Godly Stay-Home Dad

In the distance, an aircraft slowly approached until it reached within a thousand meters.    

This distance had already entered into the circle of battle. Even many of the core subordinates of the Venerable Lord Tian Jue, as well as the higher-ups of the Fire Wings Empire, who were also rank 2 elders of the second level of the tribulation, were watching from afar.    

They had no intention of approaching.    

This was not only because of his confidence in their Sect Master, but also because of the existence of the Black Mountain Palace's Tai Lun.    

Tai Lun was a fourth level tribulation, and belonged to the upper echelons of Black Mountain Palace.    

Tian Jue was the only Sect Leader of the Fire Wings Empire on the surface. In fact, the Fire Wings Empire was connected to many of the subsidiary sects. More than seventy percent of the resources were provided to the Black Mountain Palace.    

Because of this, Tian Jue would head to Black Mountain Palace after breaking through and become the sect's protector.    

It was equivalent to spending money to buy a spot.    

At this moment, those who dared to approach the battlefield were definitely not ordinary.    

Many gazes turned towards him.    

The Ninth Elder of the Firewing Dynasty on Mars opened his mouth and spoke to the people beside him. He spoke with a serious tone:    

"This ship is the Bai Clan Little Princess Bai Qianyin's flying ship. Logically speaking, her backup is very low, but she would dare to directly enter the battle circle. Could it be that she has a big figure from the Central Star River inside?"    

"That should be the case. It's said that the Feng Bei Bai family resides in a sect that is hostile to the Black Mountain Mansion, called the Seven Seas Pavilion. Ninth Elder, I heard that you met them last time?"    

"Last time in the Northern Wind District, I did see Bai Qiyan once. The elder's talent was not bad, and his Taoist title was the Venerable One of the River Master. He was a very strong character, and he said that he would bring Bai Qiyan to the Central Star River."    

"It's indeed Bai Qiyan."    

The people in this universe, could be seen converging at an extremely fast speed. It could even be said that they were rising into the sky one by one. Thousands upon thousands of onlookers, from space stations or the planet's surface, dared to come watch.    

After all, the Venerable Tian Jue rarely made a move.    

It could also be said that under the gazes of tens of thousands of people, a white-clothed person, with a long skirt fluttering in the wind, and with a slightly round face, Bai Qiyan, appeared very uniquely, attracting quite a few gazes.    

Beside her were two old men from the Bai Clan.    

"Hur hur."    

It seems like many people from the Fire Wing Empire don't know about it. In fact, your sect master, the Venerable Lord Tian Jue, was previously called the King of Death, because he was too powerful to kill. It wasn't just us who are from the Milky Way.    

Bringing up his stinky feet would make him feel better.    

If it was a praises from a small shrimp, no one would think much of it. However, a praise from someone at the same level or from someone who was respected would still make people feel comfortable.    

"Senior Tian Jue."    

Bai Qiyan cupped her hands and greeted him.    

She looked to be only 23 or 24 years old, but Bai Qiyan had some looks to her.    

"We heard that Zhang Hanyang, who was recently famous in the Southern Mountain Realm, came here. Just as he passed by the space station, he stopped and watched as Senior Tian Jue took action to punish the aboriginals." Bai Qianyin smiled sweetly, but her attitude also expressed her support for Venerable Lord Tian Jue and her contempt for Zhang Hanyang's army.    

"It's sixth brother Bai."    

The expression on the face of Tian Jue Venerable One was faint.    

Sixth Brother Bai did not have any arrangement in front of him.    

But towards Bai Qiyan, he still had to give him face.    

This was because he had met with the Venerable Onyx a few times following the Tai Lun from Black Mountain Mansion.    

However, the Venerable One had only arrived not too long ago, and the two of them did not want to fight, but the two of them could still be considered as having a good relationship with each other.    

"Honored Warrior Tian Jue, we are here, we won't disturb you, right?" Bai Lao Liu cupped his hands and said.    

The Venerable One shook his head slightly. "Since Bai Qianyan wants to take a look here, let's get a feel for the distance."    

"Thank you, Senior Tian Jue." Bai Qiyan said with a smile.    

There were tens of thousands of people at the four tables. The Venerable Heaven Jue personally spoke to her, giving her face and making her feel extremely comfortable.    

"This is what power brings."    

Bai Qiyan smiled. She was very pleased with herself. She had obtained the favor of the Venerable Onyx. In the Bai Clan, her status had risen greatly, and she had gained the limelight.    

Now, it had affected the entire Silver Dragon River. She had already entered the top tier circle, and this was something many people yearned for even in their dreams.    

"Huh?"    

Bai Qianyan's gaze finally fell on Zhang Han's side. Her indifferent gaze, suddenly stopped.    

Because she discovered that there were quite a few beauties in the group, especially Zi Yan and Mengmeng who stood together.    

The natives could still be this beautiful?    

"Senior Tian Jue, it's been so many years since I've seen you take action." Bai Qiyan said.    

"I haven't fought in years."    

Tian Jue thought that they would be able to safely pass through the tribulation and head to the Central Star Region later on. Unexpectedly, before leaving, there would still be a battle between them, and it is rumored that Zhang Hanyang is not bad either, as he can also kill a few of the Southern Mountain Realm's second level of Divine Tribulation Realm experts.    

"Hahaha."    

Many Elders and Protectors of the Firewing Empire all took the lead to laugh.    

As if it was very funny, his laughter was also filled with ridicule for Zhang Hanyang.    

This joke was extremely well-received.    

"I can finally see Sect Master take action."    

Patriarch Nine and the rest shook their heads.    

