In the northern part of the Great Yan, it was a world of ice and snow.
In a cave, ice formed cones that covered the tunnel, looking ferocious and terrifying.
At the end of the tunnel, a white-haired man was meditating on an ice bed. He was wearing a robe made of beast fur. His face was demonic, and four large tails that looked like black fur were wriggling behind him.
He was Demon King Dian Su, the transformed Demon King Dian Su.
Pfft!
Demon King Dian Su spat out a mouthful of blood that splashed on the ice on the ground. It melted the ice and mist rose.
There were densely packed holes in front of the ice bed. They were all the blood he had vomited previously.
He kept vomiting blood!
Demon King Dian Su was furious and terrified.
What was going on!
Ten hours ago, he had started vomiting blood. He had been vomiting until now. Now, he was vomiting blood essence!
How could he withstand this?
What terrified him the most was that he could not cultivate. Once he took in Qi, the demonic power in his body decreased instead of increasing.
Why is this happening …
Demon King Dian Su was uneasy. He had lived for ten thousand years, but this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
He suddenly thought of some ancient legends. Could it be that one of the cultivators back then had ascended and was watching him in the upper realm?
He had only announced his plan to rear humans for less than two years when he suddenly encountered such bad news.
As he thought about it, a mouthful of blood surged up his throat. Demon King Dian Su could not help but vomit blood again.
He almost went crazy!
If this continued, he would vomit to death.
In the years after he broke the seal, he had been cultivating to recover his cultivation level. In the end, in just a few hours, his cultivation level regressed and his injuries worsened. He was in an even worse state than when he had just broken the seal.
Demon King Dian Su felt that he must have offended an immortal in the heavens. It was impossible for him to suffer such a fate for no reason.
There were no mistakes in his cultivation. As for his mental demons, he had eliminated them 300 years ago. Now, it seemed that a new mental demon was coming.
Time continued to pass amidst Demon King Dian Su's fear and despair.
Another two hours passed.
Demon King Dian Su finally stopped vomiting blood and could cultivate again. However, this experience had become his nightmare.
There must be a powerful being watching him from the dark!
…
Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain.
[Your good friend Demon King Dian Su was cursed. He was severely injured and his cultivation level has decreased.]
When Han Yan saw this email, he could not help but laugh.
Yesterday, he had just finished cursing, and today, he saw the mail.
The effect of using the Book of Misfortune at full strength was domineering!
Han Yan was relieved.
He decided to curse Demon King Dian Su with all his might every three years, causing him to be in a severely injured state!
Han Yan continued to cultivate. His goal was the eighth level of the Void Amalgamation Realm.
As the Fusang Tree continued to grow, the Connate Cave Abode closest to it benefited the most, and the Spirit Qi began to increase.
…
Spring passed and autumn came.
In the blink of an eye.
Ten years passed by like the passing of a white horse, never to return.
Han Yan had finally broken through to the eighth level of the Void Amalgamation Stage!
After consolidating his cultivation, Han Yan walked out of the cave residence. First, he checked the health of the Fusang Tree. Then, he found Heiyu Ji and taught him magic.
Heiyu Ji was constantly transforming into the Dark Infernal Phoenix. His cultivation was also constantly increasing. Now, he was already comparable to a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.
The cultivation realm of demons was different from that of humans, but it was mainly the Nascent Soul Realm that was different. The cultivation realm after that was still the same. Demons did not have Nascent Souls, but they could refine demon cores and Essence Souls.
Han Yan did not want Tengu to be able to defeat Heiyu Ji after wandering outside for so long. If that happened, his Dao heart would be damaged.
Cultivation was not as good as fighting for opportunities?
Impossible!
That was only for mortals!
After teaching Heiyu Ji, Han Yan found Xing Hongxuan at the back of the mountain. It was rare for Xing Hongxuan to be cultivating in seclusion and not go out.
Han Yan decided to teach her some Dharma spells to increase her life-saving means.
Xing Hongxuan was pleasantly surprised when she found out. The tenderness in her eyes seemed to be about to overflow.
After teaching for more than ten days, Han Yan was about to return to his cave abode when he suddenly sensed two auras approaching the Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain.
One of them was Huang Jihao.
Han Yan learned through his connections that Huang Jihao had already joined the True Martial Sect in the West Abyss State.
The other person's cultivation level was very high. He was probably an expert of the True Martial Sect.
