Inside the Taichi Stele, Ye Qinghan's soul transformed into a human form and danced with the river. The principles of Taichi and Yin and Yang guided ten thousand miles into harmony. The Great Dao rose, the wind and clouds appeared, condensing space into earth, summoning wind and rain, changing the Great Dao of the outside world. With a thought, Yin and Yang were separated!
Ye Qinghan had been comprehending alone for countless years. He felt the rotation of the sun and moon, but he did not feel tired at all. He had mastered thousands of small paths and mystic arts. His battle prowess was incomparable to before.
Fan Yin had already entered the depths of the Taichi Stele to comprehend stronger holy techniques. He was one step further than Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan's eyes were tightly shut on this day, consolidating his years of cultivation. Suddenly, the Immortal Bible in his sea of consciousness seemed to have a reaction. The words "Prisoner Saint Dao Scripture" on it shone with divine light, almost opening the scripture automatically. However, this was only for a moment. The Prisoner Saint Dao Scripture quickly recovered and continued to hang in the depths of his sea of consciousness.
Ye Qinghan was awakened by the intense reaction of the Prisoner Saint Dao Scripture. He realized that he had been comprehending for a long time and was worried about the safety of Kuang Zong. He quickly returned his soul to its original position.
Returning to his body, he felt a little rusty after not moving for so long. He shook his body gently, causing dust to rise.
Crack crack crack!
His bones gave off a crisp sound. His Dao robe returned to his body and his gloves were attached to his hands like silk. They were faintly discernible and merged with his body. His handsome face became more vigorous and his eyes shone brighter than the stars!
"How many years has it been?" Ye Qinghan opened his eyes. He could not be sure, but looking at Fan Yin's body beside him, he knew that a long time had passed.
"It's been a thousand years. Should we go back? I miss my wife and children." The divine bird appeared and said in boredom.
A thousand years!
Ye Qinghan felt like it was yesterday. He did not expect that a thousand years had passed!
Crack crack crack!
Ye Qinghan clenched his fists. With a thought, he used the Dao of Nature. With a wave of his hand, he congealed the air into earth and displayed the mystery. He realized that it was so casual. It was as if he had comprehended it for many years and could use it casually.
During the past thousand years, Ye Qinghan couldn't even remember how many minor abilities and secret magics he had learned, but they were all hovering in his spiritual ocean. As long as he needed them, he could summon them with a wave of his hand.
Ye Qinghan waved his hand to dispel the sacred art. He pursed his lips and nodded hoarsely. "It's time to go back and take a look."
At this moment, Fanyin's soul returned to her body. Her aura was even more otherworldly, like that of a fairy. Her face was filled with immortal light, and her cultivation was much stronger than before. However, the distance between her and Ye Qinghan was no longer like that of heaven and earth. The distance between the two was slowly closing!
"How long has it been?" Fanyin controlled her body and asked crisply.
Ye Qinghan smiled and replied, "About a thousand years. Senior Sister, it's time for me to leave. I still have many things to do. I can't stay in the Taiji Stele for too long. My soul is already in a saturated state. I need to train for a few days to settle down."
"Settling down is a must. After all, you have cultivated for too little time and lack experience. It's good to go out and walk." Fanyin nodded in agreement with Ye Qinghan's request.
Ye Qinghan cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for taking care of me all these years, Senior Sister. Give this immortal herb to Master and let him help you refine immortal pills. It's been so long. The other sacred grounds are probably turning hostile."
Fanyin took the immortal herb and flicked her hand. Her expression was impatient as she mocked, "Hurry up and scram. Once you're out of the Sky Reaching Church, be careful of the Heartblood Guard and Xia Jiulong. I can't control you."
Ye Qinghan smiled confidently. A thousand years had passed, and he was no longer the same person as before. Even without the protection of the Eternal Saint Garment, with his Seven-Foot Crazed Gravity and his current cultivation, ordinary upper level cultivators were definitely not his match. In terms of speed, he was confident that apart from the top existences of the older generation, Xia Jiulong would not be able to catch up to him.
