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After the formation was broken, it revealed a very large space that looked like a cultivator's cave.

When Han Yan came inside the cave, he saw that in the center of the cave, there was a huge coffin.

The coffin was shockingly large. It was about three meters long and two meters wide, and it was completely white. It seemed to hesitate for a while and was as translucent as an ice crystal. Cold air came from it. Han Yan looked over and frowned. Even with his current experience, he couldn't tell what kind of material the ice coffin was made of.

Han Yan looked at it for a moment, then stepped forward, his right hand releasing a large amount of Spirit Qi, landing on the ice coffin's lid, he bellowed: "Rise." The lid of the ice coffin was lifted off the ground. The Spiritual Energy that landed on it was instantly rebounded back by a large amount of energy. Runes suddenly flashed on the originally quiet surface of the ice coffin. The runes were golden yellow and extremely complex. It did not look like the words of the Ten Directions Continent at all.

If he wanted to open the ice coffin, he would have to thoroughly study the runes.

When Han Yan thought of this, his brows twitched, and the spirit energy within his body was released, enveloping the ice coffin within, and wanting to forcefully lift the lid of the ice coffin. Although his thoughts were good, Han Yan had underestimated the runes. Each rune contained a huge amount of energy, with hundreds of them stacked together, the power was hard to imagine.

Han Yan did not give up, after thinking for a moment, he patted the storage bag by his waist, took out the green small sword, and released some spirit force into the sword blade. The cyan light on the sword flashed, and let out a buzzing sound. Han Yan's consciousness moved, and under his control, the small sword flew straight towards the crack between the cover and the ice coffin.

In the next moment, the green small sword entered the gap by half an inch.

Han Yan raised his right hand, and continued to release Spirit Qi on the small sword. As the Spirit Qi was unleashed more and more, the small sword began to emit buzzing sounds again. Han Yan's brows twitched, he controlled the small sword with all his strength and forcefully opened the coffin. Lifting the coffin was a very difficult task. Han Yan had used up a large amount of spirit energy to lift it, and once the spirit energy broke, the coffin lid would close up again.

During this time, Han Yan continuously swallowed spirit liquid, barely keeping the lid on the coffin, but to lift it up a little, was extremely difficult. If Han Yan did not have a large amount of spirit liquid in his body, even if the Expert of Elemental Infant Transformation Stage came, he would not be able to do it. Time slowly passed, Han Yan did not know how much spirit liquid he swallowed, but finally, after opening the coffin for more than an inch, a wave of ice cold Qi was released.

Seeing this, Han Yan felt joy in his heart, and shouted in a low voice, "Rise!" After swallowing the spirit liquid that was originally prepared, and quickly refining it, all of it was poured into the green small sword. The small sword issued a ding and suddenly flew up, and the coffin flew up with it. Han Yan used his mind to wrap the coffin lid, and then steadily landed on the ground.

Opening the coffin's lid, the scene inside the ice coffin entered Han Yan's line of sight. With a sweep, he could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Inside the ice coffin were countless ice profound stones, each of them as big as an adult's hand. In addition, there were also countless luminous pearls the size of a child's fist. The light emitted by the green small sword shined upon it, giving it a dazzling radiance. The temperature inside the ice coffin was lower than -1,000 degrees Celsius.

With such a cold temperature, it was no wonder that his body would not rot.

Han Yan's mind moved, the coffin on his back immediately flew up and smoothly landed on the ground. Opening the coffin's lid, Han Yan gently carried Xiao Yuyao's body. Looking at the beauty in his arms, Han Yan felt sour in his heart, as hot tears almost flowed down his cheeks. Leaning down, Han Yan gave Xiao Yuyao a light kiss on the forehead, and muttered: "Yao'er, don't worry. No matter what method you use, I will definitely wake you up." After he finished speaking, he walked over to the Nether Ice Coffin and slowly put down Xiao Yuyao's body.

After putting it down, the ice coffin immediately released a burst of ice cold air, wrapping Xiao Yuyao's body within it. Han Yan stood outside the ice coffin and looked at it for a long time before gritting his teeth and closing the lid. On his back, he turned into a ray of light and rushed back to the ancestral hall.

Walking out of the ancestral hall, just as he was about to leave Zhao Family Island, a group of cultivators suddenly ran over and stopped him.

The one leading them was Zhao Gang. His father, Zhao Kui, was not among them for some reason.

Zhao Gang's face was filled with anger. He stared coldly at the ice coffin behind Han Yan and said angrily: "Who are you? Don't you know that this is an important place to our family?"

Han Yan acted as if he did not hear her, raised his head and looked towards the sky, preparing to leave.

Seeing this, Zhao Gang became even angrier and said to the people around him, "Don't let him escape." The people behind him immediately flew up into the sky, took out their treasures and glared at Han Yan.

Han Yan frowned, his gaze swept across Zhao Gang's body, and immediately said: "Scram!"

Zhao Gang laughed out in anger, "After so many years, you are the first person to use such a tone to talk to me. I don't care who you are, I don't want to know how you are going to let the five elders leave. "Today, as long as I, Zhao Gang, am here, you can forget about leaving." As he said that, he slapped the storage bag on his waist and released a flying sword. He pointed the tip of the sword at Han Yan and said: "Put down the clan's great treasure, Nether Ice Coffin, cripple your cultivation and I will spare your life. Otherwise, today next year will be your anniversary."

Han Yan coldly snorted, eyes full of disdain as he said: "You're courting death." He raised his right hand and pointed at Zhao Gang. The Soul-Destructing Finger was released and turned into a blue stream of light, shooting straight towards Zhao Gang.

"Do it." Zhao Gang sneered. Just as he was about to use his treasure to attack, the Soul-Destructing Finger had already arrived in front of him.

