A Good Romance
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The Empress waved her hand, looking like she was about to strike again.
Cai Miao hurriedly broke into a run, but he had just moved when he discovered that he had actually entered into a completely sealed space. There was no way out, and no way out. As he faltered, he had already returned to a normal space again, but there was another person in front of him.
Ling Han.
Suddenly, he was filled with rage. The Empress had already become a big shot among big shots, and he was completely no match for her, but Ling Han was only in the high extreme of the Eternal River Tier, so how could he possibly be a match for a big shot like him?
"I'll start with you!" He grabbed out at Ling Han. All the frustration he had with the Empress would be repaid on Ling Han.
Ling Han was vexed. He presently grasped too many abilities, and didn't even know which one to use against Cai Miao.
Killing Formation: Nine Heavens Fire Lightning Sword Technique: Tide of the Ages, Dark Flying Dragon Shadow Hand of Extreme Night
Sigh, he sighed softly.
This expression was naturally a sign of weakness in Cai Miao's eyes. He couldn't help but smirk coldly. This brat really didn't know his place. He already didn't have the blood essence of a Saint King, and still dared challenge him. Humph.
He hated Ling Han. With such a precious treasure like the blood essence of a Saint King, he actually used it on a whim. If it was given to him, he naturally would use it in a treasure hunt in an ancient site that required the blood essence of a Saint King, so what kind of precious treasure was that?
What a waste! A colossal waste!
Thus, he hated Ling Han to the core. As he pressed out with his palm, a killing formation circulated. He wouldn't kill Ling Han, but he would make the latter suffer enough.
Ling Han considered for a moment, and stretched out a finger at Cai Miao. An indescribably deep darkness instantly surrounded Cai Miao. It was clearly only an area of nine meters, but Cai Miao was trapped within, unable to escape no matter how hard he tried.
Everyone was greatly shocked. Had Ling Han become a Saint? How was it that with a single finger, Cai Miao was trapped within the darkness, never to appear again? Furthermore, he had just made Cai Miao disappear mysteriously; what kind of technique was that?
Only a few years had passed, and the gap between them and Ling Han seemed to have reached an indescribable extent. and
A few years ago, they could still say that Ling Han had channeled the blood essence of a Holy King, so it was normal that he could not compare, but now?
Some people were just too amazing. They could always create miracles, and people could only worship them.
"Senior Brother Ling!" Everyone cheered. Warriors worshipped the strong, and Ling Han had won everyone's respect with his strength.
Ling Han nodded with a smile, and entered the Martial Courtyard with the two girls. All the students followed behind one after another, and all of them were talking at once. Most of them were asking about Ling Han's experiences in the past few years. Of course, there were also some people who wanted to know how Ling Han had become so powerful.
Ling Han didn't hide anything. He said that he had been chased by Hu Feng and had escaped into the Netherworld. However, he had made a name for himself there, and had even befriended the two Demon Masters. This caused everyone to click their tongues in wonder. If it were them, they wouldn't even be able to endure until the rules had changed completely. They would have long been targeted and killed by the elites of the Netherworld.
Of course, regarding the core matters, such as the Celestial Realm and the Black Tower, Ling Han naturally couldn't divulge them. It was better to let the Star Sand Saint decide whether to announce some things.
"You've returned." The Tranquil Heart Saint appeared, and nodded at Ling Han, an expression of surprise on his face.
27 killing formations, and it was the strongest below the Saint level, the Limitless Nine Deaths Formation!
This brat was a monster!
"Greetings, Saint." Ling Han clasped his hands in greeting. The Tranquil Heart Saint could be called a good teacher and helpful friend.
"Come." The Tranquil Heart Saint brought Ling Han to see the Star Sand Saint.
The threat of the Hu Clan hadn't been resolved, so how would Ling Han dare to return at this time? Did he not want to live anymore?
