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Han Yan's brows tightened, and the aura around his body immediately became denser. He looked at Xiahou Ming coldly, and said: "What do you want?"

Seeing such an ice-cold gaze, Xiahou Ming's body couldn't help but tremble, and subconsciously took two steps back. At that moment, he had the feeling that he was being seen through and a cold feeling came from his back. After retreating a step, Xiahou Ming suddenly remembered that the other party only had the cultivation of Eighth Stage of Qi Refining Stage, why must he be afraid of him?

Xiahou Ming coldly snorted, and said. "Han Yan, don't go overboard." He was very unhappy. As a Qi Disciple level 10 disciple, one of the Heaven's Pride of Profound Immortal Sect, being called to this kind of place by the Sect Leader to find a Junior Brother was already very depressing. However, after he found the Sect Leader, the Sect Leader still used this tone to speak to him. If he didn't have to see the Sect Leader later on, he would have already made his move.

Han Yan's gaze became even colder. After ten years of cultivation, his heart had become even colder, and was even a little numb. His thoughts had already reached an extreme point. Other than cultivating, he did not want to ask about anything else and also did not want to interact with outsiders. Similarly, he would treat others the same way they treated him.

Han Yan's eyes flashed, and he coldly said: "Scram!" As he spoke, he walked into the cave.

Sun Yu saw that the situation was not right, and immediately pulled Xiahou Ming, who was beside him, and signaled him to stop.

Xiahou Ming waved his arm, opening Sun Yu's hand and roaring at Han Yan, "Han Yan, stop right there." With that, he saw Han Yan ignore him and became angry. He slapped the storage bag on his waist and a long spear floated in front of him. The long spear was silvery white with a red tassel attached to it. He cast a spell on the spear, and it instantly began to emit a dazzling light. He then shouted, "Go!

The white light on the spear flashed, and flew straight towards Han Yan, arriving behind him in the blink of an eye.

Han Yan's body that was moving forward, suddenly stopped, turned around, a light flashed in his hands as he grabbed onto the incoming spear.

The long spear in Han Yan's hands hummed as the light on it dimmed.

"You're courting death!" Han Yan's eyes congealed, and a huge amount of Spirit Qi poured into the spear, the Spirit Qi inside the spear immediately scattered and dissipated in the air. When he looked at the spear again, it had become dark and gloomy. With a shift of his consciousness, he easily broke the connection between Xiahou Ming and the long spear. With a wave of his wrist, he threw the long spear onto the ground.

Xiahou Ming's body trembled as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

It was impossible to break the spiritual connection between cultivators and magic tools by force, if one did not have a higher cultivation than the other, it would have been impossible to do. Judging from Han Yan's relaxed expression just now, even his master would not have been able to do it. Xiahou Ming was stunned in place. The way he looked at Han Yan was as if he was looking at a monster.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yan had defeated Xiahou Ming. Sun Yu was extremely shocked, seeing that Han Yan was about to enter the cave, he immediately shouted: "Master Han Yan … Senior brother, wait a moment. "

"What is it!" Han Yan slowly walked into the cave and said without turning his head back.

Sun Yu let out a breath of relief and said, "Senior Martial Brother Han, the Sect Leader asked you to come to the Tang Xuan Hall."

"Call me over?" Han Yan stopped and turned to look at Sun Yu, "Why are you telling me to go?"

Sun Yu knew that there was no need to hide this matter, and honestly said: "The once every sixty years sect competition is about to begin. The sect has chosen a total of ten disciples, among them, you are one of them …"

Han Yan's face sank, and decisively rejected: "Tell Sect Master, that I am not interested."

"This …" Sun Yu didn't know what to say. He had seen many temperamental disciples in the sect, but this was the first time someone dared to directly refuse the Sect Leader's order.

