"Alright, I'll do my best."
Huang Zuntian replied. No matter how unwilling he was, he did not dare to go against White Crane's will.
White Crane nodded in satisfaction and said, "Work hard, I still think highly of you."
Huang Zuntian quickly bowed.
After White Crane left, Huang Zuntian clenched the scroll in his hand tightly.
"Why can't you all cultivate diligently like Senior? Don't cause trouble, don't be arrogant? You've already suffered a huge loss, is there something wrong with your brains? "
Huang Zuntian complained in his heart. How many years has it been since he became the Island Lord? What nonsense is this again?
Sigh!
Huang Zuntian fell into endless worry.
…
Twenty years had passed since the Nine Nether Underworld Dragon's attack.
Han Yan's cultivation had improved again. As he became stronger, the speed at which the Star Primordial Body devoured the rank 36 Reincarnation World Destruction Black Lotus' karmic power also increased. In addition, the Buzhou Divine Flower was producing innate qi, so his cultivation speed was steadily increasing.
According to Han Yan's prediction, he would be able to break through to Rank Five Immortal Emperor in two to three hundred years.
After the immeasurable calamity, he would definitely reach Deity Realm. As for higher realms, he still had to work hard.
Of course, all of this had to be done while he was still alive.
Han Yan chased Wudao Jian out and took out the Book of Misfortune to curse the Tendo Buddha. At the same time, he checked his emails.
[Your good friend Li Xuanao was attacked by the Demon Race, Immortal Emperor] x187
[Your good friend Li Xuanao was attacked by a Demon Race great expert] x6
[Your good friend Huang Jihao was attacked by a demon] x 376921
[Your good friend Sword God Emperor was cursed by a mysterious curse]
[Your good friend Zhang Guxing was cursed by a mysterious curse]
[Your good friend Di Hongye was cursed by a mysterious curse]
[Your grand disciple Fang Liang entered Kunlun]
[Your good friend Zhou Fan entered Kunlun]
…
Han Yan raised his brows.
Many of his good friends were cursed by a mysterious curse, and many of them entered Kunlun.
There was something wrong with the situation.
As expected, someone was impersonating the Dark Forbidden Lord.
What was going on with Kunlun?
Why were there so many people heading to Kunlun during the Immeasurable Calamity? Furthermore, they were all people with ordinary cultivation.
It seemed like something big was about to happen.
Han Yan was secretly on guard.
A month later, he put down the Book of Misfortune and continued cultivating.
More and more forces appeared and got involved in the Immeasurable Calamity. Other than keeping a low profile, he also had to make the best use of his time to become stronger.
[Han Ming has developed a favorable impression of you. Current favorability: 1 star]
Han Yan had just started cultivating when he saw this notification.
He couldn't help but be stunned.
Why did this brat suddenly have a good impression of him?
Han Yan didn't think too much about it. He didn't want to acknowledge Han Ming as his younger brother. The only reason he didn't curse Han Ming was because he didn't want to be discovered by Immortal Emperor Samsara.
…
Under the blue sky and white clouds, there were rows of red-crowned cranes. From time to time, immortal birds, mounts, and various flying magic treasures would flash past.
There was a stone pavilion in the middle of the forest.
There were three men in the pavilion. They were Fang Liang, Zhou Fan, and Mo Fuchou.
The three of them sat around the stone table and drank wine. They began to talk about the past, all of them filled with emotions.
"We can join forces in this Immortal Talent Meeting. After all, our foundations are too shallow," Zhou Fan suggested.
Fang Liang smiled and said, "You guys came to save me last time. I haven't returned the favor yet. Naturally, we have to join forces."
Mo Fuchou shook his head and smiled. "Don't think like that. Actually, we didn't help at all. I'm ashamed to say that."
Fang Liang said, "By the way, do you know the rules of this Immortal Talent Meeting?"
Zhou Fan and Mo Fuchou shook their heads.
While the three of them were chatting, cultivators kept flying past the forest. Their target was Kunlun.
