After Li Muyi left, Han Yan thought that Qiu Xilai would look for him, but he did not.
Han Yan could feel that the relationship between him and Qiu Xilai had become subtle.
If Qiu Xilai did not ask his disciples to join Buddhism, it would mean that their relationship was broken. He would then have to be careful of Qiu Xilai's schemes.
Saints had different faces. Although Han Yan had the protection of the Taoist temple, he still had to be careful.
Although Li Muyi had left, the Xiantian lifeforms outside the Hundred Mountains Immortal River did not leave. They seemed to have recognized this place.
Not only that, the number of Xiantian lifeforms was still increasing.
Eighty years later.
Zhou Mingyue came to visit Han Yan, accompanied by Han Sun-cheon.
This was also Han Sun-cheon's first visit to Han Yan's Taoist temple.
The master and disciple knelt in front of Han Yan, looking very nervous.
Han Yan did not take the initiative to ask, waiting for them to speak first.
Zhou Mingyue asked carefully, "Grandmaster, how should we deal with those Xiantian lifeforms outside?"
Han Yan asked, "Do you want to take them in?"
Han Sun-cheon raised his head and said, "The Hundred Mountains Immortal River is so big. Since those Xiantian lifeforms are unwilling to leave, why not take them in? I heard from the other elders that as long as Xiantian lifeforms survive, they will become powerful beings in the future."
Han Yan stared straight at Han Sun-cheon, scaring Han Sun-cheon so much that he quickly lowered his head.
Although Han Yan's face was covered by the divine light of the Yin-Yang Protection Moon, that extremely oppressive gaze made Han Sun-cheon feel as if he was in a cold cellar.
Han Yan suddenly realized that Han Sun-cheon's ambition was too big.
This ambition was innate.
He did not know if this was a good thing.
Zhou Mingyue seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly said, "Grandmaster, don't worry. We will only accept Fallen. We will definitely not lead these Xiantian lifeforms out to cause trouble."
Han Sun-cheon promised, "That's right, Grandmaster. I'm only thinking for the Yin Sect. Although the Yin Sect is strong, most of the people are busy cultivating in seclusion. The sect lacks people to manage the living beings in the Hundred Mountains Immortal River. I'm the youngest, so I can help with these matters."
Han Yan did not doubt Han Sun-cheon's loyalty. After so many years, Han Sun-cheon's favorability towards him had already reached 6 stars.
Zhou Mingyue glared at Han Sun-cheon and scolded, "What are you talking about!"
Han Sun-cheon felt wronged, but he did not dare to retort.
Zhou Mingyue was frightened. Why did these words sound so much like a power struggle?
Although Han Yan treated his disciples well, they never doubted Han Yan's methods. If Han Yan really felt that they were in danger, Han Yan would definitely not show mercy.
Han Yan checked the living beings near the dojo and did not find Li Muyi. He directly used his divine will to move the hundreds of thousands of Xiantian lifeforms outside the dojo into the Hundred Mountains Immortal River.
"Go, they're already inside."
Han Yan closed his eyes after saying that.
Zhou Mingyue and Han Sun-cheon were pleasantly surprised. They hurriedly thanked him and retreated.
As soon as they entered the Hundred Mountains Immortal River, the Xiantian lifeforms were very restless, causing the Hundred Mountains Immortal River to become noisy. However, it did not take long for it to quiet down.
The Supremacy Dao had made its move!
Han Yan did not have high expectations for these Xiantian lifeforms.
If the 10,000 Fiends could all cultivate to the Quasi-Sage Stage, then the existence of these Xiantian lifeforms would not have much meaning.
However, there was one thing!
As long as they entered the Hundred Mountains Immortal River, they could forget about leaving!
Unless they cultivated to the Quasi-Sage Stage!
...
After thousands of years of evolution and the preaching of the various Sects of Providence everywhere, more and more Xiantian lifeforms appeared.
Be it Xiantian lifeforms or Ferocious Beasts, they all liked to go to places with abundant Spirit Qi.
