C169 Face-smacking Yao Teng

Yue Ye was as black as ink, so after Ji Haotian bid farewell to the crowd, he headed towards Yao Baichuan's residence.

"Brat, stop right there. How could a little cultivator like you, an early stage Nascent Soul Realm, come to the prince's mansion? I advise you to leave this place obediently, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite. " A young man looked at Ji Haotian who was walking towards Yao Baichuan's residence, and asked with his brows slightly knitted.

This person was the eldest son of the Second Elder, Yao Teng. After the end of the banquet, he had naturally heard of the distant Ji Haotian shining brightly during the banquet. From his point of view, Ji Haotian only had talent in the field of pill refining!

In his heart, no matter how strong Ji Haotian was in the dao of alchemy, he was only a top tier alchemist! He, Yao Teng, was a late stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and he was proficient in all kinds of formations.

"Scram!"

Ji Haotian frowned slightly, glanced at Yao Teng with an indifferent expression, and said indifferently.

"Brat, you actually dare to tell me to scram. You are simply courting death!" Yao Teng let out a cold snort, and a silver wolf Martial Spirit on the night of the moon fiercely rushed out from his body. The instant this Yue Ye Silver Wolf Martial Spirit that was the size of four or five adults came out, an extremely tyrannical aura swept in all directions.

Yao Teng glanced at the silver moon wolf behind him, the corners of his mouth curled into a proud smile. With a sudden stride, he shot towards Ji Haotian like an arrow.

Ji Haotian felt Yao Teng was about to attack him. He closed his eyes and thought to himself.

"Yao Teng, with the strength of a late stage Nascent Soul stage, born with a Martial Spirit. Flaws: When a Martial Spirit encounters a high level Martial Spirit, the pressure emitted by the high level Martial Spirit will immediately lose its effect."

"Brat, go and die! If you want to blame someone, then blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have offended! "

Yao Teng let out a cold snort, the corner of his mouth revealing a cruel smile. His palm turned into a huge claw, fiercely smashing towards Ji Haotian.

Blood Raging Wolf Claw!

His fingers revealed claws as sharp as blades, bringing with it a strong killing intent, he directly grabbed towards Ji Haotian.

His own Martial Spirit belonged to the Martial Spirit s, but in order to display his fighting strength, he obtained a low grade Profound Rank martial skill "Raging Wolf Blood Claw" from the auction. This martial skill was a perfect match with his own Martial Spirit, allowing him to display fighting power that far surpassed the late stage of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Ji Haotian looked at the huge claw that was flying towards him and frowned. With a thought, he activated the Martial Spirit.

"Brat, you go."

Yao Teng saw that he was getting closer and closer to Ji Haotian, and revealed a cold smile.

But before he could say anything, a red and black Martial Spirit suddenly surged out from Ji Haotian's body. The moment these two Martial Spirit appeared, Yao Teng felt a palpitation in his heart.

When the Black and Red Scaled Fierce Wolf King saw the several meter tall Martial Spirit, it showed an excited expression. It immediately turned into a red and black streak of light and rushed towards Yao Teng's back.

Seeing the red and black beams of light shooting towards him, Yao Teng was greatly alarmed. Just as he was about to dodge, he discovered that the silver wolf floating above his head unexpectedly let out an extremely mournful cry.

"You …" "What did you do, my Martial Spirit!" Yao Teng glanced up and saw the originally imposing Silver Wolf of the Moon's Night. It was now like a obedient child, holding the wolf tightly in place, not daring to move an inch.

As for the black and red claws, they were like prey as they directly tore apart his Martial Spirit and began to skin it alive.

Ji Haotian looked at the scene in front of him and revealed a strange expression. He had originally wanted to borrow the pressure from the Martial Spirit to suppress the Silver Wolf of Yue Ye, but what about now? His Martial Spirit had actually treated the other party's Martial Spirit as food. Even he had not thought of such a thing.

Pfft!

After the Martial Spirit disappeared, Yao Teng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale white, the huge claw that he used to strike Ji Haotian had long since disappeared, and he sat down weakly on the ground.

Never in his dreams would he ever imagine that the Martial Spirit he thought to be superior to others would actually become the opponent's Martial Spirit's prey. Feeling the long dissipated Martial Spirit in his sea of consciousness, Yao Teng was extremely depressed.

