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His heart turned cold, and he went all out.

Han Yan took a deep breath and released five streaks of spiritual strength finger at the five of them. After the five streaks of white light flashed past, they directly flew toward their bodies.

The bodies of the five people could not help but tremble, of which four could not withstand the corrosion of the spiritual strength finger and fell to the ground, dead. Only one person managed to survive. His body staggered and he almost fell to the ground. After a long while, he finally managed to stabilize himself and spoke hatefully towards Han Yan: "You are stronger than I have imagined. However, if you kill a State of Zhao cultivator, you will sooner or later die at the hands of the Master Ancestor."

The thing that Han Yan was the least afraid of was threats, so with a raise of his hand, he released the spiritual strength finger, taking away the opponent's life.

After killing the opponent, Han Yan took out his flying sword, his figure jumping up and landing on the sword blade, flying away.

The river beneath his feet was called the Eastsource River. The river surface was three thousand meters wide and stretched out for ten thousand kilometers. On one side was the State of Zhao, and on the other was the Tang Kingdom.

Han Yan flew past the East Ocean River, raised his head and looked ahead. After holding back the direction, he quickly flew over.

Three days later, Han Yan appeared at the foot of a mountain. After releasing his consciousness, he felt that the spirit energy here was extremely dense, not much weaker than the main peak of Tianming Sect, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. No wonder why the Tang Kingdom's strongest sect in the Ten Directions Continent, such a dense place, was afraid that it would not be able to cultivate high-level cultivators?

Glancing at the mountain peak, Han Yan did not fly, but instead walked up the stairs step by step.

Halfway up, a huge stone tablet appeared in front of them. On the stone tablet, there were three large flamboyant words — Profound Immortal Sect.

Those three words contained an unparalleled morality within them. If one were to even glance at them, their spiritual sense would be affected.

Han Yan immediately shifted his gaze away and continued walking forward. After he had finished walking up the stairs, a large white jade door appeared in his line of sight. On both sides of the door stood a disciple from Profound Immortal Sect. The two of them wore the same red robe with the word "Tang" embroidered on their chests. Their faces were solemn as they stared into the distance, as if they were deep in thought.

When the two of them saw Han Yan, their divine sense swept over Han Yan's body, and said in a neither cold nor warm manner: "Fellow Daoist, may I ask what business you have here?"

Han Yan walked in front of the two of them, cupped his hands, and said: "Fellow Daoists, may I ask if Martial Uncle Dong Juan is in the sect?" When he arrived at Profound Immortal Sect, he opened the letter and was immediately dumbstruck. Nalan Hai's old friend was actually a woman.

One of them said: "You're looking for Martial Uncle Dong Juan?"

Han Yan nodded: "That's right, I will have to trouble you to let me know." As he spoke, he handed the letter over.

The cultivator took the recommendation letter and quickly glanced at it. Seeing that it was indeed written by Martial Uncle Dong Juan, he said: "Wait for me here, I will go and report back." With that, he rushed towards the mountain peak.

An hour later, the disciple returned and said to Han Yan: "Go in! Martial Uncle wants to see you. "

Han Yan was startled. He glanced at the two and said: "I'm going by myself?"

That disciple evidently didn't plan to lead the way for Han Yan, as he lightly said: "Keep walking forward, walk for a distance of three hundred meters, and turn at a corner."

Han Yan didn't know if he wanted to turn left or right. Seeing the other party's impatient look, he gritted his teeth and walked straight up the mountain. After walking a thousand feet, they did indeed make a turn, but there were two of them. One of them was a dark and serene path. Along the road, there were green bamboos growing and rustling in the wind. The other was filled with the fragrance of flowers. From time to time, one could see butterflies dancing in the air.

Han Yan frowned, now he had a choice, which one should he pick? Looking around, he realized that there was no one around him. Seeing that the sun was about to set, Han Yan gritted his teeth and walked towards that quiet and small path. In his opinion, cultivators loved a quiet place and would not grow flowers or plants.

