Four days later, in the Forgotten Land.
Generally speaking, the Forgotten Land was a very strange place. First of all, it was an enclave, and the nearest habitable planet in the Milky Way was a full three days flight away. In between, there was a universe wilderness full of dangerous undercurrents.
However, when Han Lang's Falcon-class frigate passed through this wilderness, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. Seventeen habitable planets appeared on the optical radar, and the furthest distance between them was no more than a standard warp distance.
Although the Forgotten Land was far less prosperous than the core area of the Milky Way, it was still a part of the universe wilderness. The Forgotten Land was like an oasis in the desert, sheltering the people who lived here.
The automatic navigation system led Han Lang to the most remote seventeenth habitable planet. To be precise, the landing point was Zong Wudao's house.
Zong Wudao should be quite rich. His house covered an area of thousands of acres and was surrounded by dense forests. The gray building was filled with a simple and unadorned aura. Other than being a little remote, it was quite an elegant manor.
Other than Han Lang's frigate, there were also two space shuttles parked in the yard. They were portable spaceships that could only fit four people. They were probably Zong Wudao and Black Night's transportation. Han Lang already knew that although they were neighbors, they didn't live on the same planet.
Black Man Ye lived on the most prosperous habitable planet, called Tarim Tu. Zong Wudao lived on the most remote habitable planet, called Silent Hill.
Han Lang walked down the starship and saw Black Night and Zong Wudao. Although Han Lang had seen them countless times in the virtual system and real-time video link, he was still very excited to see them in person.
"Teachers, sorry to keep you waiting." Han Lang smiled and bowed to the two.
Black Night was elegant, while Zong Wudao was domineering. The two old men stood together, and their temperaments were completely different.
"You don't have to be so polite. You can call me Old Black and call him Old Monster." Black Night said with a smile. He called Zong Wudao Old Monster, but Zong Wudao didn't seem to be angry. His face was just as cold as usual.
"I brought you some gifts. They are all local specialties of Earth." Han Lang smiled and pointed to his Moon Scar.
"Is it food? Old Mo often praises the food on Earth. "Black Night asked curiously.
"No." Han Lang shook his head and said, "I left in a hurry. Although the food on Earth is good, it takes a lot of time, so I didn't have time to prepare. By the way, how is Old Mo now?"
"Isn't it the same as usual? Bringing a bunch of robots to search for the so-called Divine Weapons. Actually, Divine Weapons are just weapons used by the God of War. Old Mo Fei said that there is a unique weapon in this world that contains a War Soul. Only a weapon with a War Soul can be considered a true Divine Weapon," Black Night said with a smile.
Han Lang followed Ye Heidi and Zong Wudao into the ancient castle. The interior was dark and somewhat eerie.
Zong Wudao was obviously not good at tidying up the house, and his things were thrown everywhere. The three of them sat on the sofa, and Han Lang felt something hard under his butt. He reached out and took out a book.
"On the Damage Spread of Lightning Element Superpowers in Water Battles," Han Lang read the name of the book.
Black Man Ye chuckled, pointed at Zong Wudao, and said, "That old freak is a martial arts fanatic. He doesn't have any other books in his house, but they are all tactical theories. There is also a four-story library in the back, and most of them are ancient books."
Zong Wudao said disapprovingly, "Aren't you the same? The entire basement is filled with pharmacology books, and they are no less valuable than mine. "
Zong Wudao changed the topic and said, "Han Lang, welcome to the Forgotten Realm. After so many years, Old Black and I have been living in this place for so many years that we are going to grow moldy. Your arrival will bring us some fun."
"But I have to tell you the truth. The Forgotten Realm is a very dangerous place. Old Black and I have offended someone in the Milky Way and were forced into a corner, so we came here to live in seclusion."
"The reason why we came here is because other than the Forgotten Realm, no other place in the Milky Way dares to take us in. There is a hidden expert in the Forgotten Realm, and only he dares to protect us."
"This kind of protection is not without conditions. Ever since Blackie and I stepped into the Forgotten Realm, we can never leave here again. Otherwise, our protectors will kick us out forever and never let us enter again."
"Of course, you are not here to seek protection, so you are not subject to this restriction and can leave freely. However, you have to be aware that on the 17 planets in the Forgotten Realm, there are evil people everywhere. Even a roadside sweet tea vendor could be a killer who once dominated the Milky Way."
"So, you must be careful while you are in the Forgotten Realm. There are no laws of the Milky Way here, only rules, rules set by the protector. If you break the rules, Old Black and I can't save you."
Han Lang was stunned. All the desperate bandits in the Milky Way came to the Forgotten Realm to seek protection? Even the roadside vendors could be killers who dominated the Milky Way? So this place is so magical!
Nodding his head, Han Lang said, "I understand. Actually, the two teachers can rest assured. I didn't come here to sightsee. I want to learn some real skills. I don't want to know anything about the outside world."
"Very good!" Zong Wudao said seriously.
.....
Zong Wudao was a very strict old man and did not speak much, but Old Black Man and Han Lang had a good chat. The three of them ate together and drank a few glasses of the Forgotten Realm's specialty fruit wine.