If it was in the past, he was considered a genius by the cultivators in the Yao Manor based on her Martial Spirit, but what about now? Her own Martial Spirit was actually eaten by someone. This kind of thing made him feel shaken, and he had long cursed in his heart.

"Now, can you tell me where Prince Yao lives?" Ji Haotian asked as he calmly glanced at Yao Teng who was kneeling on the ground.

Yao Teng looked at the far away Ji Haotian, his eyes flashed with hatred as he said, "I need to pass by your mansion …

Hearing this, Ji Haotian nodded slightly, and with a flash, he headed towards Yao Baichuan's residence.

Yao Teng looked at Ji Haotian who was walking further and further away, the corner of his mouth revealing a cold smile. Other cultivators might not know the layout of the Yao Manor, but he was clear that other than the Treasure Vault, the other place in the Yao Manor that was filled with array formations was the forbidden grounds of the clan.

In his view, once Ji Haotian entered the forbidden grounds of the clan, the killing array would definitely be activated. At that time …

Ji Haotian followed the cobblestone path for a while before arriving at a long corridor. After passing through the corridor, he arrived at Yao Baichuan's residence.

"Is this Yao Baichuan's residence?" Ji Haotian gently pushed open the door, and in a flash, he entered the room.

The entire room was dazzling in splendor, exuding a majestic aura.

A green light illuminated the room in front of the room, and smoke filled the air.

After Ji Haotian arrived at the room, his eyes swept across a part of the room.

"The Myriad Sword Formation?" Ji Haotian muttered in his heart.

The moment Ji Haotian landed, the originally quiet room suddenly released a faint gold Sword Qi, the moment the Sword Qi was formed, it turned into a gold light and shot towards Ji Haotian in an arc.

Ji Haotian sighed helplessly, his gaze turned towards the sword formation in the distance, he took a step forward and directly kicked a spirit pattern.

The moment the extremely dazzling spirit pattern touched the sole of Ji Haotian's foot, it was as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over it, and the originally dazzling spirit pattern instantly extinguished.

Ji Haotian sighed helplessly, walked past a wooden table, and headed towards the front.

Two hours later, the magnificent palace suddenly lit up with a dazzling light that shot into the clouds.

Yao Baichuan stared at the beam of light in the distance as he dashed towards the palace in the distance.

Outsiders didn't know where it was, but he knew very well that this was a forbidden area of the family, and there were all sorts of top-grade arrays laid out within it. Hundreds of years ago, the reason why Yao Manor chose this location was because of that palace.

He knew that the palace was an ancient ruin left behind by a clan. Even though it was a treasure mountain, without a top formation master, the ruins were useless to the Yao Manor.

Yao Teng felt the movement coming from the palace and revealed a satisfied smile. In his opinion, since Ji Haotian dared to enter the forbidden grounds of the clan, he would definitely die a horrible death. The reason he went over now was only to confirm that the kid had died miserably!

In front of the palace, many cultivators had gathered. They could sense the movement of people in the forbidden area.

"Why is the main hall erupting with dazzling light?" "Could it be that someone has entered the forbidden area?"

"The forbidden area is filled with killing formations. Even if someone were to enter, they would only die a horrible death."

"I wonder if that unlucky bastard went in."

The crowd of cultivators looked at the palace which was glowing with a bright light, revealing expressions of deep love and disdain. In the eyes of the crowd, this dazzling beam of light would be extinguished sooner or later. At that time, that kid would only be killed by the formation.

Inside the palace, Ji Haotian travelled for two hours and finally arrived at a rather spacious and spacious location.

There were many cold bones laid in front of him, so Ji Haotian did not care about these.

An ancient wooden house gradually appeared in front of him.

An old man with a stooped back gradually walked out of the wooden house. The old man's gaze swept at the distant Ji Haotian, and his brows slightly knitted, as he said. "You don't have the bloodline of the Yao Clan. Who exactly are you?"

"Ji Haotian."

Ji Haotian said as he looked at the old man in the distance with a calm expression.

After the old man heard this, his pupils constricted and he looked at Ji Haotian, "Who exactly are you? You are not of the Yao Clan's bloodline, why would you be here? "

"And who are you?" Ji Haotian looked at the old man in the distance with a calm expression, and said indifferently.

"Haha, little child, you have already come to my place, yet you don't know who I am. To tell you the truth, I am the ancestor of the Yao family. However, I have already ascended to the Immortal World. What you see now is a remnant of my will. Since you are not a member of the Yao Clan, I advise you to obediently leave this place. " The old man sneered and said.

