After the establishment of the Heavenly Path Providence List, the Immortal World was in turmoil, and from time to time, the voices of great powers resounded through the heavens. This era was even more prosperous than the Immortal World before the calamity.
Han Yan felt that this was all thanks to him. If it weren't for him, the Heavenly Path would have been destroyed by the Heavenly Path Demons after its rebirth. If it weren't for him, the Immortal World would still be a barren land now.
Alas!
Han Yan felt that he was so great.
Just like that, another thousand years passed.
Han Yan was getting closer and closer to the Golden Immortal Realm of the Origin Daluo.
It shouldn't be a problem to break through before the age of 100,000. After reaching the Golden Immortal Realm, he could look forward to the Unrestrained Sage Realm.
One step at a time.
His steps were steady!
Han Yan opened his eyes and looked at the figure kneeling outside the Taoist temple.
Murong Qi.
This person hadn't come to visit Han Yan alone for tens of thousands of years. Four years ago, Han Yan didn't immediately let him into the temple because of his obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he knelt for four years.
The door of the Taoist temple suddenly opened.
Murong Qi was pleasantly surprised. He quickly got up and walked into the Taoist temple.
After entering the temple, Murong Qi knelt down and bowed.
"What's the matter?"
"Grandmaster, I want … I want to be like Martial Uncle Su Qi!"
"Hmm?"
Han Yan couldn't help but look at Murong Qi.
Once, he trusted and looked forward to Murong Qi, but this guy's aptitude wasn't good enough. Now, Han Yan usually didn't think of him.
Murong Qi was already at the Six Profound Divine Origin Realm and was considered fast among the direct disciples, but he couldn't break through to the Daluo Realm.
"Grandmaster, you can't blame Martial Uncle Su Qi for this. I went to ask him, but he didn't answer. It's just my guess. I guess you have the ability to change the aptitude of your disciples. No matter what you need me to do, I can do it!"
Murong Qi said seriously. He was too eager to be strong.
He used to be the War God of the Divine Palace, but in the Hidden Sect, his aptitude was mediocre. Not to mention the other direct disciples, even some nominal disciples were better than him.
Han Yan said, "You might die. I don't have absolute confidence."
"I'm willing. I'll have no regrets even if I die. I believe that you must have such a plan. I'm willing to use it as an experiment and sacrifice myself for the future of the other disciples. If it succeeds, I will repay the Secret Order and you."
Murong Qi's answer was very firm. If it was any other disciple, Han Yan would definitely not agree. This would waste his energy, but facing Murong Qi, his heart softened.
If Murong Qi's aptitude improved, he would be more suitable than the Supremacy Dao to become the First Disciple of the Yin Sect and carry the banner of the Yin Sect.
"Are you ready?"
"Done!"
Murong Qi was so excited that his whole body was trembling.
Han Yan's eyes narrowed as Murong Qi's physical body turned into ashes, leaving only his soul behind.
This sudden encounter left Murong Qi stunned. Before he could react, Han Yan had directly sent him into the Primordial World.
In a corner of the Primordial World, 173 Demon God Qis floated together. Su Qi already had a ball of Demon God Qi.
Han Yan had already decided which Chaos Demon God to choose when they were talking just now.
The War Demon God!
The War Demon God was a perfect match for Murong Qi's War Demon God title!
It was obvious that Han Yan favored Murong Qi.
He used his own magic power to envelop Murong Qi's soul and pushed it towards the War Demon God's Demon God Qi.
Han Yan was able to produce the Demon God Qi not only because of the Taiyi Mahesvara, but also because the Primordial World contained Primordial Qi, Primal Chaos Origin Stones, and other treasures. With all these conditions combined, there was a possibility of a Chaos Demon God being born. It was only a possibility.
When Murong Qi's soul fused with the War Demon God, the pain he had never felt before made Murong Qi scream. Han Yan acted as if he did not hear it and continued to fuse.
Murong Qi was also very strong-willed. He only screamed instinctively and did not complain.
After three hundred years, Murong Qi and the War Demon God finally fused together. It would take a long time for them to completely fuse.
In front of the Demon God Qi, Murong Qi's soul was so fragile. If not for Han Yan's protection, he could have died at any time.
The next step was to let Murong Qi adapt to the Demon God Qi.
During this process, Murong Qi had been enduring extreme pain.
On the other side.
Murong Qi's disappearance attracted the attention of the other direct disciples. Li Xuanao took the opportunity to find Han Yan. After learning that Murong Qi was sent on a secret mission by Han Yan, he did not ask anymore.
"Sect Master, what do you think about this race?"
Li Xuanao asked in a very humble manner.
Han Yan saw through his thoughts. This guy wanted to take the opportunity to get closer to him.
"Just say it."
Li Xuanao was so scared that his whole body trembled. He hurriedly said, "I found that there is a Saint supporting the race, but there is no famous Daluo in the race, let alone a Sage-to-be. I guess that the Saint supporting the race may be a lone Saint like Xiao The Great or Fuxi Tian. The race accepts famous creatures from all heavens. This idea is very broad and also very recognized by the Heavenly Dao. Their future is limitless. The Yin Sect can arrange it in advance."
His thoughts coincided with Han Yan's.
Han Yan suddenly thought of Murong Qi.
If Murong Qi succeeded, it would be more suitable.
"I know about this. The next batch of disciples who have reached the limit of aptitude can go to the race."
"Sect Master is wise! I have connections in the race. I can tell the leader of the race in advance so that he can be prepared. "
"Okay."
Li Xuanao did not waste any more words. He bowed and left.
It was impossible for the race to refuse the support of the Yin Sect. After all, the Yin Sect was a Saint's force.
Just like in the ancient China of Han Yan's previous life, the Saint's sect was an aristocratic family. When chaos came, the aristocratic family would invest everywhere. No matter which hero won, the aristocratic family would benefit and survive.
The opponents of the race, the Demon Race, and other races would never be the Saint's sect because it was impossible to defeat the Saint's sect. On the contrary, if they received the support of the Saint, they could climb higher.
Han Yan continued to stare at Murong Qi.
Although he could be half-hearted, his cultivation was still affected.
This was also an important reason why Han Yan was not willing to let every disciple transform into a Chaos Demon God.
No matter how strong the disciples were, they could not catch up to him. He nurtured the disciples only to make it more convenient for him and consider the future.
When Murong Qi was transforming into a Chaos Demon God, the Immortal World was also changing violently. More and more powerful people appeared out of nowhere, shocking the Immortal World.
Li Daokong had always been at the top of the Heavenly Path Providence List, and the rankings behind him were constantly changing. Jixian Shen had also made it into the top ten. Celestial Immortal God preached everywhere to protect the weak. The statues of the Immortal God stood everywhere in the Immortal World, and the power of faith turned into providence.
The world changed with each passing day.
Three thousand years had passed.
Murong Qi had finally adapted to the Demon God Qi. He did not need Han Yan's protection and would not be devoured by the Demon God Qi.
Han Yan could finally cultivate in peace.
Before that, he looked at Han Tuo.
Han Tuo was preaching to his disciples. Now, Han Tuo had taken in hundreds of disciples and more than a thousand grand-disciples. None of them were mortals.
He was doing well!
He was getting more and more used to his identity as an elder of the Divine Palace.
Han Yan looked at Han Yu again.
His expression became strange.
Huh?
Why is Han Yu cultivating beside Li Daokong?
Han Yan calculated with his fingers and found that Han Yu had become Li Daokong's disciple.
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