After eating, Zong Wudao took Han Lang to a round room with a diameter of 500 meters deep in the castle. The floor and walls were made of high-strength titanium alloy. This should be where Zong Wudao cultivated.
"Han Lang, in the past, I've only seen you cultivate through remote videos. Now, I want to see it with my own eyes. Use the Star Breaking Fist that I taught you. As for opponents, I don't have any. It's all up to your imagination." Zong Wudao simply stated his request.
Han Lang nodded, then closed his eyes and thought about the enemies he had faced in his life. If they were in this room at this moment, what moves would they need to use to deal with him?
Got it!
Han Lang smiled faintly and suddenly turned his body to the side. From under his armpit at a very strange angle, he threw out a punch in the form of a hook!
Then, Han Lang's body began to change violently, like a dancing dragon!
Old Black Man Ye and Zong Wudao stood in the corner and observed carefully. Old Black Man Ye shook his head and asked, "Old monster, why don't you find Han Lang an opponent?"
Zong Wudao said disapprovingly, "Han Lang has never learned a proper martial art. He learned a forbidden technique directly. What is a forbidden technique? It's a martial art that jumps out of all restraints. Han Lang has already learned it. If he wants to learn the Six Paths, he won't be able to do it without enough imagination. "
"So, I'm now testing Han Lang's martial art and seeing if he has the talent to learn forbidden techniques."
Old Black Man Ye nodded as if he understood.
On the other side, although there was no opponent to fight, Han Lang's enthusiasm was ignited.
Zong Wudao was indeed an expert, but he still did not understand Han Lang.
Han Lang never lacked imagination, and he had many things that others did not!
As an Earthling, ever since Han Lang was a child, his memories were filled with fear. Fear of alien civilizations, fear of Earth's imminent danger, fear of becoming a colony of others at any time.
Clark had once brought hope to Earthlings, but he had also personally turned this hope into despair.
In the ten years that Clark had disappeared, every Earthling lived in the shadow of darkness. They longed for Clark's return, longed to live freely, but the reality was extremely cruel. Every day was torture for Earthlings.
His neighbors, his schoolmates, and his compatriots on Earth in Han Lang's memories all had dark expressions on their faces. They rarely laughed, and they were unwilling to talk too much about the future. Even the sky was always gloomy, just like the people's expressions.
None of this was what Han Lang wanted!
Ever since Han Lang had obtained superpowers, his faith had never wavered!
Han Lang did not want Earth to become a colony of others. He did not want his compatriots to live in despair! He wanted to see the happy smiling faces of his children!
Han Lang had lived in the shadow of despair during his childhood, and that was fine.
But to let the next generation of Earth and the next generation continue to live in the shadow of despair?
Han Lang would not agree even if he died!
A warrior who could not even protect his home was not worthy of being called a true warrior!
Han Lang's goal had always been clear, and that was to become stronger! To become stronger! Until the day he could protect his home!
Han Lang did not care how long it would take to achieve this goal, how many hardships he would have to go through, and how many lives he would have to sacrifice.
If the existence of Earth required the destruction of the entire universe, then let the entire universe die!
If Han Lang was an inconspicuous spark, then the only reason for his existence was to shine on Earth, which had given birth to him and raised him! Until his life was completely burned!
This was the power of faith!
When Han Lang injected his faith into the Forbidden Annihilation, everything changed.
The howling wind began to howl and howl in this cultivation room!
The Forbidden Annihilation sublimated in Han Lang's hands. The unique extraordinary attack of the Natural Elemental Magic Attack was still there, but there was an additional indescribable killing intent!
In order to achieve his goal, gods and demons could be slaughtered, and the heavens and earth could be killed! He could pay any price!
This was Han Lang's strongest faith!
Even the Night Man, who did not know much about martial arts, was gradually stunned by Han Lang's faith and killing intent. He widened his eyes and asked in disbelief, "This is Annihilation?"
"It should be …"
"It should be? Old monster, what did you teach Han Lang!? Don't lie to me, this is not Annihilation at all! "
Huff ~
Zong Wudao's expression was very complicated. He let out a long sigh and said with a hoarse voice, "I thought it was Annihilation, but now, I can't be sure."
Zong Wudao asked Han Lang to use his imagination, but Han Lang gave him something that he had never thought of.
Annihilation was a martial art that did not have any martial arts skills. It was all up to the warrior's own understanding and interpretation.
Whatever the warrior imagined this set of martial arts to be, this set of martial arts would become exactly the same.
In Han Lang's hands, Annihilation was completely sublimated!
PS: Actually, Jiu 'er's writing method was not suitable for explosive writing. It was extremely slow. In the five years of writing, the most explosive writing was at the fifth chapter. Because someone made Jiu' er so angry that she didn't sleep for a whole day and night, she wrote five chapters.
She often wrote until her eyes were filled with tears, and her hands were typing desperately on the keyboard.
However, Jiu 'er believed that if a book could not even move the author, it was definitely not a good book.
This was Jiu 'er's faith!
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