"So he is from the Immortal World. That's much simpler, I don't need to say anything more! Actually, I am also from the Immortal World. " Ji Haotian smiled, glanced at the old man indifferently and spoke.

"Hahaha, you actually said that you came from the Immortal World? You are simply courting death! " The old man snorted, and an extremely terrifying divine will pressure immediately enveloped Ji Haotian.

Ji Haotian looked at the old man's spiritual will pressure, and a faint smile appeared on his face. A spiritual will pressure that was not weaker than the old man's was revealed, and immediately rushed towards the old man and suppressed him.

"This... This... How is this possible? How can you have such a powerful spiritual will? " The old man looked at Ji Haotian in shock.

What he left behind was just a piece of magic paper, but the strength of his soul was not any weaker than the Golden Immortal Realm, but the power of Ji Haotian's soul in the distance was not weaker than him at all! If he did not feel the energy fluctuations from Ji Haotian's divine sense, he would have thought that he was mistaken!

"I wonder who this friend is …" The elder suppressed the shock in his heart and asked.

"Ji Haotian."

When he heard this name, the old man's body violently trembled. He knew that in the Eastern Sage Divine Region of the Immortal World, a strong cultivator, whether in pill refining or weapon refining, had died long ago. He never expected to see such a thing in the Profound Sky Continent.

"I wonder why fellow daoist has come today."

"Don't worry, I didn't come for your Yao Clan's inheritance. After all, your cultivation technique is too ordinary, I'm not interested in it." Furthermore, if the Yao Family is in danger, I can make a move. As for why I'm here, you don't have the right to know. "

Ji Haotian smiled, waved his hand, and said.

When the old man heard this, his mind suddenly trembled. Thinking about Ji Haotian's past achievements in the Immortal World, he felt his scalp tingle. However, when he heard that Ji Haotian would help the Yao Clan when they were in danger, he could not help but feel joy in his heart.

Although he had long ascended to the Immortal World, after all, far water could not quench his thirst. If Ji Haotian were to make a move, he would naturally be at ease.

Several thousand years ago, he had set up this ruin in the Yao Manor. Other than examining the formation techniques of the disciples in the clan, he naturally wanted to find a successor to help him pass down his legacy.

Inside the formation, other than the wooden house and a magic paper, there were no other treasures.

"Little friend, do you know the reason why there are still no Yao Clan cultivators here?" The old man could not help but ask.

"Recently, even though I've seen a few formations, most of the formations on the market are extremely simple formations." A large number of ancient formations had already been lost. "I don't think it has anything to do with this." Ji Haotian smiled slightly and said.

"So that's how it is. Looks like I can't stay here any longer. Otherwise, the Yao family's inheritance will be forever cut off! "I hope that daoist friend can help me take this piece of magic paper out!" The old man looked at Ji Haotian and sighed.

Ji Haotian heard and nodded slightly.

After the old man finished speaking, he immediately turned into a beam of golden light and disappeared.

When Ji Haotian saw this scene, he was not too shocked. Instead, he gently pushed open the door and looked at the painting of an old man that was placed inside the room. After putting the painting away, he started to walk towards the exit of the palace.

"It's out …" That brat actually came out! " Everyone's gaze turned to look at Ji Haotian who was walking out of the great hall, filled with shock. Although they had previously seen Ji Haotian's Inherent Skill before, they had never thought that Ji Haotian would enter the forbidden grounds, and would even be able to leave the forbidden grounds alive!

Yao Teng looked at Ji Haotian who was walking out from the forbidden grounds, and his face became deathly pale as he looked at Ji Haotian with a terrified expression.

"Is my father-in-law here?" Ji Haotian swept his gaze across the crowd and asked.

"I wonder, Little friend Haotian, why are you looking for me?" A middle aged man came to Ji Haotian's side and asked.

"Oh, there's something for you!" Ji Haotian calmly handed a scroll over to Yao Baichuan, and said.

"This... This... "Could it be …"

"Magic paper!"

Yao Baichuan roared in his heart, his expression one of shock as he stared at the painting in the distance, a hint of terror flashing in his eyes. Other cultivators might not know what the painting was, but he knew what the magic paper was from the letter left behind by each generation's patriarch.

Resisting the shock in his heart, Yao Baichuan took the painting and looked towards Ji Haotian in shock.