The path was deep and winding, leading to an unknown destination. After walking for a long time, there was still no sign of him reaching the end.

Han Yan frowned even more. Could it be he went the wrong way? Just then, he suddenly heard the sound of flowing water in front of him. Han Yan increased his speed and quickly walked over. After passing through the bamboo forest, what appeared before him was an empty space that was like a garden. It was just that what was planted on the ground wasn't a flower, but a spiritual herb. The garden was surrounded by mountains that reached into the clouds. The sound of flowing water was coming from the mountain in front of them. It formed a small stream, passed by the spirit plants and herbs, and flowed into the bamboo forest next to the path.

Seeing this scene, Han Yan could not help but sigh, "What a great immortal's treasure trove." Compared to the Tianming Sect's cave, this place was like heaven and earth. The Tianming Sect's cave was extremely monotonous, there was nothing in front of the cave's door, and here, not only were there bamboo, water, and herbs, there were also spirit herbs.

Han Yan inhaled sharply, and a dense amount of spirit energy entered his body. He felt extremely comfortable, and muttered: "What a dense amount of spirit energy."

At this time, the sound of a bird rang out. Only then did Han Yan begin his journey and immediately cupped his hands: "I am Han Yan, I seek to see Martial Uncle Dong Juan." His voice echoed in the valley, but no one appeared.

After a while, Han Yan could not help but release his consciousness. He looked around and saw nothing. Just as he was about to withdraw his soul consciousness, a wave of spiritual power fluctuations flashed by and then returned to its original state. Han Yan frowned, and carefully stared at the mountain wall, his heart filled with shock: "What a brilliant array, I actually can't see through it."

Suddenly, another wave of spirit energy flashed on top of the mountain wall, and the mountain wall white light flashed before disappearing again.

Han Yan frowned even more as he stared at the mountain wall and thought to himself, "What does Martial Uncle Dong Juan mean by this? Are you trying to test me?" He pondered for a while, then quickly walked up to the transfer array. His hand continued to form seals as he sent out balls of spiritual energy. With every strike, the entire formation would shake. As more and more balls of spiritual energy were shot out, the patterns on the formation became clearer and showed signs of collapsing.

Han Yan did not understand much about the array formations set up here, but he knew that no matter how powerful the array was, as long as one kept on attacking, it would always be destroyed. As Han Yan thought about this, the speed in his hands became even faster, and the ball of spirit energy turned into a straight line, landing on the array formation. After a few breaths of time, with a bang, the array formation collapsed.

What appeared in front of him was an enormous cave that was over ten feet tall. Beside the cave, there were four large words written on the wall: quiet abode.

Seeing these four words, Han Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: "Could it be that I went to the wrong place, and the master of this place is called Qingyou?" Han Yan raised his head, looked inside the cave, hesitated for a moment, and then walked in. Since we are already here, regardless of right or wrong, let's go in and take a look! Even if they went to the wrong place, they could just go back.

The surrounding stone walls of the cave were inlaid with countless Spirit Stone. The Spirit Stone emitted its white light and illuminated the entire cave as if it was day. Han Yan gave a rough glance. There were astonishingly many Spirit Stone on the mountain wall; He did not know if the master of the cave was showing off too much or if there were too many Spirit Stone s to use, but he actually wasted so many of them inside the cave.

Han Yan thought, then suddenly turned in the front, causing internal cavity to appear in his line of sight.

The immortal cave was divided into an inner cave and an outer cave. The outer cave was generally worth a path, or a small cave, while the inner cave was where the cultivators cultivated. Like a family on earth, they had a guest room and a bedroom. The outer cave was like a guest room, a place to chat with guests. The inner cave was the bedroom, where the master rested.

The arrangement of the internal cavity was similarly monotonous: one praying mat, one stone bed, there was nothing else.

Han Yan's gaze landed on the praying mat and frowned, his eyes filled with suspicion.

A woman in white was lying on the praying mat. Her face was pale and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. She seemed to be heavily injured and in a coma.