Because of the dojo, the Spirit Qi around the Hundred Mountains Immortal River kept increasing, causing more and more Xiantian lifeforms to appear.
Time flew by, and another thousand years passed.
Tu Ling-er stepped into the Immortal State. Wudao Jian, Chu Shiren, and Murong Qi also began to strive for the Immortal State.
Zhao Xuanyuan was also getting closer and closer to the Daluo State.
There were already more than a thousand Xiantian lifeforms in the Hundred Mountains Immortal River. Under the management of Han Sun-cheon, a hierarchy began to appear.
On this day.
A large number of organized Xiantian lifeforms arrived outside the Hundred Mountains Immortal River. They were so majestic that the ground shook.
A majestic giant appeared at the end of the horizon. In front of him, those huge Xiantian lifeforms were like stones. He was taller than any mountain in the Hundred Mountains Immortal River.
It was the leader of the Ancients, Gu Zhuoyin!
After so many years, Gu Zhuoyin's Ancients had absorbed countless Xiantian lifeforms and spread throughout the region.
Recently, Gu Zhuoyin heard that there were many Xiantian lifeforms in this area, so he led his subordinates here to expand the Ancients.
Gu Zhuoyin's eyes fell on the Hundred Mountains Immortal River. The nearby Xiantian lifeforms seemed to be blocked by an invisible force and couldn't move forward. Many of them even stuck to the edge of the array. At first glance, half of their bodies were in the air. It was very strange.
Gu Zhuoyin suddenly jumped, stirring up a terrifying gust of wind. Some of the weaker Xiantian lifeforms were directly blown away.
Boom!
Gu Zhuoyin crashed into the array of the dojo and was forcefully stopped.
His long hair fluttered as if he was possessed by a fierce beast. He began to smash the array with his fists, but unfortunately, he couldn't break it at all.
The disciples of the Yin Sect walked out of their residences and looked at the terrifying figure in the sky. They looked at each other.
Who was that?
The Xiantian lifeforms in the Hundred Mountains Immortal River were frightened and nervous.
Hao Tian came out of Long Hao's body and said, "It's Gu Zhuoyin. I didn't expect him to come. There must be too many Xiantian lifeforms around the Hundred Mountains Immortal River that attracted him."
His tone was full of mockery. He felt that Gu Zhuoyin was courting death.
The others didn't take Gu Zhuoyin seriously either.
Only Han Sun-cheon's Xiantian lifeforms were nervous.
Gu Zhuoyin looked too powerful. Just looking at his body was enough to make them despair.
"Why are you panicking? This person is nothing in the Yin Sect. The Yin Sect's mighty figures are busy cultivating and just don't show their true forms! "
Han Chuotian cursed. Looking at his trembling subordinates, he couldn't help but feel angry.
Compared to the Nether Clan, they were too weak.
That was ten thousand Immortal Emperors!
At this moment!
Boom!
A ray of Sword Qi suddenly shot out of the Hundred Mountains Immortal River, passing through the array and piercing Gu Zhuoyin's head. Blood splattered and fell like rain.
The headless Gu Zhuoyin hurriedly jumped away from the dojo.
"How is this possible!?"
Gu Zhuoyin was frightened. Even a perfected Quasi-Saint couldn't pierce through his body!
Who was the other party?
At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him out of thin air.
The dazzling divine light made him squint. He instinctively struck out with his palm to prevent the other party from attacking him.
It was Han Yan.
Han Yan condensed the Celestial Dipper Demon God above his head and punched!
The two fists collided!
Gu Zhuoyin was directly blasted apart. His body turned into powder and scattered. His soul fled in fear.
Celestial Dipper Demon God punched again.
Gu Zhuoyin's soul was directly destroyed!
Almost instantly, Han Yan disappeared and returned to the Daoist temple.
The world was silent.
The Xiantian lifeforms outside the Hundred Mountains Immortal River were all dumbfounded. They looked at the sky in disbelief. The blood mist was still slowly falling.
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