The sun had unknowingly risen high in the sky. He Yiming looked up and faced the dazzling light with an unusual expression on his face.
After a long time, he lowered his head and looked at Zhan Xuan, who was lying quietly in front of him and could no longer move. His heart was filled with endless emotions.
Once upon a time, the might of the Kairong Kingdom was like an unattainable giant mountain that made him feel intimidated.
In the northwest, under the Heavenly Lake, there were 3 great powers that reigned supreme. Among them, the Master Hall of the Kairong Kingdom enjoyed an outstanding reputation in that region.
As one of the many affiliated countries of the Kairong Kingdom, the Tianluo Kingdom's reverence for the Master Hall was absolutely from the bottom of their hearts. Even when He Yiming was making a name for himself, the powerful Kairong Country was still a terrifying existence like a giant beast in his eyes.
Nevertheless, today, when the last Venerable One of the Kairong Kingdom died in his hands, He Yiming suddenly felt relieved and relieved at the same time, but at the same time, he also felt a sense of melancholy.
Logically speaking, this feeling should never exist, but when he thought about the Kairong Kingdom, which was once like the sun in the sky, was about to decline, he felt an unknown sense of loss in his heart.
This was not because he pitied the Kairong Kingdom, but because he thought of his clan.
The sun was rising in spirals in the He Clan Village now, but one day in the future, would they also end up like the Kairong Kingdom?
The moon waxed and waned, and people had misfortunes and blessings. What about a clan?
Even the Five Elements Sect, which was founded by the Five Elements Great Ancestor, who was known to be invincible 10,000 years ago, had its analysis collapsed and its branches declined. How could his He Clan Village be an exception?
He sighed softly and withdrew his gaze from Zhan Xuan's corpse. He Yiming never thought that after killing this enemy, he would inexplicably have so many unbelievable thoughts.
Nevertheless, perhaps it was because he had gotten rid of this big problem in his heart and saw the living example in front of him that he suddenly had such strange thoughts.
A soft neigh sounded beside his ear. The White Horse Thunder and Lightning gently rubbed its head against He Yiming's body.
Although it was intelligent, it definitely could not understand He Yiming's feelings at this moment. Its pair of beautiful big eyes blinked, full of confusion.
The Baozhu also snorted a few times. From the spirit beasts' point of view, since they wanted to kill Zhan Xuan, they should not hold back. Now that he had killed him and he had become sentimental, it was better not to kill him.
However, they did not know that what He Yiming was thinking at this moment had nothing to do with Zhan Xuan and Kai Rong Country. He suddenly thought of the future of He Jia Village, so he was worried.
If Zhan Xuan didn't die and appeared in front of him again, He Yiming wouldn't hesitate to kill him again.
After letting out a long sigh, He Yiming reached out and stroked the White Horse Lightning a few times.
Following that, he went forward to pick up Zhan Xuan's body and brought it to a nearby barren mountain.
He waved his wrist, and the five-element brilliance poured out. The invisible light was as sharp as a knife, and it dug a big hole in the barren mountain in just a few breaths.
He Yiming put Zhan Xuan's body into the hole. He hesitated for a while, but he didn't touch the body anymore. He even put the only Divine Soldier on Zhan Xuan's body into the hole.
Of course, this was mainly because he had set his sights high at this moment, and he no longer cared about ordinary Divine Soldier weapons.
Although he still couldn't control the nine fire dragons in the divine artifact, he could use the divine artifact, the Nine-Dragon Cauldron, to refine pills and make tools. Moreover, he had the supra Divine Soldier, so he was confident enough to turn a blind eye to ordinary Divine Soldier weapons.
Finally, He Yiming took a deep look at Zhan Xuan, who was lying in the cave with his eyes still wide open. It seemed like he had died with a grievance. He shook his head and waved his hand. A large amount of sand covered the ground and instantly buried the Venerable One's corpse.
He Yiming's voice sounded faintly, "Zhan Xuan, don't be a member of the Zhan family in your next life."
He Yiming lifted his head and looked into the distance.
Although he wasn't very good at identifying directions, he vaguely had a feeling that he was facing the mysterious canyon in the northwest.
He Yiming discovered the two-headed mutated spirit beast and the white stone with mysterious power in that canyon. More importantly, he buried Big Brother Shui in that natural place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
The current ruler of the Tianluo Kingdom and Big Brother Shui's chief disciple, Xue Lie, had sent people to the He Family Manor many times to request that Shui Xuanjin's body be moved to the capital of the Tianluo Kingdom.
However, this request was rejected by He Yiming without any hesitation. In his heart, only that place was the best place for Brother Shui to return to.
