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The white light flew into the copper mirror, and the body of the mirror shook slightly.

Xie Qichao's hand that was holding onto the copper mirror started to tremble violently, and the blood vessels on his arm expanded, as though he was unable to control the copper mirror. With a low roar, he channeled a huge amount of spiritual energy into the copper mirror. The red light on the mirror shone brightly and the trembling speed gradually subsided. His face was pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He looked at Han Yan with eyes full of vigilance.

Han Yan stared at the copper mirror in Xie Qichao's hand, his eyes flickering non-stop. The mirror that was able to block the spiritual strength finger was obviously not an ordinary treasure, and could very possibly be a top-grade magic tool, like the green small sword s who were pseudo-magical equipment s or even true magic tools. Han Yan only had one treasure on him, so where could it be Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal? But Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal could not completely follow his orders, and could not be used in front of outsiders either, if he could get hold of this copper mirror, his own strength would increase by a lot.

Thinking about that, killing intent flashed past Han Yan's eyes, he patted the storage bag by his waist, and it flew out. Han Yan then activated a technique on the small sword, which turned into a green beam and rushed towards Xie Qichao. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Xie Qichao.

Seeing the incoming green small sword, Xie Qichao's pale face turned serious. He had long heard from Dong Juan that Han Yan's green small sword was extremely fast, he never expected it to reach such a degree. He took a deep breath and turned the copper mirror in his hand. The surface of the mirror pointed at the green small sword and a red light shot out from within the mirror.

The red light shone onto the green small sword and it suddenly trembled, before it was smashed away by the huge force and fell to the ground.

Han Yan immediately formed a seal and the small sword that was about to land on the ground felt like it had eaten a stimulant. With a hum, it flew towards Xie Qichao again.

The red light from earlier had already dissipated. Xie Qi gritted his teeth and landed a punch on his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence. His divine sense moved and the drop of blood flew into the mirror. The bronze mirror buzzed and emitted a huge amount of Spiritual Energy fluctuations. The originally smooth surface began to emit dazzling lights. First it was yellow, then it turned orange, and finally it turned red. When the red light reached a certain intensity, it flashed and turned white.

Xie Qichao held onto the copper mirror, his face pale to the point of being bloodless, and shouted loudly, "World Exterminating White Flame!" A dense white flame floated on the surface of the mirror. Then, with a flash of flame, it transformed into a white line of fire and flew towards the small sword. The white colored fire thread looked almost the same as the spiritual strength finger Han Yan had used, but it was just that one was imbued with an unimaginably hot temperature, while the other was devoid of heat.

When the white light landed on the green small sword, it turned into a burning flame and wrapped itself around the sword. The spirit energy on the sword dispersed extremely quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye. When the spirit energy on the sword dissipated, a large amount of fog emerged from the surface of the small sword. Looking carefully, one could see that the small sword was melting under the high temperature.

Han Yan's face darkened, he formed a few hand seals in the air, landing on the green small sword. The small sword recovered its spirit energy and fought against the white flames. However, the temperature contained within the white flames was too high, the spirit energy within the small sword only lasted for three breaths of time before it evaporated. Han Yan frowned, on one hand, he channeled spirit energy into the small sword, and on the other hand, he absorbed spirit energy from the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal.

In a moment, after the spirit energy in Han Yan's body had recovered completely, he threw the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal in his hands into the air. He raised his left hand and unleashed a spiritual strength finger at Xie Qi.

At this moment, Xie Qichao was using all of his strength to control the white flames to melt the green small sword, but he didn't expect Han Yan to still have one more skill, the spirit energy in his body had already dissipated, and he was unable to make the copper mirror unleash any more attacks. In this life or death situation, he slapped the storage bag on his waist and took out a bunch of runes, throwing them at white light.

The runes ignited in the air, transforming into countless of spells that struck the white light.

With the flash of the white light, a spell disappeared, and with another flash, a few more spells disappeared. In the blink of an eye, all of the spells were easily dispersed by the white light. When he looked at the white light again, the radiance emitted from it had only dimmed a little, and with lightning speed, it arrived in front of Xie Qichao. Xie Qichao clenched his teeth, and raised the copper mirror in his hand, blocking in front of him.

The white light flew into the copper mirror and started to shake again. This time, it shook even more intensely than before, and every time it shook, Xie Qichao's body would shake. After a few tries, Xie Qichao could no longer control it and spat out a mouthful of blood. His five fingers also opened wide at this moment, and the copper mirror in his hand fell to the ground.

Seeing the copper mirror fall, Xie Qichao's face changed, he immediately turned and flew towards the copper mirror.

Han Yan's gaze was cold and emotionless, as he pointed at where Xie Qichao was flying towards.

Xie Qichao flew in the air, hurriedly spun his body around, and at the same time pushed himself backwards. At the same time as he was retreating, he saw that white light was also changing directions and flying towards him. Xie Qichao's face was full of fear. He did not take the artifact from the storage bag and stand in front of it, because he understood that under this technique, nothing could be used. His figure flashed, and quickly arrived at the place where the green small sword and the white flame were fighting. His mind moved, allowing the white fire surrounding the green small sword to quickly escape, then return to in front of him.

The two beams of light did not cancel each other out nor did they emit any violent attacks. Instead, they merged together and turned into a thumb-sized flame. The flames were as beautiful as ice. Han Yan's and Xie Qichao's consciousness was snapped by a strange energy at the same time, and the fused flame floated in the air as if it had no master.