Ling Han only said that he had the means to possess the strength of a Saint King for a short period of time, so there was no need to worry about the Hu Clan. Additionally, he revealed the secret of the Celestial Realm to the two Saints. When he entered the Celestial Realm in the future, he wouldn't mind bringing some people with him.
The two Saints were both stunned. Don't say that they were already standing at the apex of the Immortal Realm, but in the Celestial Realm, they couldn't even be called elites.
This caused them to be slightly disappointed, and even difficult to accept. However, Saints were Saints, after all, so it was naturally impossible that they didn't even have this bit of courage. Very soon, they pulled themselves together. They could cultivate to the highest level in the Ancient Realm, which proved that their natural talent was astonishing. Then, after entering into the Celestial Realm, they should not be weaker than others.
After returning to the eighth campus, Ling Han specially asked the Tranquil Heart Saint for guidance on formations. This was a Saint that had entered the Dao through formations, and in terms of understanding of formations, he was far above the Star Sand Saint.
The Tranquil Heart Saint was also very appreciative of Ling Han. He sighed ruefully in his heart. In the past, it would have been good if he had taken Ling Han as his personal disciple, but now, the potential and strength that the latter had displayed had caused him to gasp in surprise. He felt that he wasn't qualified to take Ling Han as his disciple.
Ling Han could have killed Hu Yingmu a long time ago, but he couldn't even take a single move from the latter.
Furthermore, a great many of Ling Han's questions had also greatly inspired him, and he frequently had profound comprehension. If this continued, perhaps in less than a few thousand years, he would be able to advance into the Medium Saint Tier.
He couldn't help but like Ling Han even more, and also felt even more that it was a pity that this was not his disciple.
Ling Han benefited even more. In terms of the basic grasp of formations, the Tranquil Heart Saint far surpassed him, and explained to him in simple terms, allowing him to suddenly see the light. He felt that as long as he could step into the Saint Tier, he would be able to very quickly grasp Saint-level formations.
Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, a few months had already passed.
Eight Stones Forbidden Land, Hu Clan.
In the instant that Ling Han entered into the Immortal Realm, Hu Luo immediately opened his eyes, a flash of fury and pain flashing across his face. "Feng 'er is actually dead!" He pinched his fingers together to calculate, and after a good while, his hair and beard involuntarily stood on end, as if he was extremely shocked.
"It's that despicable brat!"
"How is this possible? According to my calculations, he should no longer have the blood essence of a Saint King on him, and Feng 'er has received a drop of blood essence from me, so how could he possibly have died at the hands of that despicable brat!"
"The thread of karma cannot be faked!"
"Ouyang Taishan, you old fool, it must be you!"
Hu Luo suddenly slammed his palm on the table, and a terrifying power swept out. Boom, the house that he was in was instantly shattered into pieces, and a female attendant and a Daoist child did not even have the chance to cry out in shock before they were turned into dust along with the house.
He finally managed to control his emotions. Otherwise, it would not just be a problem of a house, but the entire Eight Stones Forbidden Land.
"Elder!"
"Elder!"
"Elder!"
Six Saints immediately appeared, all of them looking at Hu Luo with respectful gazes. Though the Hu Clan still had two Saint Kings, only Hu Feng alone had reached the peak stage, and his battle prowess was even at the level of a big shot.
He was the Hu Clan's pillar of stability, but the elder had actually flown into a thunderous rage, which naturally shocked the others.
"Thread of karma!"
"Hu Feng!"
They very quickly found out the reason for Hu Luo's rage, and all of their faces involuntarily darkened. Hu Feng was too outstanding, and they believed that even in the Celestial Realm, he could be called a genius, but now, he had actually been killed by someone!
"Ouyang Taishan previously acted as a lobbyist for that despicable brat, and now that Feng 'er has died at the hands of that despicable brat, I believe that this must have been because Ouyang Taishan had heavily injured Feng' er, and that despicable brat had taken the opportunity to kill him," Hu Luo said sinisterly, and even his killing intent had materialized.
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