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0Golden Crow Continent, Western Region.

There was a dense forest stretching for a hundred miles. There weren't many trees on the mountain, but there were many small plants growing on it. These plants were extremely strange. Some of them were only the size of a palm, but some were even half a foot tall. The Strength Of Yang contained within these plants were different, but they were a little similar. The age of the plants was only ten years, so it was obvious that the plants had not been planted for long.

On the mountainside, broken array stone s could be vaguely seen scattering all over the forest. Inside the array stone s, there were even faint Strength Of Yang; On the other side of the mountain, a deep, bottomless gully appeared. On both sides of the ravine, countless treasure fragments were lying on the ground. It was certain that a large scale battle had taken place here a few days ago.

A hundred kilometers away, there was a mountain about three thousand meters tall. It was shrouded in misty fog, making it impossible to see what was happening inside. As long as a cultivator had a profound cultivation base, they would be able to tell at a glance that there was a powerful formation on the mountain peak. It was only because the formation was at the edge of being broken down that it could not completely conceal the mountain peak, resulting in its current appearance.

Han Yan and the others flew for a long time before they finally arrived at the main peak of porta sphenoidalis — Butterfly Heart Peak — before sunset.

Murong Lier successfully opened the formation, and brought everyone flying straight up Butterfly Heart Peak.

On the peak of the mountain, there was a huge palace, all of the palace were made of wood, and looking at it, it looked similar to the buildings in Ten Directions Continent. It was just that the palace in Ten Directions Continent was made of stone on the outside and was built with wood on the inside. The house in front of him did not have a single stone. It was completely made of wooden logs. Every single piece of wood contained a faint Strength Of Yang, and with so many pieces of wood added together, it caused the Strength Of Yang in the hall to be extremely dense. Not only that, there was even a formation to gather Strength Of Yang in the hall, to the point where it would not leak out.

When the crowd arrived at the front of the hall, Murong Lier walked in first. The two disciples behind him put away their tools and stood at the sides of the hall along with the disciples who were originally guarding the hall.

Just as Han Yan walked to the entrance of the hall, the two disciples who were guarding the door suddenly stepped forward and blocked Han Yan, and said sternly: "Without the Sect Leader's permission, cultivators below the golden core stage are not allowed to enter."

The two of them had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage of late great perfection, with just a glance, one could tell Han Yan was not a Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage. It was just that the two of them could not understand, that the person behind Han Yan was clearly a golden core stage Ranker, why was it that when the two of them left, the other party purposely slowed down by a beat?

The moment Murong Lier walked into the hall, he heard the words behind him, and immediately turned around and said: "The two of them are my guests, let them in!"

The two of them did not reply. One of them cupped his hands and said apologetically: "Elder Murong, this is a command from Sect Leader, this disciple has no right to accept." After he finished speaking, he looked towards Zhou Qiguang who was behind Han Yan and said: "That senior can enter the hall, while the other one can only wait in the side hall."

Murong Lier frowned and said to Zhou Qiguang: "Dao Friend Zhou, come in first!"

Zhou Qiguang's face darkened, he immediately waved his hand and said: "No, I'll go wait at the side hall too!" Han Yan could not enter, so he gave him a lot of courage and did not dare to go in alone.

When he said that, not only Murong Lier was confused, even the four people outside the hall were confused, unable to figure out the relationship between the two of them.

Murong Lier laughed bitterly, cupped his fists and said: "The two of you wait here, I will go inform Sect Leader."

Just at this moment, an aged voice sounded in the hall. "Who's making a ruckus outside the hall?"

Murong Lier cupped his hands: "Reporting to Sect Leader, this disciple will be heading to Artifact Forging Valley to invite the two seniors."

Silence returned to the hall. After a while, the old voice sounded again, "Invite them in!"

The three of them entered the hall, which was filled with over ten red wood large chair s. Other than the second chair on the right that was empty, the rest of the chairs were all filled with people. These people were all women, all of them were between twenty and forty years old, and all of them were in the golden core stage Realm. In the center of the hall, there was an even larger chair. The chair was not made of wood, but rather carved from flamestone. When the light shone on it, it emitted a faint red light, making it look extremely beautiful.

The Flaming Cloud large chair was engraved with countless patterns, and each pattern was a type of medicinal herb. There were a total of eighty-one types. These medicinal herbs were carved so lifelike that at a glance, it looked as though it was a gust of wind blowing past, causing the leaves to flutter in the wind. Seated on the chair was a white-haired old man, her expression was solemn, her forehead was filled with wrinkles, and from the looks of it, she was not far from death.

This man was the one hundred thirty-eighth Sect Leader — Dong Die.

The three of them walked to the center of the hall and Murong Lier cupped his hands: "Sect Leader, although this disciple has not completed the mission, I have to ask for your help."

Dong Die's face sank, it was obvious that he was unhappy, and said to Zhou Qiguang: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, why aren't you willing to sell me a hundred defensive magical equipment s?"

Just as Zhou Qiguang wanted to speak, he remembered that it was impossible to talk about this matter, and glanced at Han Yan who was beside him.

When the crowd saw this scene, they couldn't help but stare with widened eyes. Zhou Qiguang was a Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage, and also a Valley Lord. His status was not low, and he was also on equal footing with Dong Die. However, ever since the two of them entered the Palace, Zhou Qiguang had always been following their lead. Furthermore, Zhou Qiguang seemed to be afraid of something when he spoke those words, and did not dare to answer.

