At this moment, the sword that Chu Nan was wielding seemed to be not merely Sword Qi but a real sun, its scorching and violent energy surging toward Zhao Yan.

This scene utterly stunned Zhao Yan, for from this sword of Chu Nan's he felt an intense crisis of life and death.

His own power was utterly suppressed by this sword; although Chu Nan was only at the fifth level of Spirit Pill, the combat strength he displayed was even more terrifying than his own, at the eighth level of Spirit Pill!

"How can this be? A fifth-level Spirit Pill can't be this strong!"

Rumble!

Zhao Yan had no chance to resist, his earthshaking hammer shredded in just one encounter as streams of Sword Qi roared toward him like raging dragons.

"Not good!" Zhao Yan was terrified, scared out of his wits by this sword, and immediately tried to use his body technique to flee.

"Where do you think you're going?!"

But how could Chu Nan give him this chance? The Red Peak Sword completely descended, the massive sun enveloping Zhao Yan's body entirely.

"No!!!" Zhao Yan let out a heartbreaking scream as streams of Sword Qi pierced through his flesh like a sieve.

Once the Sword Qi dissipated, Zhao Yan lay bleeding on the ground, struggling to get up and flee while pleading, "Chu Nan, spare me a life, spare me a life!"

Zhao Yan, after all, was a martial artist of the eighth level of Spirit Pill; Chu Nan couldn't achieve a one-hit kill.

Facing Zhao Yan's plea, Chu Nan showed no trace of pity in his eyes.

The so-called unending wildfires have a way of resurgence; one must root out enemies completely without any mercy!

If he were the one severely injured today, would Zhao Yan spare him?

"Spare you? You can tell that to the King of Hell." With a flash of the Red Peak Sword, the Sword Qi pierced through Zhao Yan's forehead from more than twenty meters away.

Zhao Yan didn't even have time to scream before he stopped breathing.

Chu Nan remained calm and composed, checking Zhao Yan's corpse and taking away his storage ring and the treasures within his True Disciple token.

Aside from the contribution points he couldn't take, everything else was pocketed by Chu Nan.

"The Blood Ginseng is finally in hand; it's time to break through to the sixth level of Spirit Pill." Chu Nan ended the Desolate Profound Transformation, returning to his original form, then looked into the distance, intending to enhance his cultivation before anything else.

Killing even a Zhao Yan was this difficult—encountering Lu Chi, he would only have the option to flee.

Determined, Chu Nan left the site, looking for a suitable place for seclusion.

Outside the Haotian Tower, people watched as the glowing dots moved inside the tower, discussing in low voices.

"A light dimmed, it seems another person has died."

"This has only been a short while, and already three or four True Disciples have died. Is the Haotian Tower really this dangerous?"

"Dangerous? I suspect these True Disciples were probably killed by other True Disciples."

The crowd fell silent; murdering a sect disciple was a grave crime, and only within the Haotian Tower could one disregard sect rules and kill at will.

Every entry into the Haotian Tower sees more than half of the True Disciples die, though the losses are great, those who survive always prove to be true elites among their peers!

Amid the crowd, Lin An silently stared at the Haotian Tower, while Gu Qiu was extremely anxious.

After all, Gu Nianxue's life depended entirely on Chu Nan; if he died inside, Gu Qiu couldn't bear to imagine what would happen.

In the blink of an eye, five days had passed since the Haotian Tower was opened.

Most of the True Disciples had reached the sixth level, and a few had even surpassed to the seventh!

On the sixth level of the Haotian Tower, Chu Nan held a map of the Haotian Tower as he hurried in a certain direction.

His body emanated the fluctuations of cultivation at the sixth level of Spirit Pill, with no concealment whatsoever.

After all, everyone inside Haotian Tower knew his cultivation was the weakest, and concealing it was unnecessary.

But Chu Nan's strength could not be judged by cultivation level; after breaking through to the sixth level of Spirit Pill, his spiritual power and physique underwent tremendous transformation, and his martial skills became even more formidable.

