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3Qin Rouer was startled, he did not know what this matter had to do with the future of the Murlocs, and immediately said: "Uncle Chen, you can get up, if there is anything else we can discuss."

Chen Yue didn't get up, and instead condensed his voice, "No, if you don't agree, I will kneel and not get up."

Hearing that, the awkward expression on Qin Rouer's face became even more pronounced, and he said: "Uncle Chen, I know you are thinking for the future of Murlocs, but Han Yan might not listen to me. As you can see, he has his own way of thinking. Even if he felt guilty towards me, he would probably feel guilty. Otherwise, with his personality, he would definitely not be with me. "

Chen Yue sighed, and said: "Niece, I understand what you have said, I am not begging you to persuade him, I just hope that you can help Xiao Meng."

Qin Rouer thought for a moment, then nodded: "Alright! I'll talk to Han Yan about this matter. If he doesn't agree, I can't do anything about it. "

Chen Yue was ecstatic, he stood up and cupped his fists: "Thank you, Niece."

At this very moment, Han Yan's figure flashed, passed through the thirty thousand meter deep ocean, and arrived in the sky. Just as he was floating in the air, Han Yan spread out his spiritual sense to sense his surroundings and quickly found the only island on the sea surface. Han Yan's feet moved, transforming into a streak of light as he flew straight towards the island.

Arriving at the island, Han Yan patted the storage bag on his waist, took it out, and quickly laid down a huge formation, wrapping the entire island inside. Then, he took the coffin from the storage bag and laid it on the ground. When he opened the coffin and saw the dreamy figure, Han Yan took a deep breath and held the three drops of Murloc's tears in his hands. He quickly formed a hand seal with his hands and waves of spirit energy fell onto one of the Murloc's tears. The Murloc's tears instantly released a soft light, and under the control of his consciousness, they slowly flew towards Xiao Yuyao.

Murloc's tears moved to Xiao Yuyao's forehead and with a flash of her white light, they entered the space between Xiao Yuyao's eyebrows.

Xiao Yuyao's body suddenly trembled slightly, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly. Han Yan's eyes flashed as he sensed Xiao Yuyao. However, the outcome left him greatly disappointed. There was not the slightest bit of soul aura on Xiao Yuyao's body and that drop of Murloc's tears which had merged into her body had already disappeared. It was as if they had never existed.

"Could it be that I used the wrong method?" Han Yan frowned, and started to think.

A moment later, Han Yan took a deep breath and strode in front of the coffin. He then placed the teardrop in his hand into Xiao Yu Yao's mouth. The temperature inside the coffin was astonishingly low. It could even be said that the water had turned into ice. Even so, the tears still melted at an astonishing rate as they entered Xiao Yuyao's mouth, turning into a transparent liquid that seeped into her body.

The moment the liquid entered his body, a portion of it entered the frozen blood and another portion entered his dantian. Just when Han Yan thought that he had failed again, he found that there was a small stream of liquid flying towards his brain along with the frozen blood. When that liquid entered his mind, Xiao Yuyao's body emitted a weak soul force. This fluctuation was very weak. If one didn't sense it carefully, it would be impossible to detect.

Han Yan's face revealed joy, and even some excitement. For this day, he had waited for a very, very long time. As long as his soul aura could recover, it was possible for him to recover his memories and wake up in the end. Although it would still take a very long time before he could wake up, Han Yan was certain that there would be a day that Xiao Yuyao would wake up.

Surprised and happy, Han Yan put the last drop of Murloc's tears into Xiao Yuyao's mouth. This time, the effect was not as obvious as before. It was almost impossible to feel the strength of the Soul Power. Regarding this result, Han Yan was already very satisfied, he stood in front of the coffin for a while, then closed the coffin and placed it inside the storage bag.

Han Yan patted the storage bag at his waist and took out the Refining materials that Qin Xiong had given to him. Then, he took out the jade slip and looked at the blueprint of the compass again. In a moment, Han Yan's eyes flashed, his hand quickly formed a seal, he spat out a mouthful of Nascent Fire, and began to calcinate the ores.

Han Yan spent an entire day and only burned a good ten percent of the ore. This was much slower than he had expected. If this speed continued, let alone five days, even if he was given a month's time, he would still not be able to refine a high quality compass.

As Han Yan thought of this, he separated the Strength Of Yang from his two arms and spat out another Nascent Flame. This time, the temperature of the Nascent Flame increased a lot. The blue flame from before turned black in an instant, and the high temperature contained within it was hard to imagine. The black iron of the ninth heaven, which was originally difficult to melt, was melting at an alarming rate. In just half an incense's time, it had melted into molten iron.

The rest of the ores were melting at an extremely fast rate. After all the ores melted, Han Yan started to melt some of the Level 7 demon beast's bones. As such, he took another half a day to finish melting all the ingredients. Han Yan raised his brows, and the melted liquid quickly fused together. Under the control of his mind, it formed a palm-sized compass.

After the childish shape of the compass appeared, Han Yan released waves of Spirit Qi and started to refine it. Refining was also a very boring task. Every time he performed a spell, the impurities in the compass would be removed. Only after all the impurities had been removed would the compass be formed. Han Yan's refining speed was extremely fast, once the spirit force was exhausted, he would take out the spirit liquid and swallow it, and continue refining.

Three days later, the refinement of the compass was complete. Han Yan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, took out the Deicide Sword from the storage bag, and quickly started to carve on the compass. Ancient characters started to appear on the originally smooth compass. After the ancient characters were finished carving, Han Yan started to carve those incomprehensible symbols.

