"It's impossible for me to leave the Yin Sect." Han Yan shook his head and laughed.
Xing Hongxuan blinked and thought about it carefully. Han Yan had never left the Yin Sect alone. Even when he came to the Celestial Realm, he brought them along. On the other hand, they all left the Yin Sect alone.
Thinking of this, Xing Hongxuan asked in confusion, "Don't you get tired of staying in the Yin Sect?"
Han Yan asked, "Why would I get tired of it?"
"No one should be your opponent now. Don't you want to go out and take a look?"
"Woman, have you been possessed by the Heavenly Dao?"
Han Yan looked at Xing Hongxuan cautiously. He was hesitating whether to purify Xing Hongxuan.
Xing Hongxuan said helplessly, "You are too cautious. You are already a Saint and you are still afraid of going out."
When she met Han Yan, Han Yan was still a young man. He was very cautious then. Now that he was a Saint, he was still cautious.
Perhaps this was the reason why Han Yan could become a Saint.
The two of them continued to chat about the past and the present.
A few months later.
Han Yan just left Xing Hongxuan's Taoist temple and came to the Fusang Tree.
The disciples all stood up and bowed to him.
Tens of thousands of years had passed. Even after moving to the Hundred Mountains Celestial River, the Fusang Tree was still the place where the disciples gathered.
Heiyu Ji flew over and shouted, "Master, I want to complain!"
Han Yan asked, "What do you want to complain about?"
Heiyu Ji shouted, "Ah Da and Xiao 'er want to go out!"
Ah Da and Xiao 'er were Golden Crows. Back then, they were expelled from the family because of their poor aptitude. Now, they were already in the Immortal State. However, they were still some distance away from the Daluo.
Ah Da hurriedly said, "No, it's nonsense. It's just that the Golden Crows are summoning us with Bloodline Resonance!"
Xiao 'er was so angry that his body trembled. The True Sun Fire on his body burned fiercely.
Han Yan calculated with his fingers. It turned out that the Golden Crow Demon Monarch was summoning the Golden Crows from all over the universe. The Jie Jiao's attack was very fierce. If this continued, the demon race would definitely be disbanded.
The Demon Clan might not be exterminated, but Jinwu, as the Demon Clan's royal family, would not last forever.
Han Yan said, "After becoming a Quasi-Saint, you can leave whenever you want. Before that, don't even think about it and don't fan the flames."
After saying that, he walked in front of the Fusang Tree and began to observe it.
There were more than 300 space-time vortexes connected to the Fusang Tree.
Han Yan didn't expect that there were so many worlds outside of the Heavenly Dao. Fortunately, these worlds were not as strong as the Immortal World.
After so many years, the Fusang Tree's cultivation had already reached Six Profound Divine Essence and could step into the Daluo Realm at any time.
Han Yan asked the Fusang Tree to open those space-time vortexes and then began to spy on the world inside.
The other disciples didn't dare to disturb him any longer and went back to cultivating.
…
Buzhou Sacred Mountain.
A three-legged Golden Crow with a wingspan of a million feet flew over from the west, trying to ascend the mountain.
Boom!
A surge of Sword Qi exploded, scattering the sea of clouds and shaking the Buzhou Sacred Mountain.
The three-legged Golden Crow had to stop and said, "I am the Golden Crow Demon King of the Demon Clan. I am here to pay my respects to Senior Li Daokong!"
"No."
Li Daokong's voice was heard. It was extremely cold and tough.
The living beings on the Buzhou Sacred Mountain were very nervous. They had heard of the Golden Crow Demon King. Although Li Daokong was the top of the Heavenly Dao Providence Roll, the Golden Crow Demon King was not bad either. He had the Demon Clan under him.
"This matter concerns the Buzhou Sacred Mountain!"
The Golden Crow Demon King said in a deep voice. He didn't expect Li Daokong to be so disrespectful.
"Get lost!"
Li Daokong's voice was like thunder, deafening everyone on the Buzhou Sacred Mountain.
"Hmph!"
The Golden Crow Demon King snorted and turned to leave.
A hundred years later.
