After Jiang Yi was repelled, the battle did not end. Instead, it became even more spectacular.
The powerhouses from various factions attacked one after another, including Jixian Shen. They besieged the burly man of Shamanism.
The burly man of Shamanism raised the Pagoda Zuwu in his left hand and fought with one fist in his right hand. No matter how many came, he would fight.
However, he seemed to be holding back. Even if it was a Grand Unity Mystic Immortal, he did not kill him.
Han Yan seized the opportunity and transformed into the appearance of the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor. He charged towards the burly man of Shamanism.
Under the concealment of the system, his cultivation aura had always been that of a Grand Unity True Immortal. The burly man of Shamanism did not take him seriously.
Facing Han Yan, the burly man of Shamanism punched.
However!
Han Yan suddenly disappeared and flashed to the side of the burly man of Shamanism. He slashed out with his sword.
Peerless sword energy!
The sword energy directly blasted the burly man of Shamanism and sent him flying backward. Han Yan waved his sleeve and put away the Ancestral Magus Palace. Then, he used his teleportation ability and jumped out of the netherworld.
The burly man of Shamanism stabilized his body and widened his eyes in anger.
Han Yan had held back. Otherwise, he would have killed him instantly.
The burly man of Shamanism roared angrily.
Jixian Shen was stunned and muttered, "Pagoda Zuwu was stolen?"
Wait!
Wasn't that person the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor?
Wasn't that guy dead?
Jixian Shen had seen the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor being killed by Han Yan with his own eyes. How could he appear again?
Could they be biological brothers?
...
Han Yan repeatedly moved in the void dozens of times before he jumped into the netherworld and escaped to Hidden Sect Island.
The process sounded complicated, but it only took a few breaths.
After returning to Hidden Sect Island, Shamanism should not be able to find Pagoda Zuwu with the isolation of the dojo.
The dojo was able to block the Daluo's consciousness. Shamanism had already declined, so how could there still be a Daluo?
Han Yan came to Tu Ling-er and took out the Pagoda Zuwu.
In an instant, the Pagoda Zuwu burst forth with a radiance that sprinkled onto Tu Ling-er's body. The twitching Tu Ling-er stopped and flew into the air before being sucked into the Pagoda Zuwu.
Everyone was surprised.
Heiyu Devil came over and said in surprise, "Could this be the legendary Treasure of Shamanism, Pagoda Zuwu?"
Han Yan glanced at him and asked, "Do you know the origin of Daozu's Shaman Pagoda?"
"Yes, before the end of the Immeasurable Calamity, all the Shamans had fallen. Houtu, who had already turned into reincarnation, took all her clansmen into the Pagoda Zuwu. She wanted to protect her clansmen, but the Heavenly Dao didn't allow it and suppressed the Pagoda Zuwu with the boundless power of merit. At that time, Shamanism was full of negative karma and was directly purified by the Heavenly Dao merit. All of them died and the Pagoda Zuwu became a Treasure of Merit."
Heiyu Devil sighed. This legend was extremely old to him, so old that he wasn't sure if it was true or not.
Han Yan asked in confusion, "This pagoda shouldn't be the tomb of Shamanism. How did it become the Treasure of Shamanism?"
Heiyu Devil replied, "Although Shamanism died in the Pagoda Zuwu, Shamanism can rely on the Pagoda Zuwu to improve the bloodline of the Magihumans and even revert to their ancestors. The surviving Shamanism is the combination of Shamanism and the human race from the ancient times. Their bloodline is not pure."
So that's how it is.
Han Yan was even more puzzled.
Why did the Sorcerer Tribe release such a treasure?
Did something happen?
Han Yan immediately checked the email.
As expected, he found an email.
[Your good friend Meng Po was attacked by the Demon Race's Immortal Emperor and was seriously injured. Fortunately, the Underworld's mighty figures saved her.]
Meng Po was seriously injured again!
This time, she was attacked by the Immortal Emperor. It seemed that the Goblin Court had their eyes on Shamanism.
Han Yan thought silently.
The others surrounded the Pagoda Zuwu and pointed at it.
