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When Zhao Daoyuan and the others heard the four words "Nether Ice Coffin", they couldn't help but be startled. This ice coffin was the secret of the Zhao Family, even the strong in the clan, other than a few elders, the rest of the disciples did not know about it. They really couldn't understand how this cultivator in front of them knew the secrets of the clan. Other than that, there was another thing that the crowd could not understand. The Nether Ice Coffin seemed to be a treasure, but in reality, it did not have any offensive abilities, and could only keep the item safe for a long time. Under normal circumstances, it could only preserve a cultivator's body.

If the ice coffin was like this, then what was the other party's purpose in coming?

Thinking about it for a moment, Zhao Daoyuan said: "Dao friend, the Nether Ice Coffin previously belonged to the Zhao Family, but a hundred years ago, it had already been taken away by someone …" He was able to become the Great Clan Elder of the Zhao Family, he was definitely not an ordinary person. He understood, if the clan did not have any Nether Ice Coffin, the clan leader would definitely not believe him. Since the other party was coming for the Nether Ice Coffin, he might as well turn his attention to other people.

If this was the case, even though cultivators who had just arrived might believe it, cultivators like Han Yan were incapable of persuading them at all. Or it could be said that Han Yan did not believe Zhao Daoming's words at all. Not to mention that the Nether Ice Coffin did not have any abilities, just the ability to preserve the body was something that cultivators yearned for even in their dreams.

With such a treasure, how could he possibly lend it to others?

Han Yan snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping across Zhao Liu and said: "So that means that Fellow Daoist does not want to take the item out?" As he said that, he used a little strength on his wrist, and a huge amount of spirit force entered Zhao Liu's body. Zhao Liu's originally pale face had become even paler. Not only that, if one looked carefully, they could even see Zhao Liu's body slightly twitching, and some white foam was coming out of his mouth.

Zhao Daoyuan's face darkened, and immediately said: "Fellow Daoist, please be lenient."

Han Yan's expression did not change, but his voice was still cold. "If everyone really doesn't take out the ice coffin, I can only see his corpse …"

"Fellow Daoist …" Zhao Daoyuan took a deep breath and said solemnly: "This old one said it before, the Nether Ice Coffin has already been taken away by someone. Fellow has asked me to take it out, isn't that making it difficult for this old one?"

Han Yan acted as if he did not hear the other party's words, and continued: "Take out the ice coffin within three breaths of time."

Zhao Daoyuan was shocked in his heart. The other party, at such a young age, was actually able to see through things to such an extent. He inwardly sighed and continued: "Fellow Daoist, even if you kill him, it will be useless. At this time, he had no other choice but to continue with what he had just said. If the other party believed it, then so be it. But if they really didn't believe it, and insisted on killing Zhao Liu, then they could only fight.

Han Yan's gaze was like lightning, sweeping past everyone before coldly snorting, "You're courting death." An enormous amount of spirit force was released and directly entered Zhao Liu's body. Under the impact of the spirit force, Zhao Liu's body instantly turned into a rain of blood. 's Nascent Soul flew out, and just as he was about to run away, he caught it in his hands.

Zhao Liu's nascent soul trembled violently, and when it sensed that the death aura was getting denser, it immediately shouted, "Great Clan Elder, save me …"

Zhao Daoyuan's expression became extremely ugly. He touched the storage bag at his waist and spoke word by word: "Fellow Daoist, you want to become enemies with Zhao Family?"

There was not a single trace of worry in Han Yan's eyes as he said: "If everyone really doesn't take out the Nether Ice Coffin, from today onwards, the Heavenly Zhao Family s will be removed from the Luo River Region …"

Once those words were said, everyone was startled. Zhao Daoyuan was furious to the point of being happy: "Good, good, good!" After saying three good words in a row, he angrily said: "Fellow Daoist, you are the first cultivator that dared to say such words in front of the Zhao Family Island. I want to see, how much ability do you have to be able to remove the Zhao Family from the list." He roared, and patted the storage bag on his waist, and took out an ancient bronze mirror.

