Nine Heavens Martial Emperor

"N-no, no, I think I’ll sit this one out. I’m leaving." As Lin Yuchen spoke, he vanished without even waiting for Lin Hao’s reply.

Lin Hao looked toward the river’s surface and saw some familiar faces.

Mandala Flowers bloomed as Qi Lian crossed the void barefoot.

Beside her followed a man with a lecherous expression; it was none other than Hao Yinjian.

Behind the two of them, Ying Qianshang still stood with his arms folded around his sword.

This group... never mind Lin Yuchen, even Lin Hao frowned.

However, Lin Hao was merely displeased, not afraid.

After the trio entered the Nine Yang Hall, Lin Hao stepped forward and headed for the Nine Yang Hall as well.

Forget the Nine Yang Hall; for his grandfather’s sake, he would even dare to storm Yama Hall.

Viewing the Nine Yang Hall from hundreds of meters away, one could only feel its majestic grandeur as it stood like a giant. But as Lin Hao drew closer, he was even more shocked.

Nine Broken Rivers plunged downward like fractured celestial streams into a bottomless abyss below.

Swirling mist created a hazy, dreamlike scene that was deeply intimidating.

The Nine Yang Hall stood tall in the center. Though motionless, it resembled a ferocious, primeval beast, making one’s heart palpitate.

Lin Hao stood at the end of one of the Broken Rivers and saw an entrance to the Nine Yang Hall.

The Nine Yang Hall had nine gates, and each Broken River corresponded to one of them.

Lin Hao took a step, but runes suddenly flared to life over the Broken River, blocking his path.

Lin Hao’s eyes narrowed.

The power contained within these runes was so immense that it made him feel like a lone boat facing a great river.

"You’re going the wrong way." Just then, a voice sounded by Lin Hao’s ear.

Turning his head, he saw Leng Chenfeng crossing from a separate broken river toward the Nine Yang Hall.

Lin Hao understood instantly.

These nine gates corresponded to the nine continents. A Martial Artist had to enter through the gate that corresponded to their own.

This put Lin Hao on high alert.

’He had changed his appearance, yet the Nine Yang Hall could still pinpoint his origin. This Nine Yang Hall is truly bizarre.’

But then, Lin Hao couldn’t help but chuckle.

’The entrances to the Nine Yang Void Realm are different for each continent. It’s not that the Nine Yang Hall is bizarre; it’s that the entrance itself revealed my origin.’

Having figured this out, Lin Hao cleared his mind and entered the Nine Yang Hall from the same Broken River as Leng Chenfeng.

The moment he entered the Nine Yang Hall, Lin Hao was on high alert, his senses wide open.

He was now in a corridor. It was frighteningly quiet, and despite being several meters high, it felt oppressive.

’The Nine Yang Hall can suppress a Martial Artist’s cultivation!’

Within his sea of consciousness, the Dao Sound chanted and the Six Paths of Reincarnation activated. Lin Hao instantly dispelled the oppressive feeling.

After walking for about the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the area ahead suddenly opened up.

Lin Hao found himself standing halfway up the interior of the Nine Yang Hall.

A single glance revealed that the Nine Yang Hall was unimaginably vast.

"I originally had two purposes for descending to the lower realm, but now only one remains. Whoever among you can bring Lin Hao to the Nine Yang Void Realm will be allowed to join the Baili family after ascending to the upper realm."

Lin Hao heard Baili Dengfeng’s voice coming from below.

Lin Hao sneered. ’So today, the people from the upper realm are here making empty promises just to deal with me.’

’The people from the upper realm are too full of themselves. This is them showing their disdain for acting personally.’

After Baili Dengfeng spoke, no one answered him.

BOOM!

A loud explosion sounded, and Lin Hao smelled the scent of blood.

Clearly, Baili Dengfeng had started killing.

’This is what people from the upper realm are like—so high and mighty, treating human life as if it were worthless.’