Just like that, another half a day passed.

As long as he laid the formation on the compass, the high quality formation would be completed. However, setting up a formation on the compass was much more difficult, or perhaps the most difficult of the steps. Han Yan did not immediately lay down the array, but took out the jade slip, and carefully calculated the principle of the array. Not only that, Han Yan also took out a useless treasure and tried again and again. It had to be said that not only was this a waste of time, but it was also a boring and boring matter. Normal cultivators simply couldn't calm their hearts and repeatedly deduce the principles behind the formation.

But Han Yan didn't think so, he was happy inside. He had a very high probability of obtaining these formations. Han Yan firmly believed that as long as he continued to study it, he would be able to understand the secrets of the array. Heaven did not disappoint those who followed him. After three days and three nights of research from Han Yan, finally understood all of the formations. His brows furrowed as he cast a series of hand seals at the compass. The speed of each hand was astonishingly fast. It was as if he was not worried that he would make the wrong hand seals.

Four people were hovering in the skies above the island.

These four people were no strangers to Han Yan. They were precisely the father and daughter of Qin Xiong, as well as her father and daughter.

Qin Xiong and the rest had already waited here for an entire day, but Han Yan still had not come out.

After a moment, Qin Rouer looked at the island in front of him and could not help but ask, "Should we go in and see?

"Don't worry!" Qin Xiong gave his daughter a look that she did not need to worry about, and said, "There's no danger on the island, so even if he fails to refine the compass, nothing will happen to him." After saying that, he paused for a while and bitterly smiled. "Moreover, even if we go and find him now, we won't be able to break this formation."

The power of the formation around the island was unimaginable. Everyone had studied it for a long time, but had no way of breaking it. This feeling was like a hungry wolf encountering a hedgehog. It clearly wanted to swallow it in one gulp, but it had no way of doing so. Helpless, they could only wait outside the array, hoping that Han Yan would come out quickly.

With this, the skies were clear and the waves calm.

Suddenly, numerous dark clouds appeared in the sky above the sea and began flying toward the island at shocking speed. The dark clouds were shockingly fast. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived in the air above the island. Then, bolts of lightning were suddenly released from the clouds. The lightning was purple; this was the legendary purple lightning.

The lightning descended and entered the array, disappearing without a trace.

No one knew what was happening on the island, but from the looks of it, it was very likely that a high-level compass had been formed.

As everyone knew, only when powerful magic treasures were formed would lightning and thunder descend from heaven and earth and destroy them. And it was exactly because the advanced compass had reached this standard that all the lightning would fall. Think about it, with a high level compass being extremely fast, it would be able to compete with the Expert of Elemental Infant Transformation Stage. With such a treasure in your hands, it would be almost impossible for others to catch you.

How could the heavens and earth allow such a treasure to be born so easily?

The violet light quickly descended, and in a short hour, nearly a hundred lightning bolts descended.

Just as everyone was worried that Han Yan could refine a high levelled compass from the powerful lightning, the array formation on the island suddenly disappeared. Following that, everyone saw an unbelievable scene. Han Yan suddenly shot into the sky, flying straight for the thundercloud, and then went deeper into the thundercloud.

A loud sound came from within the thundercloud, and then it shrunk at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, the thundercloud disappeared.

Han Yan's figure appeared in the sky. A gentle breeze blew, causing his clothes to flutter violently. From a distance, he gave off a feeling of a bone immortal, as if an immortal had descended to look down upon the world. Han Yan's brows twitched. With a flash, he arrived in front of everyone. He cupped his fist and said, "Everyone, I've waited for a long time.

Qin Xiong laughed bitterly and waved his hand. "It's nothing, it's nothing …" After he finished speaking, he then thought of something and could not help but ask: "How did the thundercloud disappear …"

Han Yan glanced at the sky, and said disapprovingly: "I have swallowed the lightning in the thundercloud, so it will naturally dissipate."

Hearing Han Yan casually say these words, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. The way they looked at Han Yan was as if they were looking at a monster.

Han Yan felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by everyone, and quickly changed the topic: "Clan leader, how is the refinement of the low level compass going?"

Qin Xiong was startled, then recovered and said: "I have finished refining the low level compass, it is barely sufficient. I wonder how is the progress of the refining for Fellow Daoist Han?" He did not call Han Yan his son-in-law anymore. Although calling Han Yan his son-in-law now was fine, but he felt that if he really did call him that, it would seem to be disrespectful to Han Yan. After all, the opponent's cultivation base was much higher than his. It would not be too much to describe it as unfathomable. For such an expert, the word 'son-in-law' could not be used to describe him.

Han Yan's wrist moved. A white light flashed and a palm-sized compass appeared in his palm. The compass emitted a light ray of light and a terrifying aura was emitted from it. At a glance, it looked exactly the same as the one in the painting. When everyone saw the high grade compass, they were overjoyed. Qin Xiong became even more excited. "Fellow Daoist Han, you've succeeded?

"This compass is for you." Han Yan extended his hand and placed the compass in front of Qin Xiong.

Qin Xiong was startled, and did not accept it. Instead, he said, "No, this compass that you have refined, will naturally belong to you."

Han Yan waved his hand and said, "I was lucky. I managed to refine two of them in one go. Even if you leave this compass with me, it would be useless. I will just leave it in the Murlocs! "

When he said that, everyone widened their eyes. Qin Xiong couldn't help but exclaim out: "What, you actually refined two high level compass?"

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