He estimated that his strength allowed him to kill a seventh-level Spirit Pill without using Desolate Profound Transformation, and if he did use it, an early eighth-level Spirit Pill martial artist would be easy to kill, though even a weaker ninth-level might struggle to take him down quickly!

At this point, Chu Nan had finally acquired some means of self-preservation.

"According to the map, Flying Treasure Rock should be not far ahead; it's a great opportunity to quickly enhance my cultivation!"

Flying Treasure Rock is the largest opportunity site in the first six levels of the Haotian Tower, sporadically producing precious spirit plants, sometimes even those over a thousand years old!

Though the reason behind its formation is unknown, that hasn't stopped generations of True Disciples from flocking to it.

Passing through layers of mountain streams, Chu Nan suddenly saw colorful rays shooting straight into the sky not far ahead, painting the entire sky in a kaleidoscope of colors.

"Flying Treasure Rock, I've arrived!" Chu Nan thought with excitement, first putting away the map before hurrying forward with greater speed.

Flying Treasure Rock was a massive blue-green rock emitting iridescent light, its surface rippling like water.

The massive rock was being splashed by a waterfall, its light creating layers of colorful ripples.

Since the dazzling light of Flying Treasure Rock exposed its location long ago, each time the Haotian Tower opened, it drew numerous True Disciples to gather there.

Currently, more than ten True Disciples surrounded the Flying Treasure Rock, waiting for spirit plants to fly out from within.

Chu Nan joined the ranks of these True Disciples, scanning around and frowning slightly.

A familiar figure saw Chu Nan approaching, a flash of joy in his eyes before he said, "Chu Nan, I didn't expect you to reach the sixth floor so soon!"

This person was none other than Wan Qiang, who had previously approached him for a chat.

The first six floors of the Haotian Tower were the simplest, yet contained many dangers, including hordes of Giant Rats and numerous seventh and eighth level Spirit Pill Demon Beasts. For Chu Nan to reach the sixth floor so quickly with his cultivation level was truly incredible.

"Just lucky," Chu Nan replied humbly.

But Wan Qiang laughed, "You are a Sect Leader's Disciple, no need to be so modest."

"Chu Nan, I didn't expect you to come knocking on my door yourself!" A young man in a red robe saw Chu Nan, his eyes narrowing with a hint of killing intent.

He held a haughty expression and waved Chu Nan off dismissively, as if shooing away an insect, "Chu Nan, I should kill you now, but the spirit plant may fly out of Flying Treasure Rock at any moment, and I don't want to miss my chance because of you."

"So roll away yourself, lest I waste my energy on you."

Such arrogance could only belong to Lu Chi.

Chu Nan hadn't expected Lu Chi to remain on the sixth floor of the Haotian Tower with his cultivation level but soon understood why.

A young girl in a green robe stood by Lu Chi's side, with a tender and cute appearance, her skin delicate as oil, comparable to Gu Nianxue.

Lu Chi made advances towards the green-robed girl, but she was clearly disgusted with Lu Chi, deliberately keeping distance.

The girl eyed Chu Nan with a look of curiosity.

"Telling me to leave? By what authority?" Even when facing someone much stronger than himself, Chu Nan maintained the arrogance of a Sect Leader's disciple.

Though mismatched in combat strength, Chu Nan was confident in his ability to escape.

Wan Qiang was thoroughly impressed. Being arrogant outside the Haotian Tower under the protection of the Sect Leader was one thing, but to dare to act so boldly when the Sect Leader was not present...

"How bold!" Lu Chi's expression grew angrily warm, before slyly turning to the green-robed girl, "Junior Sister Zheng Yao, this Chu Nan's cultivation is weak. If not for the luck of being a Sect Leader's disciple, he'd never have entered the Haotian Tower in his life."

"Watch me drive this person of empty reputation away, so he doesn't offend your eyes!"

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