"What's the matter?"
Han Yan stared at the White-Robed Buddha and asked. He carefully sized up the White-Robed Buddha and felt that his cultivation level had increased.
He had to try the simulation trial when he returned. He had not taken him seriously for too long. He did not want to be surpassed by him!
The White-Robed Buddha said nervously, "The Victorious Fighting Buddha is coming to kill me. He also wants to kill your grand-disciple!"
Victorious Fighting Buddha?
Han Yan had a strange expression. "Sun Wukong?"
"What Sun Wukong?"
"Oh, is the Victorious Fighting Buddha very strong?"
"Very strong. He's the pillar of the younger generation of the Buddhist sects. He dominated the Immortal Emperor Realm at the age of a million!"
"A million years old is still considered young?"
"Of course. In short, he's very strong. I can't defeat him. The Supreme Buddha is now a reincarnated body. He can't defeat him either."
Han Yan fell into deep thought.
The White-Robed Buddha asked nervously, "Can you ask the Divine General to help? Otherwise, the two of us won't be able to stop him. "
He shuddered at the mention of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.
Han Yan asked in surprise, "Is he really that terrifying?"
"Yes. Previously, in the battle of the Buddhist sects, he defeated 1,000 Bodhisattvas and dozens of Buddhas. In the end, he was defeated by the Buddha."
"Alright, I got it. You can go back and cultivate."
"Thank you!"
The White-Robed Buddha heaved a sigh of relief.
Han Yan returned Inside the Congenital Cave. He first had a simulation trial with the White-Robed Buddha.
Instant kill.
Sigh!
It was not even useful!
Han Yan chased Wudao Jian out. Then, he called the Celestial Ruler and told him about the Victorious Fighting Buddha.
"I understand. I will get the Divine General to stop him!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Han Yan thanked him. Then, he took out the Book of Misfortune and started cursing the enemy.
The Celestial Ruler should not be able to spy on the scene inside the Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain. Otherwise, he would have been angry when Han Yan cursed the Immortal God.
If Han Yan did not mention him, he would not be able to contact Han Yan directly.
Han Yan could not understand this method for the time being.
Han Yan called Wudao Jian in and continued cultivating.
...
Seven years later.
An old friend came to visit Han Yan.
Yuqing's Elder, Huang Zuntian, was once the Sect Master of the Raincoat Sect. He was sent by Han Yan to the Nine Dragons Sect as a spy. In the end, he was directly usurped.
Han Yan hesitated for a moment, but still let Huang Zuntian enter the cave.
No matter what, Huang Zuntian was his subordinate. He had joined the Jade Pure Sacred Sect to curry favor with him.
Huang Zuntian knelt in front of Han Yan excitedly and kowtowed several times.
Wudao Jian looked at him curiously.
To be able to make Han Yan make an exception to meet him, just where did this person come from?
"Senior, I've already reached the Mahayana realm. Can I join the Yin Sect? I can give up everything, including my power in Yuqing. I have contributed enough to Yuqing, more than the Sect Leader, Xiao 'e, and Liu Bumie. "Huang Zuntian asked carefully.
Han Yan stared at him without saying a word.
Thinking about it carefully, Huang Zuntian was also a talent.
Han Yan said, "Do you want to work for me, or do you want to cultivate in the Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain?"
Huang Zuntian was stunned. "Of course I want to work for you!"
Han Yan nodded and smiled. "Cultivate outside. In a hundred years, you will ascend. At that time, I will have a mission for you."
Huang Zuntian was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly thanked him.
After he left the cave abode, Wudao Jian asked curiously, "Is his aptitude very strong? It feels average. "
Even the Mahayana realm disciples of the Yin Sect were not as weak as Huang Zuntian.
"He has something extraordinary about him. It's not cultivation," Han Yan said softly and closed his eyes.
Wudao Jian was even more curious.
Han Yan stopped thinking about Huang Zuntian and focused his attention on cultivation.