Given his status, no one dared to disobey him once he rejected this request.
At this moment, He Yiming knelt down and respectfully kowtowed a few times in this direction. He murmured, "Brother Shui, I have already found the culprit and have avenged you. From now on, you can rest in peace. As for the Tianluo Kingdom, I will protect it on your behalf and let it replace the Kairong Kingdom's position as one of the three strongest kingdoms in the northwest. "
A faint wind blew through the air, circling around his body twice before slowly disappearing.
He Yiming opened his eyes and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. However, he immediately laughed at himself and thought that he was being too paranoid.
However, the moment he stood up, he had already made up his mind.
As long as he was alive, he would never allow the He Family Manor to establish a dynasty.
The He Family Manor could become a big family with a thousand years of history and a super powerful sect, but they could never establish any grand hegemony.
The Shen Yu family and the Kairong Kingdom in the northwest were all examples. After witnessing the decline of the two dynasties, He Yiming had already made up his mind.
Turning around, He Yiming took one last look at the unmarked grave and rode on the white horse. He carried the Baozhu and took 108 away in an instant …
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A white light flashed and they were already far away from the Blessed Enclave.
This time, the two important matters in the Blessed Enclave had been completed. Whether it was the complete secret manual of the Five Elements Reincarnation or Zhan Xuan, who was hidden in the Blessed Enclave, they had already achieved perfect results.
Therefore, there was no need for him to return to the Blessed Enclave.
However, after this unforeseen event, it would inevitably be a little awkward when the two sides met again. He Yiming had already seen through the thoughts of Fan Shuo, Si Mabin, and the others.
As long as he could maintain his strength and always stand at the top of the world, Fan Shuo and the others would never fall out with him and would even do their best to maintain a harmonious relationship with each other.
Of course, if there was a day when He Yiming had an accident and fell from the high altar, the first to come and settle the score with him would probably be the forces from the Blessed Enclave.
The White Horse Lightning suddenly stopped and turned its head to look at He Yiming with a questioning gaze.
After looking around, He Yiming nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "Lightning, you're getting more and more powerful."
Just now, his mind had wandered off, and he let the white horse Thunder Lightning automatically find an empty space with no signs of human habitation. Thunder Lightning did not disappoint him, and it actually found a barren rocky ground.
Looking around, there really wasn't a single person in sight. Not even a slightly larger animal could be seen.
He Yiming of course did not care where this place was. Since he had come to a place that met his requirements, he naturally jumped off the horse with satisfaction.
He found a flat place to sit down and waved his hand, and the Five Elements Ring suddenly appeared in his hand.
He Yiming stared at the imitation divine weapon that was connected to his flesh and blood, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.
This time, it was actually the Nine Dragon Cauldron that he was able to defeat the Tree of God in the Blessed Enclave. However, even now, He Yiming still did not understand what was wrong with this divine weapon. It actually took the initiative to save him from a great disaster.
Although this had exposed the existence of the Nine Dragon Cauldron, He Yiming did not regret it at all.
If the Nine Dragon Cauldron had not appeared, then they definitely would not have been able to break through the life force of the Tree of God in the Valley of a Thousand Trees and injure Zhan Xuan. If he had lost this bet in three days, then even He Yiming himself did not know what he should do.
After this battle, what He Yiming felt the most was that the Nine Dragon Cauldron and the Tree of God possessed great power. They had definitely reached an inconceivable level.
Compared to them, even experts at the peak of human dao were far inferior.
At this moment, looking at the Five Elements Ring in his hand, He Yiming murmured, "You're also a divine weapon, but why are you so much weaker than them?"
After pondering for a moment, He Yiming opened an empty space and took out a box.
He gently opened the lid to reveal four top-level Sacred Beast Neidan. Each of these sacred beasts was an incomparably terrifying existence. Looking at these four Neidan, He Yiming's body even shuddered a little.
He Yiming now understood that the five saint beast cores he found beneath the Penglai Immortal Island were all from the Era of Divine Dao. They possessed the bloodline of divine beasts and had reached the peak of the saint beast realm. They were only one step away from becoming a transcendent saint beast.
Each of these Neidan's masters possessed powerful remarkable abilities. They were definitely not inferior to the Dragon-Snake of the Crying Ghost Ridge or the Lord Sacred Dragon of the Baozhu.
Only a true master of the Divine Dao could possibly hunt down such terrifying existences.
The Zhan Family's Divine Dao ancestor had spent a lot of effort for these Neidan. However, he had not expected that he would benefit from it in the end.
However, looking at these Neidan, He Yiming's face revealed a helpless wry smile. (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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