Kunlun was not far from them, but they were not in a hurry to head there.
Zhou Fan said with anticipation, "It's said that there's a way to become a Thearch at this Immortal Talent Meeting. I wonder if it's true."
Mo Fuchou smiled and said, "I want to join Chan School and avoid this calamity."
Fang Liang smiled. He glanced at the mountain path not far away. A black-clothed man was walking slowly.
Fang Liang's pupils dilated. He was stunned.
Zhou Fan noticed his expression and couldn't help but look over. He was also stunned.
Mo Fuchou followed their gazes and said in surprise, "Brother Han?"
The black-clothed man seemed to have heard Mo Fuchou's words and turned to look at them.
Zhou Fan shook his head and laughed. "You're mistaken. Han Yan is better looking than him."
Fang Liang nodded.
When the black-clothed man heard this, he suddenly flashed into the pavilion. He asked in a low voice, "Is the person you're talking about called Han Yan?"
The three of them were shocked and looked at him cautiously.
Fang Liang drew his sword and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
The black-clothed man said coldly, "I'm Han Ming."
Han Ming?
The three of them were stunned again. This name was too similar to Han Yan's name. The two of them also looked similar.
Could it be …
"Hmph, is Han Yan here?" Han Ming snorted and asked.
A hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes.
Fang Liang said, "Grandmaster has not ascended yet. Even if he did, he would not come to such a grand event."
Not ascended yet?
Han Ming frowned and asked in a low voice, "What's his cultivation level now? Why hasn't he ascended yet? "
Zhou Fan was unhappy with his tone and snorted. "Who are you? Why are you asking about my brother Han Yan's cultivation level? "
Han Ming ignored him and stared at Fang Liang. He asked, "Are you his grand-disciple? Which sect are you from? "
Fang Liang did not answer.
Han Ming frowned even more. He was about to speak when a bell rang, resounding through the world.
"The Immortal Talent Meeting is about to begin. Those who arrive first will get to choose their seats."
Fang Liang, Zhou Fan, and Mo Fuchou immediately rushed out of the stone pavilion.
Han Ming's expression changed slightly as he hurriedly chased after them.
They were not the only ones. The immortals who were slowly moving forward also began to sprint at full speed.
…
Time flew.
Another ten years passed.
Han Yan put down the Book of Misfortune and took out the Heavenly Dao Token to contact Di Taebaek.
"What have my disciple Long Hao and grand-disciple Fang Liang been doing recently?" Han Yan asked first.
He had seen the two of them being attacked by all kinds of demons, cultivators, and even primordial lifeforms. It seemed like the two of them should be together and involved in the same dangerous situation.
Di Taebaek smiled and said, "They went to the Immortal Talent Meeting. The Immortal Talent Meeting is a grand event held by Chan School in Kunlun. Don't worry, it's an opportunity. Nothing will happen to them. They will only become stronger."
Immortal Talent Meeting?
No wonder so many good friends entered Kunlun recently.
Han Yan asked curiously, "What does Chan School want to do? Isn't it the Immeasurable Calamity now? "
Di Taebaek replied, "Chan School wants to form good karma. No matter who wins or loses, they will owe Chan School karma. After all, the younger generation of the various factions has obtained opportunities from Chan School."
I see.
Han Yan did not know how to judge this method.
"By the way, aren't you in the Netherworld? Be careful. The King of Hell has announced his independence and drew a clear line with Heaven. If you are targeted by the King of Hell, don't reveal your identity in Heaven. Otherwise, you will attract even greater hatred," Di Taebaek reminded him.
Han Yan was not surprised.
The King of Hell was so strong. He indeed had the strength to be independent.
Di Taebaek sighed and said, "This calamity is too chaotic. All the primordial races have appeared, and the situation is unclear. I can't see who will have the last laugh, especially the Dark Forbidden Lord. His power is too great. More and more races and factions in the Immortal World claim to be under the Dark Forbidden Lord."
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