Chapter 483
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Boom!
The deafening sound of a terrifying collision suddenly rang out from the Hundred Mountains Immortal River.
Han Yan, who was cultivating, opened his eyes and saw that Jiang Dugu wanted to force his way into the training hall.
He was courting death!
Han Yan cursed inwardly as he checked Jiang Dugu's cultivation.
Middle-stage Quasi-Saint!
How dare he barge into his training hall?
Han Yan sighed. No matter how hard Jiang Dugu tried to break into the training hall, he could not break in.
It was just that the commotion was too great!
The Secret Sect disciples spread out their Divine Senses and captured Jiang Dugu's figure.
"It's him …"
Zhou Fan's expression changed slightly and revealed a look of anger.
Long Hao was the same.
At this moment, the guard Sima Yi suddenly rushed out of the training hall.
Boom! Boom! Boom …
Outside the training hall, the sound of explosions rang out one after another. The mountains and rivers shook and the wind stirred up the sea of clouds.
Everyone from the Secret Sect went to the edge of the training hall to watch the battle.
Sima Yi was Shi Dudao's clone. The battle with Jiang Dugu would definitely be an earth-shattering battle.
Jiang Dugu was completely suppressed!
Sima Yi placed his left hand behind his waist and used his right hand to condense a pagoda with his magic power. With his finger, the pagoda suppressed Jiang Dugu so quickly that Jiang Dugu could not react at all.
The pagoda was not huge but every time it fell, the ground would collapse and visible cracks would appear in the space like twisting black centipedes. It was ferocious and terrifying.
"Shi Dudao! How is this possible! "
Jiang Dugu's eyes widened in disbelief.
Sima Yi's arms shook and terrifying magic power exploded like a tidal wave. It quickly covered the clouds and brought darkness to the world.
Jiang Dugu's expression changed drastically and he immediately fled.
Sima Yi did not chase after him. He stopped and returned to the training hall.
Zhou Fan, Long Hao, Hao Tian and the others were dumbfounded.
They knew that the training hall's guards were very strong but they did not expect them to be so strong. Jiang Dugu had not even used his treasure and was scared away.
At least by letting Jiang Dugu go, Han Yan wanted to intimidate the School of Destiny so that they would not find trouble with him.
Han Yan did not care if the Saints knew.
So be it!
How dare they enter the Immortal World to beat him up?
Han Yan smiled and continued to cultivate.
It had been more than two thousand years since the last breakthrough. With Han Yan's cultivation speed, it would not be difficult for him to make another breakthrough within five thousand years.
…
Outside the 33 levels of heaven.
Jiang Dugu knelt in front of Li Muyi. Li Muyi's entire body was shining with light, like a god that had opened the heavens.
"Really?" Li Muyi asked in a deep voice.
Jiang Dugu's expression was ugly as he said, "That's right, it is indeed Shi Dudao."
Li Muyi said, "Shi Dudao is cultivating in the Southern Extremity Celestial Lord's dojo, it can't be him."
He pinched his fingers to calculate, but found that he couldn't divine that dojo.
Something was wrong!
Jiang Dugu said in a deep voice, "The most important thing is that dojo. I tried my best, but I couldn't break through its array. I have a feeling that … I'm trying to break into a saint's dojo!"
"Impossible!"
Li Muyi said resolutely.
Jiang Dugu was silent.
Li Muyi also fell silent. After several breaths, he said, "I will go and take a look myself."
Jiang Dugu's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded.
Saints couldn't enter the Celestial World personally, but it wasn't difficult for them to send their clones or Dharma Manifestations.
…
50 years later.
Han Yan was cultivating in the Taoist temple when he suddenly heard someone preaching the Dao. The voice was like an illusion, coming from afar.
He opened his eyes and immediately checked the strong enemies around the dojo.
[Li Muyi: Great Circle Quasi-Saint, one of the Three Corpses of a Saint]
Oh!