Han Yan immediately checked the strongest person around the Jade Pure Sect other than him.
[Shangguan Qiujian: Ninth level of the Void Amalgamation Realm, Sword-Bearing Elder of the True Martial Sect]
Ninth level of the Void Amalgamation Realm?
Han Yan closed his eyes and began the simulation trial.
A few seconds later, he found a way to insta-kill Shangguan Qiujian.
He immediately disappeared.
At the same time.
Huang Jihao led a blue-robed man towards the Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain. They were less than three kilometers away.
Looking at the majestic Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain in the distance, Shangguan Qiujian smiled and said, "Is there really a sword expert here? I don't feel a particularly strong sword intent. "
Huang Jihao was about to speak when he saw Han Yan slowly flying over on his sword.
Huang Jihao hurriedly bowed and cupped his fists. He said in a trembling voice, "Huang Jihao greets Senior!"
Senior?
Shangguan Qiujian frowned. This person didn't look strong, but he was very handsome.
Wait!
Like Wei Yuan and Daoist Calm Sky, Shangguan Qiujian quickly sensed that something was amiss.
This fellow was covered in Numinous treasures!
Even the Sword-Bearing Elder of the True Martial Sect had never seen such a luxurious cultivator.
Han Yan flew in front of Huang Jihao and asked, "Why are you here at the Jade Pure Sect?"
As long as Huang Jihao said anything that was detrimental to the Jade Pure Sect, Han Yan would immediately go all out!
He would not force him!
He could not allow another stain like Daoist Calm Sky to appear!
Huang Jihao said respectfully, "Senior, we are here to spar with you. The person behind me is the number one sword cultivator of the True Martial Sect in the West Abyss State. He wants to spar with you. Don't worry, it's just a spar. It won't affect the Jade Pure Sect, much less the relationship between the Jade Pure Sect and the True Martial Sect. We'll stop here."
Spar?
Han Yan looked at Shangguan Qiujian with a strange expression.
How dare you!
Shangguan Qiujian thought that he was frightened by his reputation and chuckled. "Fellow Daoist, don't worry. It won't harm your life or cultivation."
Han Yan sighed. "I'm afraid of trouble."
Shangguan Qiujian frowned. Was this fellow afraid?
"How about this? I'll attack once. If you can take it, it'll be my loss!" Han Yan waved his hand.
Huang Jihao's eyelids twitched.
He couldn't help but recall his nightmare.
Shangguan Qiujian said, "Alright!"
He could already tell that although Han Yan had many numinous treasures, he was clearly guilty. Since that was the case, it was better to end it early.
Just as he finished speaking, Han Yan suddenly took out the Primordial Judgment Sword and slashed at Shangguan Qiujian.
Han Yan seemed to have teleported in front of Shangguan Qiujian and directly used the Heavenly Punishment Ghost Deity Sword.
The Six Paths spirit energy of the eighth level of the Void Amalgamation Realm erupted like a torrent and poured into the Primordial Judgment Sword. A black sword aura swept across the sky, and time seemed to have stopped.
Shangguan Qiujian's eyes widened as he touched the sword at his waist.
Not good!
Too fast!
It was too late!
The terrifying sword aura sealed Shangguan Qiujian, causing him to feel as if he had fallen into the netherworld. Even his soul was trembling.
How many years had it been!
Shangguan Qiujian actually smelled the scent of death again!
Most importantly, he didn't even have the chance to resist.
Boom!
The forest behind him was stirred up by the sword aura, and it was like a violent storm.
Shangguan Qiujian thought that he was dead, but in reality, he wasn't.
The Primordial Judgment Sword hung above Shangguan Qiujian's forehead. Shangguan Qiujian could see his face filled with despair through the reflection of the sword. Large beads of cold sweat quickly appeared on his forehead.
Han Yan wielded the sword with one hand. His golden robes fluttered, and the Earth Emperor's Soul Ward on his Frost Lord's Glazed Crown swayed like flames.
His cold expression made Shangguan Qiujian feel as if he saw a sword immortal at the end of the Sword Dao.
"You don't seem to be able to take it," Han Yan said softly.
Plop!
Shangguan Qiujian's legs went soft as he knelt on the ground.
This great cultivator at the ninth level of the Void Amalgamation Realm was so frightened by Han Yan's sword that he fell to the ground. Huang Jihao, who was beside him, didn't reveal a shocked expression. Instead, he smiled bitterly.
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