Following that, a scene that no one could believe even in their dreams occurred. The Soul-Destructing Finger struck Zhao Gang's magic treasure and directly flew towards his chest. At this moment, Zhao Gang seemed to have been shocked silly and forgot to defend as the Soul-Destructing Finger entered his body. The life force in Zhao Gang's body dissipated at an alarming rate. Then his body swayed and he fell to the ground, lifeless.

Dead …

Zhao Gang was killed in one strike. This was definitely an instant kill.

At this moment, whether it was the disciples of the Zhao Family floating in the air or the cultivators standing behind Zhao Gang, all of their eyes were wide open, filled with terror.

"Scram!" Han Yan's expression did not change, it was as if he had not killed a person, but an ant.

Everyone shuddered, and subconsciously, they took a step back. The cultivators floating in mid-air trembled, and almost fell off of the ground.0

The atmosphere became stifling. No one knew what to do. They had the responsibility of becoming the family, so how could they let them go? If they did not give up, they would not be able to survive the opponent's spell. If they did, their clan's precious Nether Ice Coffin would be taken away. All of a sudden, he looked at both of them. Although he could see the fear in their eyes, he didn't know what to do.

Just then, a ray of light quickly flew over. It was Zhao Kui who did not appear earlier.

After Zhao Kui appeared, he saw his son who was lying on the ground. After realizing that his son had lost all of his breath, he staggered and lost focus in his eyes. After a long while, he recovered his senses, clasped his hands at Han Yan, and said: "Senior, if my son has offended you in any way, please forgive me." After saying that, he waved his hand towards the crowd and said in a stern voice, "Everyone, move out of the way."

The crowd did not give way. They did not know why the clan chief said such words, but they were all puzzled.

Finally, someone couldn't help but say, "Clan head, he took away the clan's great treasure, we can't let him go."

Nether Ice Coffin was a secret of the Zhao Family, and very few people knew about it. As normal disciples, they had no right to know about it. However, there was an exception to this rule, and that was Zhao Gang. He was a direct descendant of the clan. Even though his cultivation wasn't high, he had the right to know of it. Zhao Gang previously said that the Nether Ice Coffin that Han Yan was carrying was the clan's most precious treasure. Even if the rest of them did not know about this, they knew that such a treasure could not be taken away by outsiders. After all, if this were to spread out, where would the face of the Zhao Family be, and how would the cultivators of the Tian Luo Sea Area make fun of him?

Zhao Kui coldly snorted, and said: "Could it be that the few of you can stop senior? "Still not getting out of the way."

Someone said: "Patriarch, although our cultivation is not high and we are not a match for senior, we are part of the Zhao Family. We cannot just watch helplessly as the other party takes the clan's most valuable treasure and leaves."

When the others heard this, their blood began to boil as they said in unison, "Absolutely, definitely not …"

Zhao Kui's face became extremely ugly, these people were the pillars of the clan, if they were to die, the future of the clan would be for the better. Thinking up to here, Zhao Kui knew that persuading everyone was useless, and said to Han Yan: "Senior, this junior doesn't understand anything, please do not take it to heart, senior can leave as soon as possible …"

Normally, Han Yan would not care about this, but this time, he had offended the Zhao Family, so even if he released them today, they would come looking for him in the future. Han Yan was not a good person, he would not casually kill people, but some people had no choice but to do so. Han Yan's brows twitched, and killing intent flashed past his eyes, as he said sinisterly: "They've offended me, do you think that I'll let them go?"

"This …" Zhao Kui's face changed, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Han Yan took a deep breath and said sternly, "Die..." This voice wasn't loud, but it contained an enormous amount of spirit energy. With Han Yan at the center, it quickly spread outwards. Anyone who heard this voice, as long as they hadn't reached the Nascent Soul stage, would bleed from their orifices and fall to the ground. The cultivators that were floating in the air also fell from the sky, unconscious.

Han Yan did not kill them, he only abolished their cultivation, and when they woke up, they would be mere mortals. Even if the experts of the family had the nourishment of heaven and earth treasures, the chances of recovery were close to zero. Not only that, Han Yan had also left a heavy blow on the bodies of the commoners. Although it looked fine on the surface, it had destroyed their spiritual root and caused them to be unable to cultivate for the rest of their lives. Only if a powerful cultivator were to use a heaven-defying divine ability would they be able to return to their original state. However, this kind of cultivator must have a cultivation level above Elemental Infant-changing Stage, otherwise, it would be impossible.

Han Yan's voice seemed simple, but it actually determined the fate of the Zhao Family. Before long, when the older generation cultivators of the Zhao Family Ascension Sect disappear, the Zhao Family will be removed from the list of names.

Zhao Kui saw this and felt pain in his heart. He painfully cupped his fist and said, "Thank you senior for showing mercy …"

Han Yan had indeed shown mercy, if he had not shown mercy, then on the entire island of Zhao Family, not a single person would have survived.

Han Yan let out a cold snort. With a move of his body, he pierced through the air and disappeared into the vast horizon.

Not long after he left, a graceful figure came over at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, he arrived on the island. It was an old man with a solemn expression. He wore a grey robe and his clothes violently flapped in the wind without making any sounds. His eyes were like lightning as they swept across the island. He then roared in anger, "Bastard, who did this, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Kui was the only cultivator left in the clan, he immediately flew to the front of the old man, and when he clearly saw the other party's face, he immediately knelt down, and said in pain: Ancestor, you have to avenge this disciple!

This man was none other than Zhao Family Zhao Tianhe.

Zhao Tianhe roared: "Zhao Kui, recount the details of this matter to me. I swear that I will definitely kill him with my own hands."

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