Destined Martial God

Yu Haoran took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He indicated for the Tower Spirit to end the possession technique for his soul and he wanted to return to his body.    

Waiting until the Tower Spirit's soul returned to his body.    

Although he was weak and could only use the purple rod in his hand to support his body, the meteorites beneath his feet were immediately replaced by the hard ground.    

At the same time, the more than a thousand meteorites that were rushing towards him disappeared one after another. They were in the endless starry sky and had returned to the palace they entered from the beginning.    

And at the end of the palace, on top of a large dragon throne, there was an eerie aura, and the body of the remnant spirit was slightly dimmed as it looked at him in disbelief.    

"Impossible!"    

Seeing Yu Haoran who was walking towards him, the remnant soul loudly asked with an unbelievable tone.    

"This is impossible."    

"Ever since the existence of the palace's formation, there have been at least a thousand creatures that broke into the formation. No living being has ever been able to walk out of the formation alive."    

"How could a mere ant of the Martial King Realm break through a trap array, an illusion array, and a killing array?"    

He walked to the front of the dragon throne. Looking at the remnant spirit that still could not accept the reality, Yu Haoran could not help but sigh.    

Afterward, he did not kill the remnant soul. Instead, he walked past the Dragon Throne and arrived at a painting hanging on the wall behind the Dragon Throne.    

Raising his head to look at the painting of a broken hand holding onto a long whip, Yu Haoran's gaze finally fell on the long whip.    

He directed the elemental energy within his dantian into the portrait.    

Immediately after, a suction force from the portrait directly sucked Yu Haoran who was standing in front of the portrait into it.    

"Pfft!"    

He had just entered the space within the portrait, and the unimaginable terrifying pressure not only caused him to crawl on the ground, but also caused him to constantly vomit blood.    

"Junior Yu Haoran greets Martial Emperor Green Hall and Venerable Artifact Spirit!"    

Being suppressed by the terrifying pressure and unable to move, Yu Haoran could only use his spiritual will to greet them.    

But facing Yu Haoran's divine sense greeting, the terrifying pressure inside the portrait space did not weaken in the slightest, causing Yu Haoran, who was crawling on the ground, to not only be unable to breathe, even his sea of consciousness and dantian began to suffer from the terrifying pressure.    

"Junior spirit cultivators greets Martial Emperor and Venerable Artifact Spirit!"    

Using what remained of his consciousness, he recalled his previous life's experience of following the Inherited Family's experts into the portrait space. Before Yu Haoran became completely unconscious, he changed his origin and addressed him again.    

And just as Yu Haoran had changed the way he referred to himself, the terrifying pressure in the portrait space disappeared in a flash.    

Following that, an unimaginable wave of pure spirit energy not only awakened Yu Haoran's consciousness and restored his damaged sea of consciousness, dantian and flesh, it also helped him to rebuild his foundation, completely eliminating the hidden danger of his cultivation level increasing so crazily.    

"Yu Haoran, the spirit cultivator junior, greets Martial Emperor, and Venerable Artifact Spirit!" Yu Haoran, who had completely recovered from his injuries, immediately jumped up and respectfully said this.    

Regarding this, the severed hand and whip did not respond at all.    

Similarly, Yu Haoran did not mind and continued to act as if he was doing a part.    

"Senior Qing Jing, this junior has suffered the oppression of a powerful enemy. Not only is I on the verge of losing my freedom, I can't even protect the woman I love."    

"In the midst of my helplessness, this junior could only risk my life and enter the Stellar Tomb, entering the painting through the layers of tribulation.    

In the face of Yu Haoran's lamentations and sincere pleas for help, the severed hand still did not have any reaction.    

In regards to this, Yu Haoran did not mind. Instead, he retrieved the portrait he obtained from the pill shop from his spatial ring and opened it, before continuing.    

"Junior has encountered a heaven-defying lucky chance before. In the future, I will have the chance to meet senior's descendant."    

"If senior agrees to help me, junior swear on the rules of the heavens that I will personally return the painting, senior's body, and the supreme treasure to senior's descendant."    

"If it is due to greed that I broke my vow, my soul will definitely fall into hell forever."    

After hearing the promise Yu Haoran gave him, the long whip that was originally in his grasp suddenly flew out and directly landed in front of him.    

Facing the incoming whip, Yu Haoran did not dodge. Instead, with a relaxed demeanor, he looked at the whip without a hint of nervousness.    

However, the Tower Spirit in his sea of consciousness had not only entered the tower directly, but had also used the time laws contained within it to hide completely within the space of his sea of consciousness, avoiding the detection of the whip magic tool.    

Sensing the innocence and sincerity in Yu Haoran's emotions, the long whip automatically returned to the broken palm.    

Shortly after, a gentle force sent him out of the room.    

After which, the portrait that was originally hanging on the wall automatically flew up, rolled up, and finally landed in his palm.    

Although Yu Haoran who was holding the portrait in his hand wanted to suppress it with all his might, to suppress the endless joy in his heart, but when he thought about the meaning of the whip in the portrait, joy still filled his face with smiles.    

"Impossible, this is simply impossible! How could anyone escape from the death array set up by the Emperor!"    

However, on the dragon throne in front of him, a voice of disbelief came out. Yu Haoran instantly woke up.    

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down before apologizing to the portrait in his hand.    

"Senior, if this junior continues to hold this painting like this, it would be inconvenient for me to act and I would also be afraid of damaging the painting."    

"Therefore, junior needs to temporarily store the portrait in his storage ring!"    

After apologizing, Yu Haoran waited a bit.    

After realizing that the portrait in his hand did not give him any response, he tried to place it into an empty storage ring.    

Upon discovering that the portrait that had entered his spatial ring and quietly lying there did not display any excessive movements, Yu Haoran could not help but heave a sigh of relief.    

After all, the broken hand and whip in the portrait were too frightening. It was not safe to keep them in one's hand all the time, and she was afraid of exposing her secret.    

Now that he had a layer of protection from the storage ring, he could finally relax a lot.    

After that, he strode across the Dragon Throne, intending to leave the palace and head to the barracks to search for Star Seizer Academy's trio.    

However, when he passed by the remnant soul that was still questioning him, he stopped in his tracks as a trace of pity flashed across his face.    

In the end, he took out a few medicinal pills from his storage ring to recover his soul and placed them on the Dragon Throne. After that, he used a movement technique to leave the palace.    

Just as Yu Haoran was about to leave the palace, the lingering spirit that was blabbering on and on suddenly quietened down.    

Raising his head to look at the empty entrance of the hall, then lowering his head to look at the pills on the dragon throne, the remnant spirit muttered to himself.    

"Brat, I had originally planned to use the imperial guards with Martial Saint Realm to deal with you, but seeing that you are so filial, I will let you off this time."    

After muttering to himself, the remnant soul directly swallowed the pill on the Dragon Throne, and then slowly disappeared from the Dragon Throne.