The copper mirror was only the size of a palm. It was entirely red and there were many complicated engravings on the surface of the mirror.

At the same time, the three people behind Zhao Daoyuan also took out their Intrinsic Magic Weapon s and pointed at Han Yan.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

The expression on Han Yan's face was like an ancient well, it did not have the slightest of ripples, as though the four people in front of him did not care at all. Han Yan raised his left hand, faced Zhao Liu's Nascent Soul who was tightly clenched, and released a series of hand seals, sealing it, and threw it into the storage bag. After completing all of this, with a thought from Han Yan, the green small sword floating above his head disappeared into thin air in a flash of light under his control. In the next moment, it appeared in front of Zhao Daoyuan.

Zhao Daoyuan was always on alert, when he sensed the green small sword flying over, he shouted to the three people behind him: "Do it." After saying that, he raised his right hand and quickly formed a hand seal. He then pointed at the mirror and a red stream of light shot out, straight towards the green small sword.

The other three figures flashed and surrounded Han Yan. Then, they controlled their treasures and attacked Han Yan.

At that moment, the Xiao Hui's voice suddenly sounded out, "Boss, do you need my help?"

Han Yan's mouth did not move, he used his spiritual sense to sense the situation, and said: "There's no need, these few cultivators, I do not think much of them." With that, he raised his right hand and pointed at the three of them. With each tap of his finger, a ray of blue light shot out. This ray of light was Han Yan's most powerful spell to date — — Soul-Destructing Finger.

Three beams of light shot toward the three Cultivators with shocking speed.

Under Han Yan's control, the green small sword began to fight with the copper mirror. Although the light beam emitted by the copper mirror was powerful, it was still a little inferior compared to the green small sword. After all, the green small sword had gone through three rounds of refinement, and every time it was refined, its power would increase multiple times. Furthermore, Han Yan had two powers in his body, the green small sword had the upper hand, this was a very normal thing to do. However, the green small sword had not reached the Nascent Soul stage after all. Even though it had the upper hand, it would not be able to destroy the copper mirror for a while.

At the moment, what Han Yan lacked the most was time. In a situation where there were three of them, it would be extremely difficult for Han Yan to advance if the other three were to attack together. Han Yan also realised this, as he opened his mouth and spat out a strand of divine will, flying straight for the green small sword. His consciousness landed on the sword body, the gigantic Soul Power fused into the sword body, fusing together with the two powers. As soon as the three streams of energy fused together, the sword hummed and released a shocking aura. This aura was unimaginably enormous, as if it could destroy the world.

The small sword s flashed with green light, the tip of the sword struck towards the light beam, and with a clank, the light beam collapsed.

Zhao Daoyuan could feel that the small sword's Qi had suddenly become stronger, his face becoming gloomy, he asked in shock: "What, what technique is this?" Initially, he had already felt that the spirit energy in Han Yan's body was already very abnormal. He didn't expect that not only would the other party be able to split his spirit sense thoughts, his spirit will also be able to fuse with his spirit energy. The thing that surprised him the most was naturally the power he had released after the fusion. It actually made him feel like he had no way to defend against it.

"A spell to kill you." Han Yan's gaze turned cold and the green small sword disappeared into thin air. In the next moment, it reappeared behind Zhao Daoyuan.

At such a close distance and with such speed, it was simply too late for Zhao Daoyuan to use defensive spell. He hurriedly turned around and used his mirror to block it.1

The small sword landed on the mirror and with a clatter, a small crack appeared on the mirror. The cracks grew at a visible rate, and in a few seconds, it had covered the entire surface of the mirror. Then, with a light plop, the mirror shattered, turning into specks of light that fell from the sky.

