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Everyone's faces fell. Daoist Master Hong Daozi's body flickered as he shot out of the hall, followed by his followers.

In front of the hall, a stream of light flashed as Han Yan appeared in front of everyone. His eyes were ice-cold. There was no emotion in them, only a monstrous killing intent. Back then, if it wasn't for the Tianming Sect secretly allowing them, the Ming Empire's royal family wouldn't have dared to ask for the help of a rogue cultivator to kill his parents. All of this was caused by the Tianming Sect, and Han Yan appearing here was to seek justice for his parents. When necessary, Han Yan did not mind killing people. Even if he were to kill all the cultivators that looked decent, he would not bat an eye.

Han Yan's gaze swept across everyone's bodies. Under this gaze, everyone felt their entire bodies turning cold, their spirit energy flowing out.

30 years ago, Han Yan was already very strong, but he was only a Qi Condensation cultivator. Thirty years later, Han Yan's cultivation had actually reached the great circle of the Foundation Establishment stage, and with just a glance, he could defeat them. Even a disciple with ten star spiritual roots might not be able to achieve such a speed in such a short amount of time. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Daoist Master Hong dao would have found it hard to believe that this was the Han Yan from 30 years ago.

When Zhou Tong saw Han Yan's gaze, he subconsciously took a few steps back and hid within the crowd. Zhuge Long and the others who had previously killed Han Yan were also in the same situation, afraid that Han Yan would kill them the moment he attacked. For a time, the atmosphere became ice-cold. As a Sect Leader, Spiritual Master Hong Dao didn't know where to start. They all understood Han Yan's character, and knew that he was ruthless. No one doubted that if they were to say something wrong, Han Yan would kill them on the spot.

Everyone was terrified, their eyes unintentionally falling on Wang Meng's body.

Wang Meng took a deep breath, walked to the front of the group and cupped his hands: "Han Yan, do you still remember me?"

Han Yan's ice-cold gaze softened, and said, "This Han will never forget Senior's kindness. If Senior wishes to represent them, there is no need for this. Today, no matter who comes out to show their gratitude, some people will have to die. " As he spoke to here, his eyes swept across everyone present. Finally, his gaze stopped on Sage Hongdao.

Wang Meng sighed, and said: "Han Yan, you have already killed a lot, do you still want to continue killing?" Seeing that Han Yan did not answer his question, he continued to speak, "If you really kill someone here, it would be equivalent to offending the entire Tianming Sect. You should be clearer than all of us about the consequences!" Saying that, he saw the killing intent in Han Yan's eyes become even stronger, he laughed bitterly in his heart, wasn't what Han Yan said just now nonsense? Han Yan was an extremely shrewd person, if he did not think of the consequences clearly, would he be able to reach here?

Han Yan's face sank, and said: "Senior, I've said it clearly just now, no matter who it is that comes out to persuade me today, it's useless." With a shift of his consciousness, the green small sword floated in front of him. It then activated a technique on the sword, causing a green light to shine from the flying sword.

Feeling the killing intent that overflowed into the heavens from the sword, Daoist Master Hong Dao knew that today's death was not a good thing. He brushed against Wang Meng's body, signalling him to stop talking, and then said to Han Yan: "Han Yan, since you're here, I'll tell you the truth! The death of your parents all those years ago had nothing to do with the Tianming Sect at all.

Han Yan coldly snorted, and said: "Really?" He patted the storage bag at his waist, and a sealed soul appeared in his hand.

Everyone was startled when they saw the soul fragment. They all had a premonition that it didn't look like it.

Han Yan then activated his hand sign and the technique on the spirit was removed. With a flash of green light, he transformed into Zhu Yunhe's appearance.

When Zhu Yunhe appeared and saw the surrounding situation, he was slightly stunned for a moment before asking, "Han Yan, why did you bring me here?"

Han Yan said coldly: "I need you to prove something. Back then, who sent people to kill my parents?"

Zhu Yunhe had a face full of doubt, "Han Yan, don't forget, when I died in your hands, your parents weren't dead yet, so how would I know about this?"

Han Yan coldly snorted, and said: "You indeed don't know, but your juniors definitely do." As he spoke, his right hand began to emit a large black mist, which instantly landed on Zhu Yunhe's body and wrapped him within it.

Zhu Yunhe's body trembled as he anxiously asked, "What are you trying to do?"

Han Yan said coldly, "Through you, we have brought your descendants here to testify."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunhe's face greatly changed. Once this level of technique was used, his soul would immediately collapse, and he hurriedly said, "Han Yan, stop, I'll say everything, I'll say everything …" Seeing that Han Yan did not continue to cast the technique, he started to mutter to himself. A ray of light flashed, and a palm sized image appeared in front of him. On the screen, it was the Hall of Daylight. The two people inside were discussing something. One of them was Zhu Yunhe, while the other was Spiritual Master Hong Dao. As for the content of the conversation, it was about how Zhu Yunhe got Spiritual Master Hong Dao to send disciples to chase Han Yan down and kill him.

After the figure on the screen disappeared, Zhu Yunhe's spirit body became transparent. His voice was extremely weak as he said, "Han Yan, I've told you everything I know, please don't use any spells on me. If you truly want to kill me, give me the right to commit suicide, I don't want my soul to scatter." In front of a life or death decision between two generations of emperors, he chose to beg for mercy.

Han Yan nodded his head, and looked at Zhu Yunhe who was in his hands.