The Demon Clan rushed to the Buzhou Sacred Mountain from all directions. Demon Qi filled the air, forming dark clouds that shrouded the Buzhou Sacred Mountain as if a catastrophe was coming.
Han Yan, who was far away in the Hundred Mountains Immortal River, suddenly opened his eyes.
He frowned slightly and looked over.
Countless demons were swarming towards the Buzhou Sacred Mountain from all directions like an ocean, trying to drown the Buzhou Sacred Mountain.
The strongest of these demons were only at the Immortal Emperor realm.
The Demon Clan wanted to attack the Buzhou Sacred Mountain?
But these demons were so weak …
Wait a minute!
Han Yan's face darkened.
So that's what happened!
The Demon Clan used more than a hundred million Demon Soldiers to climb the Buzhou Sacred Mountain in order to anger Li Daokong. If Li Daokong attacked and killed these cannon fodders, the huge amount of negative karma would offset his Heavenly Dao Providence. When that happened, he wouldn't be able to maintain his position at the top of the Heavenly Dao Providence Roll.
Han Yan pinched his fingers and divined, but he couldn't figure out which Saint was supporting the Demon Clan.
In his opinion, there must be a Saint supporting them. Otherwise, how would the Demon Clan have the guts to make enemies after being chased away by the Jie Jiao?
"I want to know who is supporting the Golden Crow Demon King," Han Yan thought.
[160 billion years of lifespan needs to be deducted. Continue?]
So much!
Han Yan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
He immediately chose to continue. Then, he entered the illusion of evolution.
When he opened his eyes again, Han Yan was in a crimson hall covered in flames. He saw the Golden Crow Demon King kneeling in front of a figure.
Di Jun!
Di Jun looked down at the Golden Crow Demon King and said indifferently, "I am aware of the Demon Clan's predicament."
The Golden Crow Demon King gritted his teeth and said, "Ancestor, please save Jinwu!"
Di Jun said, "I am not your ancestor. Jinwu's Di Jun is just my Dharma Form. I have already transcended karma and no longer enter the void."
"But …"
"There are no Saints in Jinwu. It is very difficult for you to gain a foothold in the Immortal World. Now, you can only rise again and again and be exterminated again and again. Every time you struggle at death's door, you will reincarnate endlessly."
The Golden Crow Demon King was silent.
Di Jun continued, "However, I have a way to help Jinwu transcend fate. If it succeeds, Jinwu will give birth to a Saint. If it fails, Jinwu will be exterminated. You must not reveal my existence. Do you dare?"
The Golden Crow Demon King looked up suddenly and said, "I dare! Jinwu has no way out! "
"Let the Demon Clan rush to Mount Buzhou and force Li Daokong to attack. I will also give you a Heavenly Dao Treasure. You can go to the Dark Forbidden Zone to take it. I will guide you."
"Alright!"
The Golden Crow Demon King was extremely excited. The words' Heavenly Dao Treasure 'made him dizzy.
The dreamscape ended.
Han Yan opened his eyes and frowned.
Di Jun had his eyes on the Heavenly Dao and even gave it a Heavenly Dao Treasure.
Something was wrong.
Didn't these mighty beings transcend the Heavenly Dao and even the Great Dao? Why would they attack the Heavenly Dao?
Han Yan continued to deduce the reason.
[It involves the existence of karma beyond the limits of the System. Unable to evolve.]
Hmm?
Han Yan raised his eyebrows. Di Jun was not that powerful.
From what he knew, Daozu was the only one who had exceeded the limits of the System.
Could it be that Di Jun attacked because of Daozu?
Han Yan could not figure it out. He sent a voice transmission to Li Daokong of Mount Buzhou and asked him not to attack the Demon Clan. Instead, he directly cast an array formation and surrounded Mount Buzhou.
The Jie Jiao was chasing after the Demon Clan. As long as the Demon Clan could not reach Mount Buzhou, they would not last long.
Li Daokong immediately cast a spell. Sword lights rose from the edge of Mount Buzhou as if swords of light were suspended in the air. The tips of the swords pointed to the sky. It was a magnificent sight.
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