Han Yan took a step forward, arriving in front of the other party, holding her hand, he used his Spiritual Sense to sense her. She immediately discovered that the spiritual power in her body was abnormally chaotic. A few strands of spiritual power collided with each other and charged towards her dantian. Just as Han Yan was about to sense the situation in her dantian, an enormous power quickly struck his consciousness. His body trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What a strong Spiritual Energy." Han Yan looked at the girl in front of him, his gaze flickering. He was certain that this person's cultivation base was shockingly high. His subconscious masturbation after losing consciousness could actually injure him. If she hadn't fainted, she might have been able to strangle him with her fingers. In that moment, Han Yan hesitated. Save or not?

At this moment, the girl's body began to tremble violently and the Spiritual Energy within her body became even more chaotic.

Han Yan clenched his teeth, grabbed the girl's wrist and poured his spirit force into it. He had read about a similar situation in the book on cultivation common sense. If a cultivator failed in breaking through a bottleneck, he would be severely injured or even die on the spot. Of course, this was not all the bottlenecks, but starting from the golden core stage.

If he failed to break through the bottleneck, the spiritual energy in his body would become chaotic. If he couldn't keep his consciousness and recover from his injuries, then he would die when his spiritual energy went into disorder to a certain degree. If there was someone helping him at this moment, he only needed to inject spiritual power into the other party's body to stabilize his injuries. Of course, the amount of spirit energy being channeled was astonishing. If it wasn't for the fact that his cultivation base was absolutely higher than his opponent, he wouldn't have dared to act rashly, fearing that it would implicate him.

Han Yan only knew that channeling his spirit energy into to save others, but did not know that under the situation where the difference in cultivation was too great, he would recklessly attack and throw away his own life. What was written in the book on cultivation common sense was not enough. It only briefly mentioned a similar situation and did not elaborate. Perhaps the cultivator who wrote the book would never have thought that a Qi Refining Stage Cultivator would actually go save someone whose cultivation was higher than his by a few realms.

The moment Han Yan channeled spirit energy into her body, her expression immediately turned ugly, as pain filled her brows.

The other party's body suddenly had a huge spiral, continuously absorbing the spirit force in Han Yan's body. The spirit force in his body was being absorbed at an astonishing speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely absorbed. After absorbing all the spirit energy, the whirlpool did not stop, it started to absorb even more fiercely, and started to absorb Han Yan's blood essence. Han Yan's arm shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, only a layer of skin and bones remained.

Han Yan's expression changed, he immediately took out the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal and transferred a huge amount of spiritual energy into his body.

Seeing that he could continue to absorb the spiritual energy, he spat out the blood essence he just absorbed and started to absorb the spiritual energy again. Han Yan's arm slowly became full, and returned to normal. Han Yan's forehead was covered in sweat. A moment ago, it was truly too dangerous, if he was even a little bit slower, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The spirit energy from the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal was quickly being absorbed by the other party. The speed at which the spirit energy was being absorbed could barely keep up with the other party's speed.

Han Yan secretly heaved a sigh of relief. If not for the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal, he would have been sucked dry of his blood and essence by now.

This process continued for two hours before the speed of absorption slowed down. After a moment, the whirlpool stopped its absorption, and a huge force was suddenly released from the opponent's body, knocking Han Yan's arm away. Caught off guard, Han Yan's body staggered, if not for his fast reaction, he would have fallen to the ground.

At that moment, white-clothed woman's head suddenly started to move, his pale white face turned red, and revealed a beautiful face. After seeing the other party's appearance, Han Yan was slightly startled. He had seen many beautiful women before, both Ling Shuangshuang and Liu Xihan were top-notch beauties, including the Jiang Min he had killed.

But compared to the person in front of him, the three girls were far inferior. Although it couldn't be said that they were on the same level as Haoyue, they weren't on the same level either. Although the three of them were beautiful, they no longer had any aura on them. The other party's aura was too strong, and the arrogant expression on his face made one want to bow down and worship him.

Suddenly, the other party opened his eyes. A proud, cold light flashed across his eyes.