After a while.
Tu Ling-er's voice came from the Pagoda Zuwu. "Master, I'm fine. This treasure recognized me as its master. I … I'm ashamed of you … When I come out, you can take it back."
Han Yan smiled and said, "It's fine. This treasure originally belonged to Shamanism. It's yours."
He didn't want to take this treasure, so as not to be stained with karma.
"This matter cannot be spread, understand?" Han Yan reminded.
Zhou Mingyue spread out his hands and said, "We won't go out. We won't have a chance to spread it."
Slap!
Chu Shiren slapped him on the head, almost slapping him to the ground.
"How can you talk to Grandmaster like that!" Chu Shiren said with a glare.
Zhou Mingyue hurriedly apologized to Han Yan, then looked at Chu Shiren with hatred.
His dog master acted too quickly. It was obvious that he had been waiting for this opportunity!
Han Yan shook his head and laughed. Then, he turned and returned Inside the Congenital Cave.
This matter was just a small interlude. Han Yan didn't take it to heart.
He continued to improve his Sword Dao. In the next half a year, he repeatedly went to the Sword Dao River and raised all his Sword Daos to the Deity Realm, reaching the limit.
Han Yan began the simulation trial.
He defeated the peak Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor instantly!
He lasted for three breaths of time against the Celestial Ruler.
He defeated the Victorious Fighting Buddha instantly!
He defeated the Heiyu Devil instantly!
The other enemies were all killed instantly!
Han Yan suddenly felt bored.
It was rare to encounter a hearty battle. He suddenly missed the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor.
"I'm just thinking about it. Don't let such an enemy appear again. Otherwise, I'll have to run away again."
Han Yan thought silently.
He took out the Book of Misfortune and began to curse the Tendo Buddha.
His lifespan had reached three hundred trillion years. He could use a fraction to play with.
Even a fraction would be five trillion years.
Five trillion years was too much. Han Yan couldn't bear to part with it.
He would use ten billion years to play with it.
It was no big deal.
It was rare for him to break through and help his disciple snatch a supreme treasure. What was wrong with using ten billion years of his lifespan to celebrate?
The more Han Yan thought about it, the more he felt that it should be so.
He was only 3,000 years old. He was still considered young in the Celestial World.
Young people had to be high-spirited and frivolous.
Five days later, Han Yan began to consume his lifespan. He increased his magic power.
As he cursed, he called out his stats interface and watched his lifespan decrease. He didn't want to get carried away.
...
Heaven, in the Imperial Garden.
The Celestial Ruler and the Tendo Buddha were discussing. At this moment, the Tendo Buddha's expression changed drastically.
Damn it!
The Dark Forbidden Lord is here again!
The Tendo Buddha hurriedly circulated his energy to suppress the power of the curse.
The Celestial Ruler asked in surprise, "Buddha, what's wrong?"
The Tendo Buddha forced a smile and said, "It's nothing. A Buddhist disciple has encountered trouble. Let me divine. Wait a moment."
The Celestial Ruler nodded and continued drinking.
As time passed, the Tendo Buddha's expression became more and more unsightly.
Oh no!
The Dark Forbidden Lord is attacking!
The Tendo Buddha cursed in his heart. He was really annoyed by the Dark Forbidden Lord.
He had previously mocked the Goblin Emperor for having an unstable Dao heart. Now, he finally understood why the Goblin Emperor was so crazy.
It turned out that the Dark Forbidden Lord's curse was very strong. Previously, it was just a small matter.
What happened?
Why did the Dark Forbidden Lord curse him like this?
The Tendo Buddha was puzzled.
He looked up at the Celestial Ruler and asked, "By the way, Your Majesty, have you not been cursed by the Dark Forbidden Lord before?"
The Celestial Ruler put down his wine cup and smiled bitterly. "How could I not? I don't even dare to cultivate now."
Oh?
This guy was cursed again?
No wonder his expression was so ugly.
The Celestial Ruler thought to himself.
He had never been cursed before. However, if he said it, it would seem that the Dark Forbidden Lord came from the Heaven. He would easily become a target.
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