Xiahou Ming coldly snorted in his heart, pretended to remind him with good intentions: "Han Yan, this is the Profound Immortal Sect. Even if you're a dragon, you should still be tricked. You're a tiger …"

Han Yan frowned, his icy gaze landed on Xiahou Ming's body. Being stared at by such a gaze, the latter immediately shut his mouth.

Seeing that Han Yan was about to close the formation outside the cave, Sun Yu clenched his teeth and said: "Senior Brother Han, if you don't go, Sect Leader will definitely blame you, when the time comes we will …" She blinked and looked anxious.

Han Yan was not the least bit interested in this competition. Just as he was about to close the array, he thought of what Sun Yu had said just now and asked, "You're talking about this competition between the top ten sects?"

Sun Yu did not know why Han Yan had asked such a question, but he nodded nonetheless.

Han Yan was silent. After a moment, he said: "Let's go!" He took a few steps out of the formation and formed a seal on the formation. He followed behind the two as they flew in the direction of the Hall of Tang Xuan.

The three of them flew towards high school. As if afraid of Han Yan, Xiahou Ming deliberately distanced himself from them.

Sun Yu was the same. She didn't know why, but when she was with Han Yan, she felt a kind of fear.

Han Yan was indifferent, his face gloomy as if he deserved a slap.

In a moment, the three of them arrived at the front of the Hall of Tang Xuan. The furnishings in front of the doors of the Hall of Tang Xuan was slightly different from that of the Hall of Daylight. Dozens of enormous statues were erected in front of the doors, and these statues were neither divine beasts nor spirit beasts. These cultivators were all elderly people with an immortal aura and their carvings were vivid and lifelike. They exuded a huge aura, as if they could come back to life at any moment.

Han Yan only took a glance at them and immediately felt a chill in his heart. These statues were definitely not sculpted by ordinary people, especially the formations placed on them, it was impossible for them to be created without a cultivation of golden core stage. After looking at the statue, Han Yan walked straight into the hall. The main hall was two times larger than the Hall of Daylight, and it had a unique design. Whether it was the walls or the floor, it took a lot of effort to carve the colorful patterns on the walls and floors. This was especially the case for the immortal-like cultivators that gazed at the universe and roamed the world. After seeing them, one would feel an inexplicable yearning.2

A middle-aged man in white was sitting in the middle of the hall. He looked very amiable, as if he had no temper. There were eight people standing in the middle of the hall. There were seven Qi Refining Stage Cultivator s, five men and two women, all of them in the 10th level of the Qi Cultivating Stage. As for the other person, he was foundation-building stage cultivator, standing beside the seven disciples.

That person, foundation-building stage cultivator, was precisely Xie Qichao. When he saw Han Yan walking over, he harrumphed coldly in his heart, "Brat, you've finally come." His divine sense casually swept across Han Yan's body, and then, a look of surprise flashed past his eyes. From Dong Juan, he found out that Han Yan's Fifth stage of Qi Refining Stage was only at the eighth floor ten years ago. Increasing three levels in ten years was nothing to those disciples with excellent spiritual root. However, Han Yan only had less than a star in spiritual root, how could he cultivate so quickly?

"Could it be that he has some sort of treasure on him?" Xie Qichao's eyes flashed. He had become a little interested in Han Yan.

The three of them walked to the center of the hall and said at the same time: "Disciple Han Yan (Sun Yu, Xiahou Ming) greets Sect Leader."

The Ming Yuan Spirit Master nodded his head and his gaze landed on Han Yan. He said, "You are the Han Yan who entered the sect ten years ago?"

Han Yan's ice-cold expression receded a little as he said in a calm voice, "Disciple is indeed."

Daoist Master Ming Yuan did not say anything. A tremendous aura emanated from his body, turning into an invisible pressure that enveloped the entire hall.

Han Yan's heart tightened, he looked at Daoist Master Ming Yuan, with an inquiring look in his eyes.

Master Ming Yuan seemed to not see Han Yan's gaze as his aura slowly rose. At the same time, he observed Han Yan's situation.

