It is thousands of miles away from Zhuquan Peak.

There is a large-scale city, and this city is full of people and very lively.

In places like the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, there is almost no safe place, but there are some exceptions.

A city of this size allows people to enter it for supplies, exchange information, etc., without having to worry about attacks from monsters, because there is a saint-level powerhouse here!

Any strong person who enters the city only needs to pay a certain amount of spiritual stones to obtain temporary shelter.

In the very center of the city, a majestic hall stood like a ferocious beast.

At this time, in this hall, there was a burly figure standing in it.

This figure is a man who looks to be about forty years old. His face has extremely obvious lines, and his lips are like blades, showing a cold sharpness. In his eyes, there is an arrogance that is difficult to conceal.

This person is the ruler of this thousands-mile radius, the protector of this city... Zhao Xuetu!

Able to dominate an area of ​​thousands of miles, Zhao Xuetu is a genuine saint-level strongman. Under his command, there are also countless respected-level strongmen. Although this level of strength is not that great if placed on the Ten Thousand Races Continent.

He may not be eye-catching, but he has a very high reputation in the entire Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

Saint level, in this area, is almost an invincible existence!

Even the top races have to take this kind of saint-level powerhouse who has lived in the battlefield of all races for a long time, and even treat him with courtesy.

After all, if there is a stalemate with them, the young people from all major races who come in for training will most likely become their hunting targets.

Even if the top races have great confidence in the talented young people in their own race, if they are allowed to rely on their power to fight against these saint-level warriors who have been wandering in the battlefield of thousands of races for dozens or even hundreds of years,

That's definitely not a wise choice.

However, fortunately, these saint-level powerhouses also have self-awareness. They know that although the saint-level status is almost supreme here, if the top races are pushed too far, the latter also have ways to deal with them.

Tear apart the space and forcefully send the saint-level warriors into the battlefield of all races. Although this is a bit difficult for the strongest warriors, it is not impossible!

Moreover, in the battle field of all races, most of the saint-level powerhouses have been favored by certain forces before they succeeded in breaking through.

From another perspective, these saint-level powerhouses can be seen as thugs trained by top races!

Zhao Xuetu gently placed his palms on the table and chair next to him. What was surprising was that at this time, he was just sitting at the top of the table on the side of the hall.

But sitting on the seat in the center of the hall was a petite and beautiful figure. If Qin Yichen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize him.

This person was clearly the woman from the Yunling clan that he had met when he first entered the Ten Thousand Clans Battlefield... Yun Jun! And the two girls Yunyin and Yun Lan were standing behind him.

Three extremely young-looking women were sitting at the head of the hall. The notorious Zhao Xuetu didn't seem to be dissatisfied at all.

"Zhao Xuetu, didn't you hear Yun Ling's summons?"

At the top of the list, Jun Yun's somewhat cold voice sounded faintly. Facing this saint-level powerhouse, she didn't seem to have any fear at all, but only a kind of condescending coldness.

"Zhao received it, but there are really a lot of trivial matters during this period, so I couldn't reply to Junior Sister Yunjun in time. I hope I'll forgive you."

Zhao Xuetu lowered his posture and smiled dryly. However, there was no apology in his sharp brows.

"There is still one month left, Zhao Xuetu. I don't care how many things you have on your plate. If you don't come here within half a month, I will treat you as giving up this spot."

Yun Jun frowned slightly, as if she was dissatisfied with the latter's title, and said in a rather unhappy tone.

"Definitely, definitely, I will never forget the great kindness of the nobles. When the time comes, Zhao will definitely serve as a pawn for the Yunling clan!"

Zhao Xuetu raised his hands and responded loudly. With that look, a person with less experience would really be moved by his sincerity.

The two women behind Yunjun also nodded slightly with satisfaction, but Yunjun's expression was calm, and he just stared at Zhao Xuetu with a pair of glass-like eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate the latter's thoughts.

"City Lord!"

Suddenly, there was the sound of rapid footsteps from outside the hall, and an anxious voice also sounded.

"Come in."

Zhao Xuetu frowned slightly. He knew that none of his men were stupid enough to disturb him, and the person who came was also his confidant. There must be something big going on to come to him at this time.

"City Lord..."

As Zhao Xuetu's voice fell, a middle-aged man in smart clothes walked in quickly from outside. He originally planned to speak, but when he saw the women above him, he paused slightly and did not speak directly.

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"This is Lord Yun of the Yunling clan, Xue Li. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Zhao Xueqi waved his hand and signaled.

"City Lord, Bloody Hand Zhao Xueqi's soul lamp... has gone out!"

After a pause, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said.

"What did you say!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xuetu's expression suddenly turned gloomy. The tables and chairs under his hands were instantly shattered into powder. A terrifying aura rippled out from his body, covering the entire hall.

They are all shrouded in it.

Under this aura, the man named Xue Li turned pale, and Yunyin Yunlan, who was originally smiling, felt that it was a little difficult to breathe.

"Zhao Xuetu!"

Yun Jun frowned and shouted coldly.

Even if only a trace of the aura of a saint-level powerhouse was revealed unintentionally, it was not something Yunyin and Yunlan, two women of no more than senior rank, could bear.

"Feel sorry!"

It was as if it was under Lord Yun's low shout that Zhao Xuetu came back to his senses. He calmed down slightly, and the aura that shrouded the hall slowly dissipated.

"I'm sorry, Junior Sister Yunjun. Originally, I planned to go with you, but you also saw that Xueqiu is my younger brother. Please give me a few more days. I'll be here after I finish handling it!"

Zhao Xuetu stood up, cupped his hands towards Jun Yun, and said apologetically.

Afterwards, Zhao Xuetu winked at Xue Li and walked quickly out of the hall.

"Who is so bold that he even dares to kill his younger brother?"

After Zhao Xuetu left, Yun Lan sighed with some lingering fear.

"Well, Senior Sister Jun said, don't talk about his brother. Even us, if we don't pay attention, may be plotted."

Yunyin stuck out her tongue at the side, but surprisingly she was not naughty, but said obediently.

"Let's go back."
Chapter completed!