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Hei Shi muttered something in silence, the spirit energy on his hands gushed out, releasing a dense black mist, which wrapped around Han Tianhe's spirit body. Han Tianhe's face was filled with pain, he tried his best to endure, but he did not make a sound. Although he didn't know what Hei Shi's intentions were, he understood that it had to be a relationship with Han Yan.0

In the air above the city, the image of his father once again surfaced in Han Yan's mind. Seeing that his father was being used as a spell, his body trembled, and his eyes emitted an endless amount of killing intent. He didn't know what the black robed cultivator was going to do to his father, but he had to go save his father.

How could Zhuge Long and the rest watch as Han Yan left? They did not know how, but they shouted loudly, "Stop him, do not let him escape." With the exception of a few disciples who were hesitating, everyone had caught up.

Han Yan's figure paused, his gaze landing on the cultivators who were chasing over, and asked coldly: "Do you all want to die?" In order to save his father, he didn't mind killing a few more people. Since he had already formed enmity with the Tianming Sect, it didn't matter how many he killed.

Zhuge Long clenched his teeth, and said: "Han Yan, you have already killed a lot of the sect disciples, could it be that you still want to continue to kill?" As he spoke till here, he saw that Han Yan had no intention to stop, and continued to speak: "If you kill too many, even if I can't subdue you, the Great Clan Elder will still take action." He did not want to be the leader, but Zhou Tong was already dead, and the rest of the elders were hiding far behind him.

Hearing the words "too long, too old", Han Yan's heart tightened. After all, that was the Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage. But things had already come to this, what could he do? His father only had his soul left, could it be that he could only helplessly watch as his father's soul dispersed? No, he must save his father. Even if he dies under the spell of the Supreme Elder, he must save his father.

Han Yan had no choice. His cold gaze turned even colder. As the killing intent from his body increased, his black pupils turned red, filled with killing intent. When the surrounding people saw the change in Han Yan, they all sucked in a breath of cold air. His pupils turned blood-red. This was a symbol of becoming a demon. At this time, a person's will was the weakest, and they wouldn't listen to anything they said. As long as a single sentence angered them, they would kill them. Most of the time, when the demonic consciousness was instilled deeply into his mind, he would become bloodthirsty and kill anyone he saw.

"Make way?" Han Yan didn't know how dangerous the current situation was, he only had one thought in his mind, and that was to save his father.

Zhuge Long hesitated, his mouth moved, but he did not say a single word. At this moment, he didn't know whether he should say it or not. He could only look at the crowd. Everyone was the same, they understood in their hearts that if they were to stop Han Yan, Han Yan would not hesitate to make his move, if it was just a ray of spiritual strength finger, then it would be fine too, but if he did not care about the cost of death, then he would probably die a horrible death just like Zhang Long.

With the elders in such a state, the Qi Cultivation stage disciples did not even have the right to speak. All of them lowered their heads, afraid that Han Yan would be displeased and take care of them.

Han Yan focused his gaze, and without even looking at the others, he quickly flew towards the mountain behind the city.

Just as he left, Zhuge Long called Qi Hao over and asked anxiously: "When you came, how did Sect Leader Senior Brother explain it to you?"

Qi Hao flew in front of him, took out a jade pendant from the storage bag, and handed it over to Zhuge Long, saying, "Sect Leader said that if we are unable to defeat him, we should crush this jade pendant."

Zhuge Long sighed, and said: "Fortunately it is in your hands. If it was Zhou Tong, I'm afraid even storage bag would not be able to open it." As he said this, he exerted force through his wrist, turning the jade into powder.

At the top of the mountain in the Heaven's Secrets Sect, a white-haired old man suddenly opened his eyes. A sharp light flashed across his eyes. "What is that fellow Hong Dao doing? Doesn't he know that I'm cultivating?" He stood up, opened the immortal cave's enchantment, and flew towards the Hall of Daylight in a flash. After a moment, he arrived at the hall and, seeing that Hong Dao was no longer there, he cast a spell in the air. A white light flashed before him as he flew out of the hall.

After a moment, Hong Dao entered the hall. Upon seeing the white-haired old man, he clasped his hands and greeted: "Disciple Hong Dao greets Supreme Elder."

Chu Fei waved his hand, and said: "Speak! What did you call me here for? "

After Daoist Master Hong Dao briefly explained the situation with Han Yan, he said, "Grand Elder, that Han Yan's cultivation has increased again. The disciples in the sect are no match for him."

Chu Fei gave a cold snort and scolded: "A bunch of trash who can't even kill a Fifth stage of Qi Refining Stage disciple, how do you train normally?" After he finished speaking, he thought of something and said, "You said Senior Zhu Yunhe is not dead?" According to cultivation level, he should not have called Zhu Yunhe senior, but the other party was, after all, the ancestor's brother. He had seen him before, so he should have called him senior.

Hong Dao was startled, but before he could get the chance to call out 'senior', he bitterly said, "That senior died a month ago."

Chu Fei raised his brows, and asked doubtfully: "Dead, could it be that the time has come?"

"One month ago, he was killed by Han Yan." Hong Dao truthfully said.

Hearing that, Chu Fei became even more surprised, and immediately asked: "He is a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, then can disciple kill him?"

Hong Dao laughed bitterly, he knew that he could not hide this matter, and said: "Reporting to Grand Elder, that evil disciple managed to cultivate the spiritual strength finger. In just a month, my cultivation had probably increased by a lot, and disciple … This disciple has sent ten foundation-building stage cultivator s forward but they were still unable to kill him. "

Chu Fei initially did not take this matter to heart. Listening to Hong dao, the surprise on his face grew even stronger, and he said: "He actually learned Ancestral Master Ling Tian's spiritual strength finger?"

Ling Tian, one of the disciples of the Tianming Sect's first ancestor, ranked number seven. It was said that this person's aptitude was extremely poor, not even reaching a single star spiritual root, yet due to luck, he was able to cultivate it to an extremely high realm. Not only that, he also created a special technique. He used all of his spiritual energy to turn it into a finger. He was almost invincible among cultivators at the same level.

Hong Dao nodded his head in agreement, and sighed in his heart: "Fortunately I had kept a trump card, otherwise, Han Yan would have to escape again."

Chu Fei's eyes turned as he said to Hong, "Wait here, I'll go and capture him now. He's someone who can even learn spiritual strength finger. Interesting." He did not believe that a person with poor talent would be able to learn anything from it. If it wasn't for the treasure given to him by the ancestor, even if he had great abilities, he would not have been able to learn it. Chu Fei believed that Han Yan must have obtained some sort of treasure by chance, and this treasure would soon belong to him.

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