Deep within the sacred land, the Sect Master of the sacred land, sensing the oppressive aura of the Immemorial Dragon Emperor, suddenly opened his eyes. He shouted loudly,
"Who dares to cause trouble in my Profound Heaven Sacred Land!"
Just as the Sect Master was about to make a move, the Vice Sect Master Qin Zhongtian, who was also Qin Hao's unexpectedly acquired eldest nephew, appeared before him.
"Sect Master Yun, are you sure you want to attack my uncle?"
Qin Zhongtian's words made Yun Ya's expression freeze. "Ah? Your uncle? You have such a young uncle?"
Astonishment and absurdity surfaced on Yun Ya's face. Qin Zhongtian sighed faintly. "Who doesn't have a few relatives?"
Qin Zhongtian had never exposed his identity as a member of the Qin family. The reason was simple: the Qin family had supported him to become the Vice Sect Master of the sacred land so that he could secretly take control of it, turning the sacred land into a force at the Qin family's disposal.
If his identity were exposed, it would inevitably attract unnecessary trouble. If nothing else, the other Desolate Ancient Families would definitely not sit back and watch the Qin family grow stronger.
Therefore, he used a pseudonym in the Profound Heaven Sacred Land—Ye Zhongtian.
Qin Zhongtian's gaze crossed a distance of tens of thousands of feet, ultimately locking onto Qin Hao. "Let him be. Once he's had his fun, everything will be fine."
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"This is... the aura of the Immemorial Primordial Era! I've only ever felt it on the ancient battlefields."
"This oppressive might, just a single trace of its aura manifesting holds such power. What kind of existence must its true form be?"
A group of Immortal Lord elders was pinned to the ground, unable to move under the pressure of the Immemorial Dragon Emperor's dharma idol summoned by Qin Hao. Across the entire plaza, aside from Su Qingyue, who was protected in Qin Hao's embrace, everyone else was prostrated on the ground, not daring to directly face this supreme oppressive aura that transcended time and space.
Su Qingyue leaned tightly against Qin Hao's chest. She looked up at his handsome side profile, then gazed at the dragon phantom in the sky that seemed capable of crushing eternity.
Once again, Su Qingyue clearly recognized the gap between herself and Qin Hao. The power he casually displayed was already on a level she could neither understand nor imagine.
Just as Su Qingyue thought Qin Hao could suppress these people indefinitely, thirty breaths of time passed in a flash.
The Immemorial Dragon Emperor dharma idol coalesced behind Qin Hao gradually dissipated, and the terrifyingly suffocating oppressive aura vanished along with it.
Daoist Lieyang struggled to his feet, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Qin Hao.
"Brat! You've got some skills. That oppressive aura just now must have been summoned by some one-time-use ultimate treasure, right? You sure have quite a few trump cards up your sleeve."
"Now that its power is exhausted, let's see what you'll use to act so arrogantly!"
Saying this, Daoist Lieyang turned to the surrounding elders and said,
"Everyone, this brat is of unknown origin and carries extraordinary treasures. He openly commits acts of violence in our sacred land, humiliates our elders, and tramples on the dignity of the sacred land. He might even have some ulterior motives."
"Today, I shall search his soul and seize his treasures to set the record straight!"
Daoist Lieyang spoke with righteous indignation. After all, he was an expert at the Immortal Lord realm; to attack a Golden Core realm cultivator, he needed a justifiable reason.
The surrounding elders did not reply. Their eyes flickered as they looked at the Void Emperor Robe on Qin Hao's body, then recalled the terrifying dragon might from moments ago. They couldn't help but guess at Qin Hao's identity.
Someone capable of bringing out such an ultimate treasure couldn't possibly have a low status.
As if seeing through the concerns of the surrounding elders, Daoist Lieyang chuckled lightly.
"Everyone, you really are getting more and more cowardly as you age. Are you worried that there's a major faction backing this brat?"
"If he truly had a major faction behind him, why would he want Su Qingyue to join our Profound Heaven Sacred Land? The force behind him might be decent, but compared to our sacred land, it is absolutely not worth mentioning!"
Listening to Daoist Lieyang's self-righteous analysis, Qin Hao merely raised an eyebrow, a hint of mockery even appearing on his face.
My background isn't worth mentioning compared to the sacred land? This guy acts like he actually knows who I am.
In Qin Hao's embrace, Su Qingyue was also very worried at this moment. She looked up at Qin Hao and said,
"Qin Hao, why don't we just leave? I won't join the sacred land anymore."
Su Qingyue felt incredibly guilty. She believed it was all her fault. If she hadn't wanted to join the Profound Heaven Sacred Land, why would Qin Hao be clashing head-on with the sacred land's elders?
Yet, she was utterly powerless to change anything.
Qin Hao rubbed Su Qingyue's head. "Join, why wouldn't you join? Not only do I want you to join the sacred land, but I also want you to become the Holy Maiden of this Profound Heaven Sacred Land!"
Qin Hao's words provoked uproarious laughter from Daoist Lieyang.
"Haha! Young man, I really like that confidence in your bones. But confidence without strength isn't confidence; it's sheer stupidity!"
Qin Hao glanced at Daoist Lieyang. No strength? True, I really don't have any strength right now. I'm just a small fry at the Golden Core realm, but my family has strength!
Qin Hao raised his head, his gaze piercing through the layers of immortal mountains and pavilions, looking toward the deepest part of the Profound Heaven Sacred Land.
Then, Qin Hao shouted in a tone that was neither too loud nor too soft, even carrying a hint of impatience,
"Ye—Zhong—Tian!"
"Have you seen enough of the show?"
"Are you going to manage the elders of this broken place of yours or not?"
"If you don't, I'll manage them for you!"
Qin Hao's words were like a bolt of lightning, directly striking the present elders of the Profound Heaven Sacred Land dumb.
Ye Zhongtian?!
Wasn't that the name of their Vice Sect Master of the Profound Heaven Sacred Land? What was this brat's background? He actually dared to call the Vice Sect Master directly by his name, in such an impolite tone, even carrying a hint of a threat.
The ferocity and calculation on Daoist Lieyang's face instantly froze, then transformed into a daze of disbelief.
The moment Qin Hao's voice fell, a faint sigh that seemed to transcend time, carrying endless helplessness, echoed in everyone's ears.
"Sigh—"
The space in front of Qin Hao rippled silently. Immediately after, a man dressed plainly, with a refined and peaceful face, stepped out from the void, standing between Qin Hao and the elders like Daoist Lieyang.
"Vice... Vice Sect Master!!"
The moment Daoist Lieyang and the other elders saw Qin Zhongtian, their pupils shrank abruptly. It was their Vice Sect Master, a supreme Almighty Immortal King!
The group of elders hurriedly bowed in greeting. They felt as if their minds were about to explode. Their Vice Sect Master was an Almighty Immortal King; usually, it was extremely difficult for even them, the elders, to catch a glimpse of him.
But now, the Vice Sect Master had actually appeared because of the threatening shout of this Golden Core realm brat!
Daoist Lieyang's face was deathly pale, his lips trembling uncontrollably. He wanted to speak, but found his throat tightening, unable to utter a single word.
"Eldest nephew, the quality of the elders in your Profound Heaven Sacred Land isn't all that great."
Saying that, Qin Hao pointed at Daoist Lieyang. "Especially this old geezer. Seeing that my Qingyue has good talent, he actually wanted to force a deal, coercing my Qingyue into marrying his grandson."
"What kind of thing is his grandson? Is he even worthy of a single finger of my Qingyue? Today, you must give me an explanation, or else I'm not leaving!"

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