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After the fourth Great Yang Bottle was taken by Han Zhao, he still stayed in the restriction area and waited for the fifth Great Yang Bottle to land. The descendants of the aristocratic families present finally could not sit still. “This is too much!”

“Han Zhao, don’t go too far!”

When Han Zhao heard this, he only glanced at it and looked up at the Heavenly Palace.

“Arrogant!”

The surrounding descendants of the aristocratic families were furious.

If Han Zhao had said anything, they would not have been so angry.

He did not take them seriously at all!

“Han Zhao, this isn’t the Central Prefecture Trial. We’re all in our main bodies!

If we unleash our full strength, do you really think that you can fight all of

us?”

Wang Xueji of the Wang family stood up from the array foundation and looked at the aristocratic family disciples present.

“Even if you really have the strength, aren’t you afraid of the family behind us?”

“The more arrogant you are here, the more miserable you will be outside!”

The descendants of the aristocratic families regained their confidence after being instigated by Wang Xueji.

The powerful family behind them was also a part of their strength.

Even if Han Zhao snatched all the Great Yang Bottles and all the ‘Qian Heaven Essence Qi” and “Outer World Mystic Flower”, so what?

After leaving the Qian Heaven Palace, could he still live?

At this moment, Han Zhao caught the fifth Great Yang Bottle and put it into the Sumeru Pouch.

He looked at Wang Xueji. Before the sixth Great Yang Bottle landed, he said, “Come.

“l…” Wang Xueji’s expression froze.

This Qian Heaven Palace was once a mystic realm specially left behind by a Perfected Lord for martial artists to undergo trials. The upper limit of the cultivation of the martial artists who entered here was the Second Revolution Perfected Seven Fiend.

However, there was no restriction on the combat strength of martial artists.

Even if they could unleash the combat strength of the Nine Revolution Pseudo Divine Power, they would not be suppressed.

As for the descendants of spirit beasts and aristocratic families, they were limited to the third Bloodline Awakening and the ninth-level Snake-level.

They still had the Dharma talismans bestowed by their ancestors on them.

They could unleash the power of a Rank 1 Weapon Master and a Rank 1 Spirit Summoner.

However, it was not used to face the enemy, but to save their lives.

As long as the Dharma talisman was used, the users who were not martial artists would immediately be expelled by the Qian Heaven Palace.

Therefore, the battle losses of the descendants of aristocratic families and spirit beast Bloodline Holders in the Qian Heaven Palace were much lower than in the Central Prefecture Trial.

However, with the power and speed of Han Zhao’s attack just now, Wang Xueji felt that if she faced Han Zhao alone, she might not even have the chance to activate the Dharma talisman.

Seeing that Wang Xueji was speechless, Han Zhao ignored her and focused on waiting for the sixth Great Yang Bottle to land.

“You…”

Seeing that Han Zhao was not threatened at all, Wang Xueji had no choice. The descendants of the other aristocratic families were not stupid. Although they spoke loudly, no one attacked again.

The restriction could only accommodate four people at most. Even if it was three against one, they felt that they did not have much chance of winning.

Even if they could win, no one could guarantee that they would not be killed by Han Zhao’s desperate attack.

They could only endure for the time being. After entering the inner hall of the Qian Heaven Palace, they would join forces to kill him. At that time, they would rely on their own abilities to snatch the Great Yang Bottle from him.

The effect of the Qian Heaven Essence Qi was limited for the descendants of divine weapon families. The main reason why the descendants of divine weapon families entered was to surround and kill martial artists. At the same time, they wanted to snatch the Qian Heaven Essence Qi to recruit martial arts geniuses.

On the contrary, it was very beneficial to martial artists and spirit beast Bloodline Holders.

“Swoosh!”

The sixth Great Yang Bottle landed.

Han Zhao reached out to take it.

Suddenly, a white-robed young man flew out from the mountain peak. He was handsome and his eyes were lively.

“Shen Xiao?! ”

“Good job!’

“Let Han Zhao see the unyielding character of my aristocratic family!’

When the descendants of the aristocratic families in the array foundation saw the Shen family’s direct descendant, Shen Xiao, from the Five Great Surnames of Great Wei, make a move, they were all excited.

Shen Xiao should not be Han Zhao’s match, but a desperate attack might be able to injure Han Zhao. This way, when they entered the inner hall of the Qian Heaven Palace, they could pay a smaller price to kill Han Zhao.

“You are? Oh, Shen Xiao,” Han Zhao glanced at the white-robed young man and recognized him as Shen Xiao.

After all, he had obtained more than a million taels of gold and a lot of Demon Gold from him back then, so he had a deep impression.

“It’s rare that Brother Han still remembers me.” Shen Xiao cupped his hands and bowed.

“Why? Do you want to snatch this Great Yang Bottle from me?” Han Zhao said indifferently.

Shen Xiao bitterly smiled and said, “Brother Han must be joking. With Brother Han’s divine might, who would dare to oppose you? At the very least, I wouldn’t dare to.’

“Then what do you mean?” Han Zhao raised his eyebrows.

“There are a total of 18 Great Yang Bottles. Brother Han shouldn’t be able to use so many, so I want to buy one from Brother Han. What do you think, Brother Han?” Shen Xiao carefully explained his intentions and didn’t dare to get too close to Han Zhao.

As he spoke, Shen Xiao took out a bulging black Sumeru Pouch.

“Oh?” Han Zhao was surprised. “l don’t accept gold anymore.”

When Shen Xiao heard Han Zhao’s words, he knew that there was a chance. He hurriedly said, “This bag is filled with Demon Gold. I prepared it before I came in. Brother Han, please take a look.”

With that, Shen Xiao activated the power of his bloodline and sent the Sumeru

Pouch to Han Zhao.

Han Zhao took the Sumeru Pouch and sent his divine sense into it. He said indifferently, “I’m not as easy to please as I was back then…”

Han Zhao paused and his pupils constricted slightly. He suppressed the corners of his lips that were about to curl up and was expressionless.

“Brother Han? Are you satisfied with this number?” Shen Xiao was a little uneasy.

Ever since the news of Han Zhao and the three Lian sisters killing the Rank 2

Weapon Master of the Corpse Soul Valley spread throughout the East Victory Continent, he had considered the situation when Han Zhao broke through the encirclement of the aristocratic family and successfully entered the Qian Heaven Palace..