Upon hearing Fang Liang's words, Li Xuanao's face instantly turned pale, as if he had been hit in his sore spot.
He had actually questioned it before, but he did not receive a response, so he could only give up.
Li Xuanao and Li Daokong had already entered the tribulation. Even if they wanted to retreat, it was too late.
Li Daokong slowly said, "I wonder if Your Majesty is fighting for yourself or for the Saints?"
Fang Liang chuckled. "Why do you have to ask so clearly? The two of you have always been under the protection of the Ren School and have grown up before experiencing anything. Actually, you can feel what I want for yourself."
Li Daokong frowned.
Li Xuanao was furious. He drew his sword and said, "Fang Liang, you're really arrogant. Do you really think that the two of us are your subordinates?"
Fang Liang shook his head and said, "Do I not respect the two of you enough? It's just that I have no right to talk about the Saints' plans. "
Li Daokong turned around and left. "Junior Brother, let's go."
Li Xuanao glared at Fang Liang and left.
After the two of them left, the smile on Fang Liang's face disappeared. He clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves. No one knew what he was thinking.
…
Ten years later.
The Hidden Sect's century-old competition had just ended. Among Han Yan's disciples, no one could defeat Li Yao.
Jiang Yi and Li Yao fought for a long time.
After this battle, Jiang Yi could not remain calm.
He was the top elite of Jinwu. How could he be caught up by a junior?
Most importantly, his opponent was only a woman.
Xing Hongxuan did not participate in the competition, but she was amazed by the simulation trial. She was very curious about Han Yan's cultivation level.
She had never seen such a Mystical Power in the human sacred ground.
She had heard that Han Yan had already become a Daluo.
This speed …
It was too ridiculous!
Xing Hongxuan was already a genius, but she knew that Han Yan was younger than her.
When the two of them first met, Han Yan was still a teenager.
Han Yan did not pay attention to the Centennial Tournament. This event was organized by Murong Qi and there were no prizes. However, everyone in the Yin Sect was looking forward to it.
On this day.
Han Yan stopped cultivating and took out the Book of Misfortune. As he cursed, he checked his mail.
The war between the human race and Heaven was still ongoing. For the time being, it was hard to tell who would win or lose.
Li Daokong was still fighting Jiang Dugu to the death. He had also been seriously injured once.
Han Yan could not understand the thoughts of the cultivators of Ren School. It seemed that they were more excited to hit their own people.
This time, Han Yan planned to curse Jade Emperor Zhou Yan with 50 billion years.
As a result, when Han Yan's lifespan dropped to 40 billion years, he saw an email.
"Because of your curse, your enemy Jade Emperor Zhou Yan's soul was attacked by negative karma. His Dharma powers went berserk, and his last trace of will was devoured by the Heavenly Demon. He died and his Dao disappeared."
He's finally dead?
Han Yan hurriedly checked his interpersonal relationships. The Jade Emperor Zhou Yan's profile picture had completely disappeared.
He could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
Another six-star enemy had been killed by him.
This was the path of cultivation. A Daoist would rather die than himself!
Han Yan chanted the Mahavairocana Incantation as an expiation for the Jade Emperor Zhou Yan.
Although the Jade Emperor Zhou Yan's body and soul had been destroyed, Han Yan would feel better if he did that.
After all, this was a mighty figure, the Immeasurable Emperor, a terrifying existence that shocked the ancients and dazzled the contemporaries!
Han Yan felt that he had let him down by dying without anyone knowing.
His guilt did not last long.
There was one more person.
The nine heavens!
Continue cursing!
Five days later, Han Yan put down the Book of Misfortune and continued cultivating to break through to the mid-stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.
At the same time, the two balls of Fiendcelestial Qi in his body were still absorbing the Primordial Qi in the universe.
Apart from the Reroll World, these planets had yet to give birth to living beings. They were like warehouses of Dharma powers.
Han Yan had an idea.
If this universe of stars became a universe of living beings, wouldn't he become the Heavenly Dao?