Ye Qinghan left the Sky Reaching Great World and quickly entered the Sky Reaching Church. After asking around, he found that a thousand years had indeed passed. However, it had been a very peaceful time, and nothing major had happened.
Just as Ye Qinghan was about to leave, the Interception Institute's Zimo appeared in front of him.
"Congratulations on becoming a true disciple, Senior Brother Ye. This Junior Brother is just jealous." Mo cupped his fists and teased.
Ye Qinghan laughed and said, "Senior Brother Mo, you don't have to be so polite. Thank you for taking care of me in the past few years. Junior Brother knows that. When I'm done with this matter, I'll definitely come back and help you forge a higher level of Cloud Treading Boots."
"Thank you, Senior Brother." Mo looked at Ye Qinghan excitedly. Seeing that he was about to leave, he quickly reminded him, "Senior Brother Ye, are you going out?"
Ye Qinghan nodded and said, "Yes, I'm going back to the Insane Sect."
"Senior Brother, you have to be careful outside. Right now, there are Blood-Robed Guards everywhere outside Sky Reaching City. The Nine Prefectures are also loitering nearby. They are probably targeting you." Mo reminded in a deep voice.
Ye Qinghan smiled and said no more. He left the Sky Reaching Church and entered the city.
The city was filled with experts and cultivators, but the Blood-Robed Guards had their own characteristics. No matter how well they hid, their eyes were always fixed on Ye Qinghan. It was very easy for them to be exposed.
Ye Qinghan scanned his surroundings from the corner of his eyes, his face expressionless. After leaving Skyspan City, he thought to himself, There are a total of thirty-seven Blood-Robed Guards along the way. Thirteen of them are at the upper level, and three of them are at the Mystic realm. It seems like Xia Jiulong still respects me.
As soon as he left Sky Reaching City, he felt a powerful force staring at him.
Ye Qinghan raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw a powerful young man. Although he didn't know his name, he knew that he was one of the Nine Prefectures. He had met him once in the Shrouding Sky Secret Realm.
Boom!
Ye Qinghan stomped on the ground and soared into the sky. In a few flashes, he was far away from Sky Reaching City.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
As soon as Ye Qinghan left, the powerful young man chased after him. Following closely, three ordinary-looking experts rushed out of Sky Reaching City. They were several times faster than the young man. In the blink of an eye, they had covered three thousand li.
"Inform His Highness the Crown Prince that the snake has been dispatched. The operation to capture the snake has begun."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man changed his direction and stopped chasing after Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan increased his speed, unwilling to be entangled with them. With a few flashes, he left, leaving behind even an afterimage.
However, the three Blood-Robed Guards were still Upper Realm cultivators. Moreover, they were peak existences. In a short time, they were able to close the distance. Their explosive power was much greater than that of Middle Realm cultivators.
Ye Qinghan turned his head and glanced at the three Blood-Robed Guards. He snorted disdainfully. "Three Upper Realm Blood-Robed Guards. They are indeed powerful, but they are still lacking if they want to catch up to me."
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan stepped on the stars. His strange footwork increased his speed by several times. In the time it took for an incense stick to burn, he had shaken off the three experts behind him.
Two hours later, the three Blood-Robed Guards had completely lost Ye Qinghan.
"Purple Guard, inform His Highness that we've lost track of Snake. Have him quickly come to our rescue," the leader of the Blood-Robed Guards said in a low voice.
One of the Blood-Robed Guards behind him quickly left. Only two Blood-Robed Guards continued their pursuit. They were still heading in the same direction as Ye Qinghan, heading toward the Eternal Sword Dao Sacred Land.
At this moment, Xia Jiulong stood on Eight Face Mountain in the Western Xiang Sacred Land with a sinister smile. He was neither too fast nor too slow, silently waiting for Ye Qinghan to walk into his trap.
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