waiting for me to come out, to find a chance to kill me?"

Yang Tian said in a deep voice.

If that’s the case, Yang Tian was quite annoyed.

An open spear is easy to dodge, but an unseen arrow is hard to avoid.

Yang Tian didn’t want to be ambushed by this old man every time he left his house.

"Since I’ve already killed your four subordinates, I don’t mind killing one more!"

Yang Tian said coldly.

Then, he swiftly flew towards the outside of Yihua Palace.

When the old man sensed Yang Tian flying towards him, a smile flickered in his eyes as he flew towards South Sea City, arriving at an abandoned parking lot.

Surrounded by dilapidated airships, there were hardly any people, making it convenient for the old man to act.

"Yang Tian, do you think you’re so amazing just because you learned the Soul Divine Palm! The Sect Leader gave me a Soul Divine Robe specifically to kill you!"

The old man tugged his hand, revealing a Soul Divine Robe glowing with golden light.

He put on the Soul Divine Robe.

This Soul Divine Robe was immune to the Soul Divine Palm.

"Old man, did you wait here just to seek death?"

A shout like Celestial Thunder rolled in.

Soon, they saw a man descending from the sky, landing ten meters in front of the old man, none other than Yang Tian.

"I am called Spirit Daoist!"

The old man directly stated his name.

"Spirit Daoist? Are you telling me your name so I can erect a tombstone for you?"

Yang Tian laughed.

The old man’s face darkened, saying coldly: "You’re an impressive figure, I’m telling you my name so you can die with clarity!"

"Oh?" Yang Tian laughed: "So you’re not afraid of my Soul Divine Palm anymore?"

"Hmph!"

The old man sneered without further explanation, and directly launched a Coiling Dragon Nirvana.

A surge of Divine Breath soared into the sky, transforming into a Dragon King.

The Dragon King roared, sweeping toward Yang Tian with endless flames.

This Coiling Dragon Nirvana was even more formidable than the previous one, as it was enhanced by flames.

It seemed the old man intended to show his true power.

"Soul Divine Palm!"

Yang Tian charged forward, breaking the Dragon King with one palm. The massive Soul Divine Palm transformed into a Divine Seal, striking toward the old man.

But what puzzled Yang Tian was that this Spirit Daoist didn’t dodge.

Bang!

The Soul Divine Palm struck Spirit Daoist, but to Yang Tian’s surprise, it dissipated quickly.

Taking advantage of this gap, Spirit Daoist flew towards Yang Tian, punching out.

Yang Tian, still in shock, was hit, staggering back five steps before steadying himself.

"Strange, how come the Soul Divine Palm had no effect on you?"

Yang Tian asked in disbelief.

Spirit Daoist laughed, tearing off his clothes to reveal the Soul Divine Robe underneath: "The Sect Leader gave me a magical treasure, immune to the Soul Divine Palm! Yang Tian, I’m going to sacrifice you now!"

Spirit Daoist howled.

Soon, he unleashed two Coiling Dragon Nirvanas.

These formed an Ice Dragon and a Fire Dragon.

These two Coiling Dragons were boundlessly powerful, more terrifying than any single strike.

But Yang Tian smiled coldly: "Did you think I used the Soul Divine Palm to kill your four subordinates?"

Without hesitation, he employed the Nuwa Divine Palm, shattering the two Dragon Kings with one strike, then followed it up with a Thousand Jin Kill against Spirit Daoist.

"My heavens, what divine martial arts is this, wait, the Sect Leader miscalculated, you haven’t just cultivated the Soul Divine Palm, you’ve mastered an even more sacred Cultivation Technique..."

Spirit Daoist screamed in terror, trying to flee for his life...