The Immortal Talent Convention was brilliant and could even be recorded in history. This would be the beginning of a new era.
Han Yan did not participate in this event. He was not interested.
His life was only about cultivation.
Time flew by.
Fifty years passed.
Han Yan's cultivation level had been steadily increasing. Rank Five Immortal Emperor was not far away.
The new round of the Hidden Sect's inner sect competition had ended. Han Yan, Heiyu Devil, Bai Yi, and Duan Hongchen did not participate. The first place was Tu Ling-er. Pagoda Zuwu was too strong. The other disciples could not break through its defensive restrictions.
Next was Murong Qi, then Li Yao.
Han Yan did not care about the rankings of the others. He only wanted to remember the top three.
It was worth mentioning that Chu Shiren's ranking was quietly increasing.
This guy's Dao heart was finally stirred by the inner scroll. He was no longer lazy and began to cultivate divine powers.
Everyone was very happy about this. This way, they would not be annoyed by Chu Shiren.
Only Zhou Mingyue was bitter. He would be suppressed by his master in the future.
On this day, Han Yan stopped cultivating. He took out the Book of Misfortune and began to do his daily missions.
He cursed his enemies while checking his mail.
[Your grand-disciple Fang Liang was attacked by Jie Jiao cultivators] x1342
[Your disciple Long Hao has comprehended the Great Dao. His cultivation has skyrocketed.]
[Your good friend Li Daokong was attacked by a Divine Palace cultivator] x18
[Your good friend Sword God Emperor was attacked by your good friend Li Daokong. He was seriously injured. Fortunately, a cultivator saved him.]
[Your good friend Huang Zuntian was attacked by Jie Jiao cultivators] x47
[Your good friend Han Ming was cursed by a mysterious curse.]
[Your Dao partner Xuanqing has comprehended the true meaning of heaven and earth. His providence has increased.]
...
The Jie Jiao is becoming active?
Han Yan raised his eyebrows.
He did not have a good impression of the Jie Jiao. After all, he had been threatened by Jie Jiao disciples before.
"I wonder how Huang Zuntian is doing in the Jie Jiao?" Han Yan thought to himself.
He was still worried about Huang Zuntian. Huang Zuntian was very strong in the mortal world, but that might not be the case in the Immortal World.
Xuanqing was also Jie Jiao, but it seemed that she was doing well. She was rarely attacked and had been concentrating on cultivation.
Han Yan continued to read the email. At most, he would complain a little in his heart. The content of the email would not affect his life.
He wanted to stick to his original intention and cultivate in a low-key manner until he became invincible.
He was not even four thousand years old, but he was already a rank four immortal emperor, this speed was definitely the fastest in the heavens. This meant that the path he took in the first half of his life was correct, he had to carry it out.
Along the way, he couldn't remember how many of his good friends had died.
The path of cultivation was a bumpy one to begin with. Eight or nine out of ten people died on the path.
One of the reasons Han Yan liked to read emails was to warn himself. Every time he read an email, he would see someone getting beaten up.
One month later.
Han Yan put down the Book of Misfortune, and called Wudao Jian in.
"Have you mastered the third level of Heavenly Sword Path?" Han Yan asked.
Wudao Jian nodded, then shook her head, saying: "I feel that I have mastered it, but I feel that it's still lacking."
Heavenly Sword Path's third level, Sword Opens Primordial World.
Wudao Jian could create an illusion of heaven and earth with one sword, but this world was not strong enough to make the enemy fall into it.
Every time she used this move in the simulation trial, it was as if it was in vain.
Han Yan patted the bed next to him, saying: "Come here."
Wudao Jian obediently walked over.
The two sat on the bed facing each other.
Han Yan raised his hand and pointed his index finger at Wudao Jian's forehead. He conveyed the primordial world he imagined to Wudao Jian.
Wudao Jian's knowledge was too little, her imagination was limited. There was nothing she could do about it, Han Yan would not let her go out to train.
Han Yan's expectations for his disciples were in the next calamity.
After this calamity, when the next calamity came, the Yin Sect had to be full of Immortal Emperors!
Of course, Han Yan had not revealed this goal to his disciples, so as not to give them pressure.
…
The mountains were unbroken, and the sky was cloudless.
Two figures stood on the peak of the mountain. It was Li Daokong and Li Xuanao.
There was a terrifying figure standing guard in all directions. As far as the eye could see, there were only a few hundred thousand feet tall figures. Each of them emitted a terrifying aura that shook the heavens and the earth, swaying like flames.
The corners of Li Daokong's lips curled up. He smiled and said, "Junior Brother, can you still hold on?"
Compared to Li Daokong, who looked like he had not experienced a battle, Li Xuanao's robes were torn, and his hair was slightly messy.
Li Xuanao snorted: "You haven't fallen, how can I not hold on?"
He immediately prepared to fly to the horizon to fight, but he was stopped by Li Daokong.
Li Xuanao looked at Li Daokong suspiciously.
Li Daokong smiled: "You can stop now. Didn't you want to see my true strength?"
Li Xuanao frowned, looking impatient.
He knew that his Senior Brother was going to put on an act again.
Clang!
Li Daokong pulled out the sword at his waist. In an instant, the sword light shone between the heavens and the earth.
He held the sword with one hand and pointed it to the sky. His gaze fell on the tip of the sword, and his smile gradually became arrogant and conceited.
"Watch carefully, what is the strongest sword of the Human Sect!"
"With this sword, all of you will die!"
Li Daokong laughed wantonly. His robes fluttered, and his aura kept increasing. The entire mountain began to tremble, and countless rocks fell.
Li Xuanao looked at his Senior Brother in surprise. He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed drastically.
"Could it be …"
"Impossible!"
Li Xuanao widened his eyes and stared at Li Daokong. His forehead was covered in cold sweat.
…
Inside the Congenital Cave, Han Yan opened his eyes. Wudao Jian was still in the Primordial World that Han Yan had created.
Han Yan looked up. His gaze penetrated the mountain and saw the sky of the Netherworld.
The dark clouds in the sky churned violently as if a storm was about to strike.
"Master, not good. The Sword Dao River is going berserk. It seems like it's about to collapse!"
Liu Bei's voice sounded in Han Yan's heart. His tone was anxious.
Han Yan frowned. He immediately jumped into the Sword Dao River with his primordial spirit.
The Sword Dao River, which used to be calm, twisted violently. The figures of the sword cultivators moving forward became blurry and flashing.
Han Yan could clearly feel an extremely terrifying pressure enveloping the Sword Dao River.
"Someone is using a divine ability?"
Han Yan's expression changed slightly. He could vaguely feel the terror of the Sword Dao divine ability. It was stronger than all the divine abilities he had encountered before.
For some reason, Han Yan suddenly thought of the figure walking at the end of the Sword Dao River when he was improving his Sword Dao.
Han Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Leave the Sword Dao River with me first."
The Sword Dao River could collapse at any time. If they stayed here, they would be severely injured.
Liu Bei nodded as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.
The two immediately disappeared into the Sword Dao River.
They came to a void.
Liu Bei asked nervously, "Master, could it be that someone was using some kind of Sword Dao divine ability?"
Han Yan nodded and said, "It should be. The other party's cultivation is ridiculously high."
Who is it?
Who has such a cultivation?
To be able to force him to use a divine ability, the other party must be extremely strong.
Han Yan suddenly felt that the Immortal Emperor was so weak.
Just as he was lamenting, three lines of words suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
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