If you looked carefully, you would be surprised to find that the spiritual strength finger had become a heart of flame, there was not even the slightest bit of heat in the heart of the flame. The white line of fire had already become the exterior of the flame, and the temperature inside was extremely high. To be able to fuse such two strange spells together, there were many unfathomable mysteries within the magic world, waiting for the cultivators to unearth them one by one.

That wasn't all. If one used their divine sense to feel it, they would discover that the two fused techniques contained an aura that could destroy the heavens and earth. This aura was hidden extremely well. After the two of them saw the fused technique, their faces revealed expressions of horror as they simultaneously used their divine sense to sense it.

When their divine intents landed on the flames, their bodies trembled and their faces revealed fear.

The temperature contained within the flames was simply too high. It was enough to burn their consciousness.

The two of them simultaneously understood that this flame was a treasure. Whoever could subdue it would have a powerful spell. From the aura released by the flames, it was clear that it was stronger than the strike from Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage. It could even reach the early stage of Nascent Soul. Just think about it, if there was a talisman treasure that was the same size as the ones made in elemental infant stage cultivator, how many of them would be able to harm him.

Xie Qichao's eyes were filled with excitement. Just as he was about to subdue the flames, a green light flashed beside him and a thumb-sized hole appeared in his chest. Fresh blood was quickly flowing out.

"You …" Xie Qichao's pupils dilated, his eyes filled with unwillingness, "You, you sneak attacked …"

Han Yan didn't even look at the other party as he released a ray of Fireball onto Xie Qichao's body. The latter's body turned into ashes and disappeared into the air. At the same time, an egg-sized green light appeared and floated into the distance. Han Yan raised his wrist, and grabbed at the air, the green light dot was pulled right in front of him. At the same time, the green small sword flashed and floated above his head.

This green light was precisely Xie Qichao's soul. After being captured by Han Yan, he said furiously, "Han Yan, you actually dared to kill me. Are you not afraid of being hunted down by the sect?"

Han Yan coldly snorted, and said: "If the sect could really investigate this matter, would you still choose to fight here?" With that, he looked at the surrounding valley and said, "The terrain here is strange. It is a natural invisible formation that is completely isolated from the outside world. If cultivators don't enter the valley, I'm afraid they won't be able to find anything."

Xie Qichao's face sank, and said in a frightened voice: "You, what do you want?" He had truly underestimated Han Yan, to think that he could actually see the surrounding topography so clearly.1

Han Yan raised his wrist and made a grasping motion in the air. The Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal was in his hands. Although the battle just now had been intense, it had happened in an instant. From the moment Han Yan threw out the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal to him killing Xie Qichao, only five breaths of time had passed. Putting away the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal, Han Yan coldly looked at Xie Qichao, and grabbed towards a place not far away, causing the copper mirror to fly into his hands.

The copper mirror was extremely ancient. Its entire body was yellow, and it was hard to tell what material it was made of. An enormous sun was carved into the back of the mountain, and it radiated a golden light that was thirty thousand meters long. It was incredibly lifelike. The front of the bird was engraved with countless patterns, especially around the mirror, where nine large birds of similar shape were carved. The bird had a strange appearance, like a crow. It looked different from the crows in reality. The difference was that its feet were not two, but three.

"Three-legged Golden Crow." Han Yan recognized this big bird; it was the legendary Ancient Beast Golden Crow. The Golden Crow was born in the sun, and it absorbed the essence of the sun. It was said that when the Golden Crow spat out a mouthful of fire, it was enough to burn a Nascent Soul stage cultivator to death.

Han Yan's consciousness landed on the copper mirror, and discovered that there was still Xie Qichao's consciousness. The consciousness suddenly entered, and forcefully erased his consciousness.

Xie Qichao's soul suddenly trembled, transformed into a spirit body, looked at Han Yan in astonishment, and said: "You, you could actually erase my consciousness." The copper mirror was his treasure and he was not dead yet. The consciousness above it had not dispersed and the fact that Han Yan was able to erase his consciousness could only mean one thing: Han Yan's consciousness was far stronger than his. He really couldn't imagine how a Qi Cultivation stage cultivator could have such powerful divine sense.

He had originally wanted to try and see if he could erase it, but he did not expect it to succeed so quickly. Even though he had exhausted a great deal of spirit energy, it was sufficient to prove that his spirit sense was stronger than Xie Qichao's. Thinking back to when he could easily hear the conversation between Nalan Feiyang and the Nalan family, he understood that his spirit sense was indeed different from ordinary cultivators. Only after cultivators generally cultivate would their spiritual sense increase, whereas his spiritual sense would increase during cultivation.

"Could it be …" Han Yan looked at the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal in his hand, his gaze flickering.

After Xie Qichao became surprised, he asked Han Yan: "What exactly do you want?"

Han Yan looked at him coldly, and said: "Tell me the method to open the treasure, I can consider not killing you."

Xie Qichao simply did not believe what Han Yan had said and said, "I will only tell you after you swear on your soul.

Han Yan's gaze instantly turned cold as he said coldly, "If you don't say it, I can use the Art of Soulsearch." As he spoke, his wrist released waves of black mist, enveloping Xie Qichao's soul within.

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