Haofeng, Limo, and Chen Yuxuan stepped into Yunyin Tower. The interior was decorated with a rustic elegance, exuding a profound cultural heritage. However, the moment they crossed the threshold, an unusual pressure washed over them, and several disciples wearing the garments of the Yunlan Sect blocked their path with stern expressions.
"The three of you, stay your steps." The lead disciple held a long sword, his tone carrying undeniable authority. "Given the misunderstandings between the three of you and the Yunlan Sect, our Sect Master has given orders that you are temporarily barred from registering for this Cultivator Tournament."
Hearing this, Haofeng furrowed his brows slightly, but his expression remained calm as water. He stepped forward leisurely, his gaze piercing as he looked straight at the disciple, his voice steady and powerful: "If the strength of the Yunlan Sect is truly as formidable as rumors say, why must it bully others with power? Our trip here is solely to pursue the ultimate martial dao. To participate in the tournament openly and honorably—what wrong have we done?"
Chapter 37