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Han Yan's face darkened, he immediately took out a Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal from the group of storage bag, and shouted: "Convert into a shield."

The Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal's white light flashed and turned into a white shield that was as tall as a person. When the shield appeared, the shock wave immediately landed on it. A light flashed on the surface of the shield, and waves of shockwaves bounced off to the side, brushing past the shield and flying to the side. Three breaths of time later, all of the shock waves dissipated. Han Yan's consciousness moved, and the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal once again turned into the size of a thumb, and entered the storage bag.

Just then, Han Yan sensed that thousands of miles away, a stream of light was flying over quickly.

When Han Yan reached the Foundation Establishment stage, his spiritual sense had already spread out to a radius of a thousand miles, which was comparable to an early stage Jindan Stage cultivator. When he sensed that the cultivation levels of the chasing after him were only golden core stage and Foundation Establishment Stage, he was not worried at all, he was completely confident that he could escape from their pursuit. After an hour of flying, Han Yan escaped from the cultivators that were chasing him and flew towards the east.

This time, Han Yan was going back to seek justice for his parents. He did not mind killing the two brothers Chu Dong that had been chasing after him all those years ago. Although Han Yan had not reached the golden core stage yet, he still had the strength to kill a golden core stage Ranker. After two days of flight, they finally arrived at the State of Zhao's territory.

The State of Zhao had not changed much from thirty years ago. Of the places that he had visited before, Han Yan had already forgotten most of it, and only a few people had a slight impression of them. Han Yan took a look at the nearby trading market and didn't have any intention of stopping. His figure flashed and he increased his speed, transforming into a flash of light as he shot away.

If someone were to ask about the State of Zhao's number one cultivation family and everyone replied that they knew of them, Nalan family's influence would be too great, even commoners would know of it. However, in recent years, the development of Nalan family was not very good. There were very few people from the family, and it was said that something big happened. As for what had happened, the mortals did not know.

Five thousand kilometers away from the Nalan family was a mountain range called Desolate Slope Mountain.

In the mountain range, a few rays of light quickly flew towards the borders of the State of Zhao. If one looked closely, one could see a person flying in the front and four people chasing from behind. The person in front was obviously injured, and his flying speed was not very fast. The four people behind were much faster than the former, and the distance between the two sides was quickly shrinking.

The four people behind were all men wearing black clothes and there was a word 'Zhao' on their chests. This sort of attire could instantly be seen by the people with a discerning eye. Who else could wear this sort of Daoist robe in the State of Zhao other than disciples of the Orthodoxy's Divine Control Sect? When any rogue cultivator saw who the four of them were, they quickly moved out of the way, afraid of angering the four of them.

The four of them were all at the great circle of the Foundation Establishment stage. They were still young, around thirty years old. What was even more peculiar was that the four of them looked exactly the same. It was obvious that they were quadruplets. The leader's eyes were bright and full of spirit as his gaze fell on the fleeing cultivator in front of him without blinking. Seeing that they were less than half a kilometer away from him, he laughed heartily and said, "Nalan Jingyi, don't even think about running. Not to mention you being injured right now, even if you're at your peak condition, you shouldn't even think about escaping from the hands of us four brothers."

Upon hearing these words, the other three burst out laughing, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

Zhao Si glanced at Nalan Jingyi who was escaping and laughed: "Third brother, why are you wasting words with her? Watch me." After saying that, he took a deep breath and shouted, "Nalan Jingyi, as long as you serve us four brothers well later on, we will spare your life. If you continue to run away like this, the result will be the same. No matter where you run to, you will still have to wait upon us brothers, haha! "

When everyone heard this, they laughed even more heartily. Zhao San looked at his big brother and said, "Big brother, can you let me go first?"

Zhao Yi snorted coldly and said unhappily, "You always come first. This time won't do. "It's not easy to get off the mountain. This time, I want to have a good time."

Zhao San said with a bit of dissatisfaction, "You are the big brother, what do you want me to do?"

Before he could reply, Second Brother Zhao said, "Third Brother, if you want me to go first, it's not your turn."

"Why is it that it's not my turn now?" Zhao San said unhappily.

Zhao Si, who was at the side, saw that the four of them were about to start a fight, so he quickly tried to persuade them: "Alright, you three big brothers, stop arguing. We'll decide who to go first when we catch that girl!"

The faces of the three of them darkened as they looked at Zhao Si and said in unison, "Scram! It is not your place to speak!"

Zhao Si was depressed in his heart! Letting out a sigh, just as he was about to fly, he saw Nalan Jingyi, who was running away, stop. His eyes immediately lit up, and he said: "Look, she gave up on flying." Then, he thought of something and hurriedly said, "This time, whoever flies first gets first." He increased his speed and immediately flew towards Nalan Jingyi.

Zhao Yi and Zhao San bellowed and chased after them. Only Zhao Er was able to maintain his speed.

The cultivation levels of the four were about the same, and Zhao Si was the first to increase his speed, arriving in front of Nalan Jingyi first.

At this moment, Nalan Jingyi had already turned around, she bit her lower lip, her appearance of a Peach Blossom that was accompanied by rain was extremely pitiful, making people unable to resist wanting to take care of her. Zhao Si had played with countless women before, but he had a soft spot for this kind of woman. He quickly opened his arms and shouted in excitement, "Treasure, don't worry. Big brother will favor you later."