Just as everyone was feeling suspicious, Han Yan cupped his hands together and answered: "Before Fellow Daoist Zhou and I came here, something happened in the valley to the point that we used up all our defensive magical equipment."

When these words came out, no one believed it. They truly could not think of what had happened to cause so many defensive magical equipment to be exhausted.

Dong Die let out a cold snort and said angrily, "Kid, you're only a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet you dare to talk to me in such a tone. Don't you think you're being too arrogant?" As she spoke, her body exuded an enormous aura, transforming into a formless and imposing aura that descended onto Han Yan's body. Dong Die didn't want to kill Han Yan, she just wanted to teach him a lesson.

When the people in the hall saw this scene, most of them revealed expressions of watching a good show, and did not sympathize with Han Yan. After all, in the eyes of these people, Han Yan was just a junior. He actually used such a tone to speak to the master of the sect.

Murong Bi'er's expression changed as she hurriedly said, "Sect Leader, please reconsider. He is my guest." She wasn't worried about Han Yan, nor was she speaking up for him. She just felt that the person she invited, if he was seriously injured by the sect leader, would lose a lot of face. If the other party were to leave in a fit of anger, wouldn't this trip have been a waste?

Dong Die gave a cold snort and waved his hand. "Li'er, you don't have to say anymore.

That kind of pressure, instantly landed on Han Yan's body. Han Yan's face was solemn, a look of disdain flashed past his eyes. Then, with a shift of Han Yan's consciousness, both his hands quickly circulated in his body, turning into a large amount of energy that covered the surface of his body.

Dong Die's eyes flashed with surprise, although she could not understand how Han Yan was able to stop him from releasing his pressure, but she did not want to lose face in front of the crowd, and coldly said: "Your cultivation is not high, but your cultivation is extremely deep." As she spoke, she increased the power of her aura.

The pressure quickly increased, becoming more and more powerful. Han Yan stood at his original position like a boulder, and wasn't affected at all.

In the beginning, no one paid any attention to Han Yan, but as the pressure increased, everyone revealed looks of shock. Because the pressure in the air had long ago exceeded the limits of what the foundation-building stage cultivator could endure. No matter how pure his Strength Of Yang was, it was impossible for him to endure such an enormous pressure. However, what surprised the crowd was not only not the end, but the beginning.

Dong Die was unwilling to accept this in his heart, he continued to increase the pressure on him, from the limits of what he could endure in the foundation-building stage cultivator, to the limits of what he could endure when he was at the early stage of the Aurous Core stage. Even so, Han Yan still stood there with a relaxed expression. Dong Die stood up, gave a low shout, and under the condition of no wind, his clothes began to quickly flutter about. She raised her right hand and quickly formed a seal, causing the pressure around Han Yan to suddenly increase, reaching the limit of what a late stage Jindan Stage cultivator could endure.

When the pressure had risen to this extent, Dong Die had also used up a large amount of his Strength Of Yang. Seeing that Han Yan merely furrowed his brows, he asked in shock: "How is this possible? How can you withstand this level of pressure?" Her divine sense spread out and landed on Han Yan's body, wanting to forcefully look at the situation in Han Yan's body. However, other than seeing Han Yan's cultivation, he could not see the situation in his body. Han Yan's Dantian seemed to be covered by a dense fog, as his consciousness fell on it, appearing to be in a daze.

The reason he had endured it was because he wanted to see whether or not he could resist the divine sense suppression of a golden core stage Ranker after cultivating the [Twin Energy]. If he could block it, it would mean that the golden core stage Warriors would not be a threat to him. If he could not block it, it would be difficult to kill the golden core stage Warriors. could definitely be sure that the energy contained in his dual energy could even kill a golden core stage Ranker if he were to meet them. However, this was not Han Yan's final goal. He wanted to see to what extent the dual energy in his body was strong.

Thinking up to here, Han Yan's eyes flashed, and he said to Dong Die: "Sect Leader, if you use the pressure that you're using to the limit, is it my turn?"

When these words were spoken, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. One of them immediately stood up and angrily said, "Junior, how dare you. Do you believe that I won't kill you right now?"

Han Yan turned to look, and coldly snorted, the 'noisy' voice contained two different powers, as it turned into an invisible attack, rushing straight towards the cultivator.

Just as the female cultivator was about to take out a magic treasure to contend against it, that power had already arrived in front of her. Unable to defend against it in time, it struck her right in the chest. Then, a scene that no one could even dream of occurred. That cultivator's body was like a broken kite as it flew out, heavily smashing into the wall ten zhang away, and then bouncing off the wall. Her face was pale and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, even Zhou Qiguang who was beside Han Yan, subconsciously took three steps back, the shock in his eyes becoming even stronger. Zhou Qiguang had already known that Han Yan was strong, but he didn't think that he would be strong to this extent ever since he came out of the scorching devil Cave. A technique with sound as the main component was able to heavily injure the Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage. If he did not personally witness it, Zhou Qiguang would never believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Dong Die's face darkened, she also realised that the young man in front of her was way more powerful than she had imagined. Just as she was about to retract the pressure that had fallen on Han Yan, she discovered that she was completely unable to control it. Her heart thumped, and instantly felt an ominous premonition. She sucked in a breath of cold air and said, "Fellow cultivator, if you have something to say, please say it. I was in the wrong just now …"

Han Yan snorted coldly, his attitude extremely unfriendly: "Sect Leader, I've already explained everything clearly, now it's my turn."

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