The woman's name was Xiao Yuyao. Although Han Yan did not know her, no one in Profound Immortal Sect did not know her. Firstly, her appearance, one of the three great beauties of Profound Immortal Sect. Secondly, her cultivation had already reached the peak of the golden core stage, and she could break through anytime. Especially the first point, it became the focus of the sect. Whether it was cultivators with high cultivation or Qi Cultivation disciples like Han Yan, they all had illusions in their hearts. Those with lower cultivations were like goddesses in their hearts. They secretly trained even harder, hoping that one day they would reach the golden core stage Realm. They wanted to be like those with higher cultivations, pursuing those with higher cultivations in the open and in the open.

Xiao Yuyao's eyes flashed, his gaze landed on Han Yan, and asked: "Who are you?" Her voice was clear and moving, extremely pleasant to hear. However, her tone was the same as the expression on her face, containing a hint of arrogance.

Han Yan's consciousness swept across the other party's body, discovering that the other party's cultivation level was extremely deep, he immediately cupped his hands and said: "I am Han Yan, do you know if senior is Martial Uncle Dong Juan?"

Xiao Yuyao's brows twitched as he shook his head. "I'm not Dong Juan." She changed the subject and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Han Yan explained the reason for this matter briefly, and then said apologetically: "This junior accidentally went down the wrong path, and disturbed Senior's training. Please forgive me." He knew in his heart that the opponent's cultivation base was at least in the Aurous Core stage. If such a powerful expert wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as flipping his hand. He hoped that the other party would let him go on account of the fact that he had saved her just now.

Xiao Yuyao sized up Han Yan and said indifferently: "Do you think I can believe your words?" Her body suddenly released a huge aura, flying straight at Han Yan.1

Under this aura, Han Yan's breathing became hurried, and he hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Senior, this junior indeed had no intention of breaking in, and did not have any evil intentions." As he spoke to here, he saw that the other party had retracted his consciousness. Gritting his teeth, he said, "If I hadn't interfered earlier, you would have been dead."

Xiao Yuyao's eyes flashed with doubt, the situation just now was indeed filled with danger. Even though she was unconscious, her consciousness was clear, and she knew what the other party had done. If not for the fact that Han Yan helped her, with her personality, she would have killed him on the spot. At the same time, she was also confused about what kind of technique she was training in and why her body had such a large amount of spiritual power. Her consciousness swept across Han Yan's body, and found that the spirit energy within Han Yan's body was not only pure, the whirlpool of spirit energy was also several times larger than that of ordinary cultivators. She couldn't help but become curious, and asked: "What kind of cultivation technique are you cultivating?"

After Han Yan explained the cultivation method to everyone, he said, "Senior, this junior does not wish to hide anything."

Xiao Yuyao knew that she could not get the answer, and she did not know if what the other party said was true or not. After all, Han Yan's current situation was outside of her scope of knowledge. How could a cultivator, who had not even reached one star in spiritual root, reach the level of Fifth stage of Qi Refining Stage? Also, if the opponent really cultivates like that, why is the spiritual energy vortex so huge? How can the spiritual energy within his body be so pure?

However, Xiao Yuyao was not interested in these. Even if the other party had some secrets, she did not care. It was not that she did not think Han Yan had treasures, but after thinking about it for a while, she felt that it was impossible. If there really was a treasure on Han Yan's body, how could the cultivators of Tianming Sect not be able to discover it? He would even run to the Profound Immortal Sect.

These thoughts flashed past Xiao Yuyao's mind. She looked at Han Yan and said: "You can go! If you continue to walk along the other small path, the third would be Dong Juan's cave. " After saying that, he waved his sleeves, and released a huge amount of spirit energy. Han Yan's body flew out, and in the blink of an eye, he flew to the cave. The spiritual power did not stop. It carried him to the small path in the bamboo forest and then disappeared.

Han Yan's body fell from the sky, spinning in the air before landing on the ground nimbly.

"Pa, pa!" At this moment, a burst of applause came from behind him.