Nalan Jingyi shyly nodded her head, then closed her eyes, looking like she was allowing herself to be plucked. The moment Zhao Si arrived in front of her, she patted the storage bag on her waist and took out a set of talisman treasure s. The talisman treasure burned and turned into a half foot long small sword. With a whistle, it charged straight at Zhao Si.

The two of them were too close, so close that Zhao Si didn't even have time to react before the flying sword pierced his chest and he died on the spot.

Zhao Yi and Zhao San, who had been chasing from behind, were shocked on the spot. Zhao Er sped up and passed the two by saying angrily, "Little girl, you actually killed my fourth brother! I'm going to kill you!" As he said that, he patted the storage bag at his waist and took out his spear. Then, he cast a technique on the spear. The light on the spear's body revolved, transforming into a ray of light and arrived in front of Nalan Jingyi in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Yi and Zhao San also reacted, they roared out and started to attack Nalan Jingyi fiercely.

With the three of them working together, the talisman treasure that Nalan Jingyi controlled was quickly destroyed. Nalan Jingyi raised his head to look in the direction of the Nalan family, and a line of tears fell as he choked with sobs: "Grandfather Taizu, your granddaughter did not fulfill your wish." After saying that, she raised her hand to slap at the top of her head, wanting to end her own life.

Just then, Nalan Jingyi felt a breeze by her side, suddenly grabbing onto her hand.

Nalan Jingyi's heart tensed up, he immediately looked in front of him. Seeing the three of them defeat the talisman treasure and fly towards her, he became even more suspicious. She turned her head and saw a familiar face. She was slightly startled. After that, the memory fragments fused with the man in front of her, causing her to think of his name as she cried out in alarm, "Han Yan …"2

After shouting out that name, Nalan Jingyi felt that something was amiss. After all, she had separated that person from her for more than thirty years, yet the other party's appearance did not change at all. Thinking about this, Nalan Jingyi hurriedly changed his words: "What is your relationship with Han Yan?" She subconsciously thought of a possibility. Could it be that the other party was Han Yan's son?

Nalan Jingyi landed on the opposing party's body and discovered that he was a Foundation Establishment stage late great perfection cultivator. Once again, he felt that something was amiss. If he really was Han Yan's son, his cultivation would not have reached such a level. When Nalan Jingyi thought about Han Yan's father, even she felt that it was laughable, especially when such a thought had just arisen. If he really was Han Yan's father, he would probably already look like a fifty year old man or older.

The Young man that had appeared was not Han Yan's son, nor was he Han Yan's father. It was Han Yan himself. Han Yan did not know that his appearance caused Nalan Jingyi to think about so many things. He released Nalan Jingyi's hand and revealed a gaze that did not need to worry, and then looked at the three people who flew over and coldly spat out one word, "Scram!"

The moment he said that, the three of them were stunned.

However, Nalan Jingyi's heart was stirred up by an enormous wave that overflowed into the heavens. Just now, she had recognized that gaze the moment Han Yan had looked at her. Over the course of thirty years, although time had changed many things, the fragments buried deep in his memory could not dissipate. Nalan Jingyi would never forget the look in Han Yan's eyes, because the depths of his eyes were so cold and merciless.

Zhao San's gaze swept across Han Yan. After realizing that he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage of the late great perfection, he laughed disdainfully and snorted: "You're the first rogue cultivator to dare say such words in the State of Zhao. Didn't you want to be a hero and save the damsel?" He continued, "Today, I will let you understand the price a hero has to pay to save a beauty."

Zhao Yi also sneered, "Why talk so much nonsense with him? Let's kill him together."

As for the gloominess in Zhao Er's eyes, the speed at which Han Yan appeared earlier was beyond his imagination. In his memory, only an expert of the golden core stage could display such speed. But thinking about it in the blink of an eye, he felt that it was impossible. Even among rogue cultivators, foundation-building stage cultivator s were extremely rare, let alone the golden core stage Warriors. Zhao Er did not believe that the golden core stage Warriors would fight over a woman. Also, Han Yan looked to be in his twenties, to be able to reach Foundation Establishment at such an age, that was already very barely possible. As for reaching the golden core stage, that was simply impossible.

Therefore, the last trace of hesitation in Zhao Er's heart disappeared. He released a spell at the long spear floating in front of him, and under the control of his mind, he attacked Han Yan.

"You're courting death." Han Yan's figure was ice-cold. With a flick of his consciousness, the green small sword beneath his feet whizzed straight towards the three of them.

Seeing that Han Yan was about to take action, Nalan Jingyi immediately warned: "Be careful, the cultivation bases of the three of them are very high."

Han Yan did not care about what she said. With a thought, the green small sword pierced through Zhao San's chest. Then in a flash, he appeared in front of Zhao Yi and pierced through his chest. All of these things happened too fast, the instruments that were fast enough to reach Han Yan already killed two of the three.

Zhao Er's eyes were wide open, filled with fear. Without even thinking about it, he turned around and started running, afraid that the green small sword would catch up to him if he was too slow. However, how could his speed compare to that of the green small sword? With a flash of green light behind him, the small sword had penetrated his chest and killed him. Afterwards, the green small sword flashed again and again. The souls of the three people didn't even have the chance to leave their bodies before they were destroyed.

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