As the time he spent cultivating the Heavenly Cycle Body Tempering Technique increased, not only was Han Yan's cultivation becoming stronger, but he also felt that the Stellar Primordial Body was also changing.
To be precise, it was awakening!
Somehow, he felt that he was approaching a mysterious door.
Once he opened that door, he might break through, or he might experience an explosive increase in strength!
To open this door, he needed to fill every star in his body with Dharmic powers!
That day would not be far away!
Han Yan was in high spirits and continued cultivating.
…
In a dark palace.
The Sword God Emperor sat on a futon. His expression was somewhat pale as he looked at the man kneeling in the hall with a complicated gaze.
"Su Qi, it's good that you're back."
The Sword God Emperor said insincerely.
Su Qi sighed. "I was hunted down by the Grand Desolate Sacred Dynasty all these years, so I couldn't return immediately. I hope Palace Lord won't blame me."
"Why would I? As long as you enter my God Palace, you will always be a member of the God Palace. "
The Sword God Emperor smiled, but his heart was filled with annoyance.
The Grand Desolate Sacred Dynasty was too weak. They actually allowed Su Qi to return.
Previously, he had accepted Su Qi because of Han Yan. However, he realized that Su Qi's bad luck was indeed terrifying. He could easily harm the disciples around him, so he sent Su Qi out to do missions. God bless, the Grand Desolate Sacred Dynasty had courted death and suppressed Su Qi.
Unfortunately, after so many years, Su Qi had returned.
The Sword God Emperor had a headache. How should he deal with Su Qi?
"Palace Lord, I want to go into seclusion. Is that okay?" Su Qi looked up and asked.
The Sword God Emperor smiled. "Of course."
He couldn't wait!
The two of them exchanged a few pleasantries, and Su Qi left.
The Sword God Emperor was about to cultivate when a voice sounded in the hall.
"Jiang Yi from the Jinwu is here to cause trouble again. Sword God Emperor, go teach him a lesson!"
The Sword God Emperor frowned.
He cursed in his heart. Why was the Jinwu so difficult to deal with?
Didn't they come to an agreement previously? Why were they here again?
Every time they came, he had to deal with them, causing him to suffer.
The Sword God Emperor sighed and stood up obediently.
...
Twenty years later...
Most of the stars in Han Yan's body were filled with magic power, and he was getting closer and closer to his limit.
He took out the Book of Misfortune and started cursing his enemies while checking his mail.
[Your good friend, the Sword God Emperor, was attacked by your good friend, Jiang Yi. Both of them were injured.]
[Your grand disciple, Fang Liang, was chosen by a mighty figure and received the inheritance.]
[Your good friend, Zhou Fan, was attacked by a cultivator and was seriously injured.]
[Your good friend, Jixian Shen, was attacked by evil spirits] x 259972
[Your good friend, Huang Jihao, was attacked by demons] x 287430
[Your divine pet, Tengu, ascended.]
[Your divine pet, Tengu, was attacked by a mighty figure and was captured.]
[Your good friend, the Divine General, was attacked by a mighty figure and was seriously injured.]
...
Han Yan frowned. That d * mn dog actually ascended and was captured.
To be labeled as a mighty figure by the System, it must be an Immortal Emperor!
Also, the Divine General was seriously injured. Could it be that he was injured by the Victorious Fighting Buddha?
Han Yan immediately became nervous.
The Victorious Fighting Buddha was so powerful?
Even the Divine General could not defeat him?
Han Yan frowned even more.
Although he was flustered, Han Yan did not stop what he was doing.
He was prepared to add the Victorious Fighting Buddha to the list of curses.
In order to cause trouble, he cursed the Victorious Fighting Buddha for 10 days and deducted hundreds of years of his lifespan.
After cursing, Han Yan continued to cultivate.
He wanted to become an Immortal Emperor as soon as possible so that he could fight the Victorious Fighting Buddha.
Even if he could not win, he could at least escape.
Half a year later...
A familiar voice sounded.
"Sima Yi, come out and tell me a story."
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