Was it possible that the so-called chaos itself was in the body of an unimaginable existence?
Han Yan could not help but feel a chill run down his spine when he thought of this possibility.
How powerful was such an existence?
As a Daluo Golden Immortal, Han Yan was not just powerful. He could also see through many Heavenly Dao rules, karma, and fate. However, he could not sense what was outside the Heavenly Dao. It was like the Dark Forbidden Zone. Once it involved something outside the Heavenly Dao, he could not sense anything.
This was the difference in cultivation realm.
Perhaps when he attained the Dao and became a Sage, he would be able to sense existences outside the Heavenly Dao.
It was said that the Origin Deity Realm was hidden in the Dark Forbidden Zone. Han Yan had yet to encounter the Origin Deity Realm.
…
Immortal World, human race.
On an altar, Zhou Fan stood proudly. Thunder clouds rolled in the sky, forming a magnificent and terrifying vortex.
Mo Fuchou and a group of human prodigies stood below the stage and discussed.
"Brother Zhou is really impressive, to actually be able to trigger the Heavenly Dao."
"It's said that he already obtained the Human Emperor's inheritance. I wonder which Human Emperor it is."
"This is the human race's golden age. With the inheritances of past Human Emperors coming out together, we'll definitely be able to surpass Heaven."
"Sigh, ten million people just died in the Seventh Heaven battlefield. It's too tragic."
"Could it be that both sides can't talk?"
"Can't talk. It's said that the Sage wants to change to a Heavenly Dao protagonist. Our human race was abandoned."
Hearing the discussions of the prodigies, Mo Fuchou could not help shaking his head.
The great battle between the human race and Heaven, he could not say who was right and who was wrong either. But both sides had their own ambitions.
Already fighting to this extent, who was right and who was wrong already did not matter.
Zhou Fan suddenly turned his head to look at Mo Fuchou and said with a smile, "Brother Mo, what do you think of the power of Heavenly Dao? Can it beat Han Yan? "
Only to see him raise his right hand. Heavenly Dao lightning interweaved in his palm.
At this moment, he was like a god.
Mo Fuchou smiled and said, "Why are you always thinking about beating him? You've obtained so many fortuitous encounters while he's been in seclusion. If you keep thinking about him, you'll be bullying him. "
Zhou Fan was already an Immortal Emperor. There were few in the Immortal Emperor Realm who could match him. No matter how talented Han Yan was, he was always in seclusion. How could he compare to Zhou Fan?
"I don't know why, but I feel that I'm still not his match." Zhou Fan shook his head and smiled.
He felt that he had been abused until he went crazy.
Other than Han Yan, no matter who he faced, even if it was an ancient powerhouse, he was full of confidence. But every time he thought of Han Yan, he felt inexplicably unconfident.
Mo Fuchou did not reply. Instead, he looked at the rolling thunder clouds above with envy in his eyes.
He also wanted to be like Zhou Fan. But his luck was not as good as Zhou Fan's. He was also not as ruthless as Zhou Fan.
Once, an opportunity appeared in front of the two of them. The two of them suffered together. He was the first to retreat. Zhou Fan gritted his teeth and endured. In the end, he obtained the inheritance.
After that, Mo Fuchou understood that he would never be able to catch up to Zhou Fan.
He was also full of expectations for Zhou Fan. As long as he survived this Immeasurable Calamity, Zhou Fan would definitely rise up.
At that time, the two of them would be able to realize their ambitions.
At this moment, a figure flew over on a sword. His powerful aura directly dispersed the Heavenly Dao lightning clouds. Everyone turned to look.
"It's Zhao Xuanyuan!"
Someone exclaimed. When this name came out, everyone became nervous.
Zhou Fan turned his head and frowned.
Zhao Xuanyuan was handsome and elegant, like an immortal in the mortal world.
He arrived above Zhou Fan's head and said condescendingly, "You, come with me. I'll give you an opportunity."
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