He's here indeed!
Han Yan had already expected to attract the Saint's attention, so he wasn't flustered or surprised.
He closed his eyes again and began the simulation trial with Li Muyi.
He directly fought with all his strength.
That was close!
Fortunately, he could kill him instantly!
Even if it was a Saint's clone, his cultivation was only at the Quasi-Saint level. How could he defeat Han Yan?
Han Yan was completely relieved and began to focus on cultivating.
With the array, even if the disciples were bewitched, they couldn't break out.
The disciples of the Yin Sect soon heard Li Muyi's preaching and rushed in that direction, arriving at the edge of the dojo.
Li Muyi was preaching halfway up a mountain. He shook his head and wore ordinary clothes, looking like a mountain villager. However, there were no villagers in this era.
Connate lifeforms ran towards him from all directions. It was a spectacular scene.
"Who is that guy?" Jiang Yi said unhappily.
They were used to Han Yan's preaching, so they weren't interested in Li Muyi's preaching.
The Supremacy Dao's eyes flickered. "Should we deal with him?"
This was the Yin Sect's territory!
Murong Qi said, "Don't be anxious. Let's wait and see. There might be a trap. Don't forget about Jiang Dugu from before. The Yin Sect might have been exposed!"
Hearing that, the other disciples' expressions became solemn.
They scanned Li Muyi with their Divine Telekinesis and were shocked to find that they couldn't see through Li Muyi.
Now, they didn't dare to think about leaving.
Hao Tian's figure appeared above Long Hao's head. He said in a low voice, "A Saint's clone!"
Everyone was shocked.
Li Muyi seemed to have heard Hao Tian's voice and couldn't help but glance at Hao Tian.
Hao Tian was so frightened that he immediately shrank back into Long Hao's body.
"So what if he's a Saint? He doesn't dare to come in!" Heiyu Ji said disdainfully.
He firmly believed that if there was really danger, Han Yan would definitely run away.
What did it mean that he didn't run away?
It meant that he was safe!
Hearing that, the others' eyes lit up.
Li Yao said, "The seniors guarding the dojo didn't come. It seems that the Sect Master is confident. The reason he's preaching is to trick us into leaving."
Zhao Xuanyuan sighed. "Master is so powerful. The dojo can actually stop a Saint."
The others also sighed. Li Muyi's mouth twitched as he listened from afar.
Li Muyi pretended not to hear and continued to preach.
Soon, the disciples went back to cultivate.
Time passed year by year.
There were more and more Connate lifeforms outside the Hundred Mountains Fairy River. At a glance, the mountains were filled with all kinds of beasts.
A hundred years later, the number of Connate lifeforms here had exceeded 100,000, and it was still increasing steadily.
It seemed that Li Muyi was planning to set up a dojo here?
Han Yan couldn't help but send him a telepathic message. "Senior, what do you mean?"
Li Muyi replied with a smile, "You're so powerful. Why don't you invite me to your dojo?"
"I'm afraid of death."
"You should have guessed my identity. I won't do anything to you. I've visited you in your dreams before, but you didn't receive it because you were in the Dark Forbidden Zone."
"Then what's the matter?"
"Do you want a Saint's Position?"
What a guy!
Was this the only trick the Saint had?
Han Yan said, "Saint Qiu Xilai has promised to give me a Saint's Position. Are there two Saint's Positions?"
Li Muyi's expression changed. "He doesn't have a Saint's Position. Don't be fooled."
"Is that so? Then I'll have to ask him. "
Han Yan replied in a doubtful tone.
"Hmph!"
A cold snort sounded. It was Qiu Xilai.
This old bald donkey was spying on them!
Li Muyi seemed to have heard something. He slowly got up and turned into a beam of light, shooting into the sky.
Han Yan didn't mind. He could let Qiu Xilai and Li Muyi restrict each other. This way, they wouldn't disturb him.
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