Han Yan turned around and saw a woman in a purple dress leaning against a bamboo that was as thick as a bowl. Her purple clothes were like a veil, outlining her exquisite figure. Her face was equally beautiful, not much less than Xiao Yuyao's. However, their auras were completely different. One was arrogant and the other was charming.

Meng Ruyan smiled, it was a smile that was extremely tempting, with a purple robe covering her body, with the collar open wide, revealing her fair skin that was as fair as jade. His chest, in particular, was faintly discernible. A normal man would definitely have a nosebleed if he took a glance at it. In addition to his tempting gaze, not many cultivators could withstand it.

This was the first time Han Yan saw a cultivator wearing this kind of clothes, and he could not help but be slightly startled. In the blink of an eye, his gaze recovered to normal, becoming deep and cold. If he was not in Profound Immortal Sect, Han Yan would have thought that he had met the lady from the mortal world. The fact that the other party was able to wear such clothes meant that her identity wasn't low at all.

Han Yan's divine sense spread out and landed on the opposing party's body. He discovered that the other party was just like the Xiao Yuyao he had seen just now, and was similarly deep, which made him realize that the other party was also a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator or higher. Since he had decided to cultivate in the Profound Immortal Sect, Han Yan's ice-cold expression instantly disappeared as he cupped his hands and said: "Junior Han Yan greets senior."

Meng Ruyan was slightly stunned. She never thought that the other would be able to recover so quickly under her bewitching technique. You have to understand that her bewitching technique is extremely powerful, even Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage would have to lose focus for at least three breaths of time if she were to see it. For Han Yan to be able to recover in such a short period of time, it could only mean one thing. His perseverance was millions of times stronger than others.

The reason why Meng Ruyan had appeared here was actually to chat with Xiao Yuyao. He didn't expect to run into Han Yan along the way, and felt like teasing him. She and Xiao Yuyao had been good friends for many years. She knew that the other party had never interacted with male cultivators, so it was even more impossible for them to let male cultivators into her cave. It was because of this that Meng Ruyan wanted to see how different the first male cultivator who entered her Junior Sister's cave was from the others.

Previously, when Meng Ruyan saw that Han Yan was only in the Fifth stage of Qi Refining Stage, he did not put it in her heart at all. However, after seeing Han Yan had regained his consciousness in an instant, she became a little interested. Hearing Han Yan's words, Meng Ruyan could not help but ask: "Junior? You are indeed a junior, but why don't you call yourself a disciple? Could it be that you are not someone from Profound Immortal Sect? "

Han Yan said: "Junior is indeed not."

"Then why did you come here?" Meng Ruyan was like a cat with a keen sense of smell. He immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and asked, "You aren't junior sister's sweetheart in the mortal world, right?"

Han Yan didn't think about it, and knew that the Junior Sister that the other party was talking about, was definitely the woman that he saw just now. He said honestly: "This disciple had accidentally walked into the wrong place, and thus came to this place?"

"Really?" Meng Ruyan obviously did not believe him. He arrived in front of Han Yan in a flash, bent down slightly, and carefully sized him up.

This was the first time Han Yan had seen such a tempting scene, he only felt a heat in his nose and almost had a nosebleed. He quickly closed his eyes, and his consciousness instantly became clear. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had already regained their clarity. He cupped his hands and said, "Senior, disciple said it was just a passing by and did not know that senior."

This time, Meng Ruyan was even more shocked. This kind of enticement was actually able to maintain her consciousness, and if it was not for that instant just now, when she sensed the blood in Han Yan's body speeding up, even she would have doubted that the Qi Refining Stage Cultivator before her was a normal man. Seeing that the flirting had failed, Meng Ruyan stood up and said: "Alright! I'll believe you. Go! "

Han Yan cupped his fists and bowed, then turned and left.

Looking at the place where Han Yan had disappeared from, Meng Ruyan let out a playful smile as he muttered to himself, "Interesting little fellow, I wonder what kind of relationship she has with Junior Sister."

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