Han Yan frowned, the spirit energy in his body quickly started to revolve, blocking the pressure in the air, for a moment they were actually evenly matched.

Seeing that the pressure he released did not have any effect, Daoist Master Ming Yuan nodded his head in satisfaction. Not only did he not withdraw his aura, he even continued to improve. The aura he had released just now was very difficult for the disciples of Eighth Stage of Qi Refining Stage to resist. Han Yan being able to resist it meant that his Eighth Stage of Qi Refining Stage was very stable and his spirit energy was also very pure.

After Spiritual Master Ming Yuan raised his aura, he saw that not only was Han Yan able to block it, he also had a relaxed expression.

Aside from Xiahou Ming and Sun Yu, all of the disciples in the hall looked at Han Yan with different expressions. When Han Yan appeared, the seven Qi Cultivation stage disciples did not even put Han Yan in their eyes. In their eyes, with Han Yan's Eighth Stage of Qi Refining Stage, he was not worthy to participate in the competition with them. Afterwards, when the seven of them saw that Spiritual Master Ming Yuan had used his pressure to probe, many of them had the attitude of watching a joke. They wanted to see how long Han Yan could last.

After Han Yan resisted the force that a Qi Disciple level 9 could barely endure, Daoist Master Ming Yuan formed hand seals with his hands. The pressure in the hall suddenly increased, and almost doubled. Han Yan only felt that breathing was a little difficult. Gritting his teeth, the spirit energy in his body circulated multiple times, offsetting the discomfort he felt around him.

Looking at the rest of the people in the hall, other than Xie Qichao who could easily block them, the other nine people did not block them easily, and all of them frowned.

Han Yan also saw through the Sect Leader's intentions. As he blocked the pressure in the air, he cupped his fists and said, "Sect Leader, the probing should be over, right?" Although Han Yan's cultivation was not as good as everyone's, the spiritual energy in his body was extremely pure. Especially after the dissipating power, the originally pure spiritual energy had become even purer.

Before he had the dissipating power, if Han Yan's wave of spirit energy could release three Fireball s, he could already use six now. This was not a quantitative change, but a qualitative change. The spiritual energy in his body was unimaginably pure. Although such pure spirit energy could not compare to the foundation-building stage cultivator's, the gap between them was not too far off.

Daoist Master Ming Yuan had a smile on his face. It was hard to tell what he was thinking. Suddenly, the incantation in his hand moved again. The pressure suddenly increased to an unimaginable degree. Looking at Daoist Master Ming Yuan's face, he was slightly pale. He had almost increased the pressure by such a huge amount, but it had also consumed a huge amount of Spiritual Energy.

Han Yan's body trembled, and he subconsciously took three steps back, releasing even more spirit energy at the same time.

Han Yan could barely block it, but the rest of the people weren't so lucky. Besides Xie Qi who was clenching his teeth and holding on, the rest of the disciples were kneeling on the ground, their faces twitching in pain. After they fell to the ground, they saw that Han Yan was still standing. Apart from Xiahou Ming and Sun Yu, everyone else looked at him as if they had seen a monster.

"How is this possible!" A thought simultaneously appeared in the minds of the seven cultivators.

After a while, Spiritual Master Ming Yuan kept his pressure. He looked at Han Yan with satisfaction and said slowly, "The Spiritual Energy in your body is much denser than I have imagined. You can be the leader of this competition!"

Han Yan heaved a sigh of relief. If the Ming Yuan Spirit Master did not retract his pressure, he would not be able to resist.

Hearing the other party's words, Han Yan took a deep breath, cupped his fists, and said: "Sect Leader Spiritual Master, please allow me to lead the group for this competition.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. After a moment of surprise, Daoist Master Ming Yuan lightly smiled and said, "Interesting. All these years, this is the first time I've seen someone ask for a reward." He paused for a moment, then continued, "Since you have this idea, I will be satisfied with you. Speak! What do you want? "

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