At the same time, the green small sword no longer blocked. With a slight flash, it directly passed through Zhao Daoyuan's body. A bloody hole the size of a thumb appeared on his chest, blood flowing out from it. Zhao Daoyuan's pupils dilated, his eyes filled with disbelief. In his entire life, he had seen many strong experts, but he had never seen a low-level cultivator that was strong to such an extent that he was actually powerless to resist.

Sensing that the life force in his body was dissipating at an extremely fast speed, Zhao Daoyuan made a prompt decision, he gave up on his physical body and chose to detach his Nascent Soul.

's nascent soul appeared in the air with a flash of light. Just as he was about to use his teleportation, Han Yan's figure flashed and appeared beside him, grabbing him in her hands. As he grabbed onto them, Han Yan's brows twitched and cried out inwardly. He then released his divine sense and began to sense around him.

A thousand kilometers away, Zhao Daoyuan's nascent soul appeared. Sensing Han Yan's divine sense flying over, he laughed heartily and said, "Kid, even though the spiritual energy in your body is pure and your Tao technique is sky-high, you are still older. Haha …"

Zhao Daoyuan was truly powerful, even after his flesh died, he was still able to maintain his calm. The instant his Nascent Soul left his body, he used an illusion and easily fooled Han Yan. The nascent soul that Han Yan had grabbed in his hand earlier was precisely the body of his illusion technique, and at that moment, his own body had also silently teleported a thousand miles away.

The three cultivators of Zhao Family, after blocking Han Yan's Soul-Destructing Finger, just happened to see Han Yan holding Zhao Daoyuan's nascent soul in his hand, and immediately roared out: "Bastard, I'll kill you …" Just as the three of them wanted to attack, they saw the Nascent Soul in Han Yan's hands suddenly become transparent, and after a moment of shock, they realised that this was an illusion cast by the Great Clan Elder, and they secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

In just a few breaths of time, Zhao Liu was killed and the Grand Elder's body was destroyed. The three of them were terrified. He looked at me, I looked at you, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do. Just when the three of them were at a loss as to what to do, Zhao Daoyuan's voice suddenly rang out, "Return to the clan and set up a spell formation to kill him. I'll go find the Patriarch right now ….

"Yes sir!" The three of them cupped their fists towards the direction where Zhao Daoyuan was and were about to fly towards Zhao Family Island.

Just then, Han Yan suddenly spoke out, "There's no need to run anymore …"

The three of them were stunned, as they did not know what Han Yan meant by those words. Just as they were about to open their mouths and curse Han Yan, a tragic scream came from a thousand miles away, causing their hairs to stand on end and their skin to go numb. The faces of the three people became ugly and they quickly spread out their divine intents to look over a thousand miles away. When they saw what happened there, they felt their stomachs churn and almost spit out the sour water in their stomachs.

In the air a thousand miles away, the Xiao Hui suddenly appeared, its right claw was grabbing onto Zhao Daoyuan's nascent soul. At this moment, Zhao Daoyuan's Nascent Soul stage was not complete, both of his legs were ripped off, and wave after wave of infantile qi s were coming out from the torn parts. Sensing that everyone's attention was on it, the Xiao Hui laughed and suddenly grabbed Zhao Daoyuan's shoulder. With a cracking sound, it was followed by a heart-tearing and lung-splitting scream, Zhao Daoyuan's shoulder was directly ripped apart, then thrown into the mouth of the Xiao Hui, it started chewing on it heavily.

After the Xiao Hui finished chewing, it swallowed it down and grabbed towards Zhao Daoyuan's Nascent Soul. After a few bites, he finished eating the huge Nascent Soul. The Xiao Hui patted its claws in a human-like manner and said depressingly: "Why is there always so little delicious food?!" At this point, it suddenly thought of something and said: "Oh right, there are three more over there, how come I forgot about them?"

When the three cultivators of Zhao Family heard this, their bodies trembled and they nearly fell from the sky.

Han Yan's figure flashed and appeared in front of the three of them. He said coldly, "If you don't want to die, tell me the whereabouts of the Nether Ice Coffin …"

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