"Is no one willing?" Baili Dengfeng’s cold voice rang out again.

"N-no... it’s not that we’re unwilling. It’s just that Lin Hao’s achievements in the Divinity Realm are well known, and we don’t know what powers are backing him. To go after him so rashly..."

"His achievements in the Divinity Realm don’t mean everything. His actual cultivation base is at most the Spirit Transformation Realm First Layer. All of you are at least Two Layers higher than him. Even if he can fight above his rank, he can’t possibly defeat you."

Baili Dengfeng’s tone remained cold. Then, it shifted as he said sinisterly, "As for the powers backing him, it would be for the best if they made a move. That way, we’d have a chance to act."

This was how people from the upper realm were. They had long since stopped paying any attention to Martial Artists of their own generation, instead setting their sights on the older generation of experts in this world.

Even Lin Hao’s eyes twitched.

’Are they trying to turn the lower realm completely upside down?’

"You up there, get down here!" Just then, Baili Dengfeng roared.

Lin Hao felt an immense force rushing toward him. The area below seemed to have transformed into a black hole, trying to suck him down.

Lin Hao didn’t resist, allowing the violent force to sweep over his body.

SWOOSH!

His body was pulled down and he landed in the main hall below.

"I was just wondering how to get down. Thanks for the help." While still in mid-air, Lin Hao gave his body a strange twist and directly broke free from the force.

Baili Dengfeng recognized Lin Hao, and a murderous glint appeared in his eyes.

But he didn’t move.

’This boy escaped from Lingxiao Pavilion, yet he dares to show up here now. He must have something to rely on.’

The various Martial Artists from the Nine Yang Continent all wore strange expressions.

’Baili Dengfeng is from the upper realm. This guy has some serious nerve!’

"So you’re from the Celestial Yang Continent."

At that moment, a soft voice spoke up. It was Immortal Fairy Huangfu.

Lin Hao’s heart tensed.

He knew this woman was starting to suspect his identity.

"I am Lin Hao from the Celestial Yang Continent. And who might you be?" Lin Hao took a gamble and revealed his identity directly.

Countless Martial Artists tensed up, and the sound of rapid breathing filled the great hall.

A man’s reputation precedes him.

Lin Hao had performed miracles in the Divinity Realm; no one at his level could defeat him. They were here to deal with him now. If Lin Hao suddenly attacked, they might all end up as corpses.

Leng Chenfeng was also in the hall. When he heard Lin Hao’s words, a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

’There are at least a dozen people from the upper realm in this Nine Yang Hall. Putting the others aside, Lin Hao can’t even deal with Baili Dengfeng alone.’

’For Lin Hao to dare say such a thing under these circumstances... his courage is unmatched.’

But then, Leng Chenfeng’s eyes twitched. He understood Lin Hao’s intention.

’What a man, this Lin Hao. It’s no wonder Lin Wu lost to you,’ Leng Chenfeng mused to himself.

In that instant, the threat level Lin Hao represented in his mind skyrocketed.

"Hahaha... You’re Lin Hao? What a joke! Although your cultivation is higher than his, you’re not worthy of the name!" Baili Dengfeng’s roaring laughter broke the silence.

Phew...

Many martial artists let out a breath of relief.

’This person definitely isn’t Lin Hao. If the real Lin Hao showed up under these circumstances, he would never be able to leave the Nine Yang Hall alive.’

"Kid, are you trying to insult our intelligence?"

A voice, its tone quite unfriendly, spoke up at this moment.

Lin Hao looked over, shrugged, and remained noncommittal.

The speaker was someone he had seen before at Lingxiao Pavilion: Hao Yinjian.

Although Hao Yinjian was sleazy and shameless, he was definitely a smart man.

He could see that Baili Dengfeng was hostile toward this "Lin Hao," so naturally, he had to seize this opportunity.

Taking down this imposter would allow him to get closer to Baili Dengfeng.