Zhu Yunhe let out a sigh of relief, turned around, and said to Dao Master Hongdao, "Hongyun, since you didn't kill Han Yan that year, you should have seen the results today. This old man will leave first. Remember, today is your tomorrow. " With a low shout, all of the soul force in his body suddenly gathered together and began to rapidly spin like a vortex. Finally, it turned into a speck of light and disappeared from the world.

With a move of Han Yan's wrist, that ball of black mist disappeared. Then, Han Yan looked at Spiritual Master Hong Daozi and coldly said: "Do you still have anything else to say?"

Spiritual Master Hong dao secretly admired Han Yan's scheming, he had actually left such a trump card. If it wasn't for Han Yan taking out Zhu Yunhe's soul, they would have thought that Zhu Yunhe would have already died! Since Zhu Yunhe had already come forward to testify, no matter how much he said, it would not be enough to explain the fact that there was no relationship between the Tianming Sect and the Imperial Family.

Daoist Master Hong Dao took a deep breath and said, "Han Yan, things have already come to this point. What do you want to do?"

Han Yan stared at Taoist Master Hong, and spoke each word, "All those who killed me back then, will all die today." As he spoke, he raised his right hand.

When Zhou Tong and the rest heard this, their faces darkened and became bloodless.

Zhuge Long shouted loudly: "Han Yan, don't you dare be arrogant here, this is the Tianming Sect …" He slapped the storage bag on his waist and took out a handful of Jade Talisman. Just as he was about to crush it, he informed the Great Clan Elder of the golden core stage. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Lowering his head, he saw a thumb-sized hole in his chest. Blood flowed out.

"You …" Zhuge Long's eyes were wide opened, his body swaying, he fell to the ground and died. Zhuge Long's eyes were filled with disbelief. The speed of the green light just now was simply too fast, so fast that his consciousness was unable to catch it. In the next moment, Zhuge Long's soul flew out from his head and shouted loudly, "Sect Leader Senior Brother, save me!"1

The green light flashed in the air, Zhuge Long didn't even have time to finish his words before he was struck by the green small sword, causing his soul to scatter.

The surrounding people all widened their eyes. They looked at Han Yan as if he wasn't a person, but a demon that would kill without batting an eye. Zhuge Long was a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator and Han Yan was also at the Foundation Establishment stage, but why was the difference between the two of them so huge? "It was as easy as Han Yan killing Zhuge Long and strangling an ant.

Even though Han Yan was ruthless, he was a person who distinguished kindness and grudges. He would not let a bad guy off, and he would not kill a good person by mistake. After killing Zhuge Long, Han Yan looked at Zhou Tong, and said coldly: "Zhou Tong, you should have died thirty years ago. His consciousness moved, and under his control, the green small sword rushed straight for Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong laughed bitterly, he did not resist, because he understood, resistance was futile in front of Han Yan. A green light flashed and entered Zhou Tong's body, he fell on the ground and lost all his Qi, he was already dead. This time, the green small sword's speed was even faster, so fast that no one could see how it could enter Zhou Tong's body.

With a flash of green light, the small sword floated in front of Han Yan. Han Yan's line of sight landed on Spiritual Master Hong Daozi's body, and he said coldly: "Hong Yun, do you know why I killed you at the very end?"

Adept Hong laughed loudly, as though he had put down his burden. Laughing, he said, "You want me to watch as they die one by one, one by one. To let me die in pain." After saying his piece, he paused for a while, and continued: "Han Yan, you have achieved your goal, you can make your move now." As he spoke, he closed his eyes and allowed the man to kill him.

Han Yan laughed coldly, and said: "You're half right, but you're wrong afterwards."

Taoist Master Hong was startled, he suddenly had a bad premonition and opened his eyes, "Han Yan, what do you want?"

Han Yan's body released a monstrous killing intent, and coldly said: "What do I want to do? Very simple, I want the Tianming Sect to disappear from this continent. "

"What good is that to you?" The thing that Daoist Master Hong dao feared the most had still happened. He angrily said, "This is your homeland. Why did you do this?"

Han Yan said coldly: "Can high-level cultivators casually decide the life of others? Back then, even if I am to say that it is wrong, you shouldn't have killed my parents. " His gaze fell on Zhang Daoqing's body, and said with an commanding tone: "Go and take out all the Pill in the sect." He looked at the elder who was in charge of the materials and said: "Take out the materials and runes."

Zhang Daoqing didn't even think as he turned and ran towards the recipe.

The other two hesitated. Their eyes constantly glanced at Daoist Hong Daozi.

Daoist Master Hong dao sighed. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it. Go and give it to him!"

The two of them moved in a flash towards the room and the chore house. The elder, who was flying towards the room, let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground, dead on the spot. Liu Ye, on the other hand, was covered in cold sweat. He and the elder in charge of the incantations shared the same thought and wanted to secretly inform the Grand Elder. But his speed was slower, before he could take out the messenger Jade Talisman, the other party had already taken it out, he did not expect the other party to not even have the chance to crush it, and was killed by Han Yan.

Until now, Liu Ye had not seen clearly how the other party had died, and what kind of ability did Han Yan use?

After Han Yan killed the elder, he pointed to another name and said: "Go."

The elder's body trembled as he hurriedly took out his magic tool and flew towards the direction of the pill formula.

After a while, the three of them brought everything back from the sect and gave it to Han Yan.

If these items were to be taken away by Han Yan, then the thousand years of history of the Tianming Sect would be destroyed. He glared at the real Han Yan and suddenly bellowed: Han Yan, since you have obtained all these items, then you better not think of leaving the Tianming Sect alive. After saying that, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, he turned into a bloody arrow and flew into the ground.

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