At the beginning, I awakened the Chaos Body, and I have 100 million points of strength.

Yang Haotian said nothing, sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall, activating the Chaos Body to recover from his injuries——

Yang Zhuxian's Zhuxian Divine Fist has extremely strange energy, which seems to be specifically aimed at the Chaos Body.

If he had not initially integrated the three physiques of Chaos Body, Heaven Tyrant Body, and Innate Dao Body, he would probably not be able to break the power of Zhuxian Divine Fist.

Even so, the remaining fist force of Zhuxian Divine Fist entangled in his body for a long time before it was completely wiped out.

But Yang Haotian kept a watchful eye and pretended that the Zhuxian Fist force could not be eliminated, and his face was pale——

It was not that he thought too much, but the attitude of the ancestor towards Yang Zhuxian made him have to think more.

The dead silence of the hall lasted for a full half an hour.

A feeling of desolation and loneliness filled Yang Haotian's heart.

If it were someone else, being humiliated in public by Yang Zhuxian would probably have been unable to suppress the irritability in his heart and exploded.

But Yang Haotian remained calm and practiced without haste.

The appearance of Yang Zhuxian made him feel the importance of strength.

"You have good self-control."

The old voice of the ancestor sounded in the void.

He still did not show up in front of Yang Haotian, perhaps because this junior was not worthy of seeing him, or perhaps there were other reasons.

"Thank you, ancestor. After what happened today, I will naturally continue to work hard and dare not slack off."

Yang Haotian smiled playfully, "After all, Yang Zhuxian wanted to kill me if he disagreed with me."

"..."

The ancestor fell into silence. This junior was different from other tribesmen and seemed to have no awe of him.

After a long time, the ancestor asked, "Do you have any complaints?"

Contrary to the ancestor's expectations, Yang Haotian shook his head:

"I don't hate him."

When Yang Zhuxian took away the Qilin Sword, he was very angry because he slapped him in the face in public and damaged his dignity.

When Yang Zhuxian was rude to Hu Tian Patriarch, he was also very angry because Hu Tian Patriarch had done him a favor and he would not allow others to disrespect the ancestor.

However

When Yang Zhuxian injured his grandfather, father, and master with strange energy and humiliated the three, Yang Haotian was no longer angry.

"A person who is destined to be an enemy is nothing more than a fight. A dead person is not worth my complaints."

Yang Haotian's voice was sonorous and powerful.

"You want to kill Zhuxian?" The ancestor's voice was slightly deep.

"Ancestor, you are wrong."

If there were other clansmen here, their faces would definitely change drastically, and no one had ever dared to say that the ancestor was wrong.

But for Yang Haotian, the moment the ancestor acted unfairly, he lost his transcendent status and was just a biased old man.

Yang Haotian's voice was calm and calm:

"It's not that I want to kill Yang Zhuxian, but he wants to kill me. Ancestor, you should have heard it with your own ears. When Yang Zhuxian returns from retreat, he will kill me!"

"Since he wants to kill me, there is no reason for me to sit and wait for death, right?"

After that, Yang Haotian said no more and asked directly:

"What do you plan to do about the Qilin Sword?"

The 19 ancestors jointly decided to choose him as the young master, but the symbol of the young master was taken away by Yang Zhuxian.

Since the ancestors want to protect Yang Zhuxian, they have to make corresponding compensation for themselves.

Yang Haotian is a pragmatic person. If he wants to fight against Yang Zhuxian, he needs power, capital, and all opportunities to improve himself.

The ancestor understood what Yang Haotian meant and was a little surprised. He didn't expect Yang Haotian to ask him for compensation directly.

Unlike other talented descendants of the Yang family, who were nervous and excited when they saw him, Yang Haotian was calm and composed, and seemed to not regard him as an ancestor at all.

This made the old ancestor feel a little unhappy, but he still replied:

"Yang Zhuxian took away the Qilin Sword, which really damaged your young master's dignity. As compensation for you, the family will give you this treasure."

A ball of precious light flew towards Yang Haotian and turned into a small red Qilin, only the size of a fist, running and spinning around him.

Yang Haotian stretched out his hand, and the small Qilin immediately ran to his palm and turned into a red inkstone. Two white light spots floated in the inkstone pool, emitting rich spatial fluctuations.

"This is the Qilin Plate, which is a top-grade artifact, one level higher than the Qilin Sword. Are you satisfied with this compensation?"

Yang Haotian bowed:

"Thank you, old ancestor. Do you have any other instructions?"

After getting the things, he didn't want to stay here for a second longer.

"It's okay. I'll apologize to your father and grandfather on behalf of Zhuxian."

The old ancestor said.

Yang Haotian didn't comment.

The old ancestor sighed, and a space energy wrapped around Yang Haotian, sending him back to Shengyang Palace.

A black shadow appeared in the empty hall, staring at the direction where Yang Haotian left.

The old ancestor's old voice sounded:

"Did you observe clearly when they fought?"

The black shadow nodded, his voice was ethereal and hoarse, "The identity of the Zhuxian among the three thousand chaos is confirmed!"

"Well, Zhuxian did not disappoint me... What about Yang Haotian? When can it start?"

The old ancestor asked.

The black shadow shook his head, "It's not the best time yet, Yang Haotian's physique seems to be strange."

"Then explore again! There must be no omissions..."

The old ancestor's voice gradually fell silent.

The black shadow also dissipated in the empty hall like a wisp of mist.

In the Haotian Hall.

Nalan Aoxue, Yang Chong, Yang Rou and others looked nervous. The young master was taken away by the old ancestor. God knows if he will be wronged. After all, the old ancestor took sides in public.

Yang Hancheng, Yang Xinglong, Li Shiye and others were calm and composed.

They knew that the purpose of the ancestor taking Yang Haotian away was to appease and compensate him, and he would never let Yang Haotian feel wronged.

Otherwise, he would not be able to explain to the family.

Even so, I am afraid that this matter cannot be settled. After all, one of the prerequisites for the prosperity of the family is unshakable rules and fairness on the surface.

Yang Zhuxian snatched the Qilin Sword, which was a provocation to the family rules and a trampling on fairness.

This matter is not so easy to settle...

"Grandpa, father, master, I'm back."

Yang Haotian returned to the Haotian Hall and nodded to Nalan Aoxue and others, indicating that he was fine.

"You can rest assured, and leave."

Yang Hancheng said.

Nalan Aoxue and others looked at Yang Haotian with concern, and then left.

"What compensation did the ancestor give you?"

Yang Hancheng asked directly.

Yang Xinglong and Li Shiye also looked concerned. The specifications of the ancestor's compensation also represented his attitude towards this matter to a certain extent.

When Yang Haotian took out the red inkstone.

Suddenly, the bright red light illuminated the entire hall, and strands of Qilin runes crawled all over the void, imprinted on the space, emitting strong power.

Even though Yang Hancheng had made various guesses, he couldn't help but take a deep breath when he saw this thing:

"Qilin Plate!"

This is a top-grade artifact that is one level higher than the Qilin Sword!

The ancestor actually compensated Haotian with this treasure!