"Killing the King will bring back the day, and will also behead the native Zhang Hanyang. Afterwards, he will transcend the tribulation and become a Transcendent Daoist. He is truly worthy of being our Sect Leader."    

There was much discussion.    

No one thought that the Venerable Lord Tian Jue would lose.    

Of course, he was referring to the people around him.    

On the Mengmeng's side, they listened for a moment.    

Seeing that Bai Qianyin, Tian Jue and the rest had stopped talking.    

Zhang Han then said:    

"Are you done?"    

"Oh?" Venerable Tian Jue raised his eyebrows, "I thought you'd be scared to death, but I didn't expect you to have some courage. However, I'm afraid you won't have more than a few breaths of time before you find out."    

"How arrogant." Mengmeng curled his lips: "Those that know are level two of the heavenly tribulation, those that don't know are level two hundred. Those that don't know what level they are in fighting, their abilities at bragging are actually displayed quite clearly."    

Tian Jue frowned.    

You even dare to mock us?    

Forget it, let's just treat it as them being stubborn before they die.    

On the other hand, Bai Qiyan's expression was calm and indifferent:    

"Since Senior Tian Jue has spoken, the younger generation still dares to interrupt. They are indeed aboriginals, and do not understand a bit of the rules."    

On this occasion, she could speak, but what qualifications did others have?    

Were there people like the Venerable Onyx behind them?    

Are you even worthy of being without you?    

"Who do you think you are?" Yue Xiaoxiao mocked, "You're just putting on an act. The more ugly you are, the more of a joke you are."    

"What did you say?" Bai Qianzhang suddenly felt infuriated.    

"Eldest Miss, there is no need to lower ourselves to the aboriginals. They will soon be suppressed by the Venerable Heaven's End." Bai Lao Liu said calmly.    

"I really don't know who gave you the confidence." Mengmeng snorted coldly.    

"There's no need to talk to them." Zhang Han turned around and glanced at Mengmeng: "You are nothing but a clown, there's nothing much to say."    

"That's true, then dad, teach them a good lesson." Mengmeng nodded obediently.    

"You!"    

Bai Qiyan was a bit angry, but she felt that arguing meant lowering her status. She could only suppress her anger and glare at him.    

The people around them started talking again: Zhang Hanyang and the rest are too arrogant.    

"This two hundred level tribulation user is called ?" Zhang Han hesitated for half a second, "You must be the Venerable Lord Tian Jue, there's no need to talk any further. Go ahead, I'll let you attack for three hundred moves."    

"Cough, cough."    

Yue Wuwei suddenly coughed.    

Because he knew that this was the truth. Zhang Han said that if his opponent was allowed three hundred moves, then he would allow three hundred moves.    

Thinking about the dense attacks, and the stupefied expression on the Heaven End Venerable One's face, Yue Wuwei felt that it was a little strange.    

"One move is enough to kill you."    

Tian Jue's aura was incredibly imposing, "This move is called the Heaven's Killing Sword. Back then, eighteen or under the tribulation. If you were able to withstand this move, you would have been able to survive."    

While speaking, a black longsword appeared in the right hand of the Venerable One Tian Jue.    

The sword beams they shot out were dazzling white, as though there was only this single sword beam in the world.    

"Every now and then, I will kill the heavens and the earth."    

Zhang Han let out a light sigh, and said with a tinge of emotion: "You don't know your own limits, so I'll let you express yourself very clearly."    

"Disperse."    

He waved his sleeve.    

The moment the secret art appeared, a faint yellow palm imprint that was over a hundred meters in length appeared, directly grabbing the sword beam and tearing it to shreds.    

"Let's go."    

Zhang Han moved his right hand forward.    

The yellow palm morphed into a fist that rushed forward like a hot knife through butter.    

The expression on the face of the Venerable One changed slightly.    

He felt that he had somewhat underestimated Zhang Hanyang.    

No wonder they dared to bring people here, no wonder they were able to kill those few tribulation level 2 experts.    

However, he had just made his move, and it was only a probing attack.    

Just when he was about to defend.    

Crash.    

The faint yellow shadow of the fist suddenly dissipated.    

"I almost forgot. I'll let you fight three hundred moves first." Zhang Han waved his hand, dispersing the energy released by the attack.    

Hiss!    

Everyone around them gasped.    

"How arrogant!"    

"Zhang Hanyang is too arrogant."    

The face of the Venerable One Tian Jue turned slightly cold:    

"You are indeed very arrogant. Remember that the last person who acted so arrogantly in front of me was killed by me in three moves?" I can't really remember. Since he was able to withstand a sword blow from me a long time ago, it shows that he has some ability. Next up, let's face my Bladestorm. "    

Crash.    

Venerable Tian Jue was acting like he was holding a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right.    

It continued to spin.    

"Where's Crake?" Mengmeng blinked his eyes and scoffed, this trick is really ugly.    

Although his moves were ugly, he was very strong.    

Bladelight and Swordqi combined to form a storm, white and blue intertwined together.    

A sharp aura, it was as though it could cut through space.    

See this trick.    

Many people were discussing.    

"A powerhouse at the first level of the tribulation would probably be crushed by such a force in an instant."    

However, such a powerful move ?    

"It's full of holes."    

Zhang Han shook his head and sighed.    

This breath was the faint white gas. After it left the body, it continued to expand, forming a green hurricane.    

Just like that, the storm of blades and swords was dispersed.    

"This... "How awesome."    

Yue Wuwei could not help but take in a breath of cold air.    

Why hadn't he thought of this?    

With a light sigh, the opponent's attack crumbled.    

In terms of posturing, Yue Wuwei felt inferior.