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In the dream, a domineering aura rose up to the sky, straight to the sky.

At the place where Han Yan was at, the independent space that was forcefully opened up using a huge divine ability had suffered a huge shock and was about to be destroyed. The surrounding buildings had all collapsed, and only the house that Han Yan was on did not have the slightest change. An enormous domineering aura circled around the exterior of the house, and it was this domineering aura that prevented the study from collapsing.

Han Yan stood in front of the table, and under the absence of wind, his clothes started to violently flutter about. When he finished writing the last stroke, Han Yan raised his head and looked around him. A bright light flashed in his eyes, and then, he raised his right hand, and waved it towards the sky.

The brush in his hand suddenly flew out, transforming into a streak of light as it shot towards the sky.

Han Yan bellowed, "Restore!" Under his control, an enormous domineering aura spread to the surroundings.

This voice wasn't loud, but it carried a tremendous amount of energy. This space that was on the verge of collapsing suddenly paused for a moment and then began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it returned to normal. Han Yan grabbed the air and grabbed the brush, and then took out a white piece of paper from the side and continued to write the word 'Tyrant'.

When the word 'tyrant' was finished, the man suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Isn't it over?"

"Why should it end?" Han Yan did not even look at the other party and continued writing.

Mister gave an indifferent snort and slowly said, "Your dao heart has already been comprehended to an extremely high realm. Even if you continue to comprehend, because of the limitations of your cultivation, it's impossible for you to break through. "Child, everything here is over. Return to where you came from!" As he said that, he waved his sleeve at the space in front of him, and an enormous energy landed on Han Yan's body.

Then, with a flash of light, Han Yan left the vicinity.

In the next moment, Han Yan arrived at the second level of the dream.

In front of him was a huge mountain range. The highest mountain peak had a huge stage, and two people were standing on it. One of them looked to be in his thirties. He had an ordinary appearance and a cold expression. He was wearing gray tight clothes and was dressed as a fighter. He held a nine foot long blade in his hand. The sunlight shone down on it and emitted a cold light.

The other person was Han Yan. At this moment, Han Yan had recovered his original appearance, stared at the warrior in front of him and said: "Let's begin!"

The martial artist was surprised and asked, "You don't have anything to ask?"

Han Yan's expression did not change, and he said indifferently: You are testing my cultivation, why should I ask?

The warrior nodded his head in satisfaction and smiled, "The dao of martial arts is the strongest, followed by the dao of martial arts. "Today, I shall use my martial arts to break your path of magic." The mantra and martial dao that he spoke of was not a dao heart, but a form of attack. The Tao refers to cultivators that use magic treasures and techniques to attack. Martial dao was different. Although there were magic treasures, they rarely used magic techniques. Most of the time, they would channel the spiritual energy within their bodies into magic treasures and transform it into powerful energy to attack with their moves.

This point was somewhat similar to the martial artists of the mortal world.

Everyone knew that cultivating the Dao of the Dao was relatively easier, but comprehending the Dao Heart was extremely difficult.

On the other hand, martial arts didn't have much of an perception. As long as one had enough cultivation, that was enough. Without comprehension, it would be extremely difficult to train one's strength to the limit. Early stage of training, fast martial arts, slow Dao of magic. The late stages of the Dao of the Sword was fast, the martial path was slow, and the path of the Law was fast. After all, Dao cultivators could use magic treasures and spells, as well as a portion of the Power of the Heavens and the Earth s to attack. Martial dao cultivators were much more singular. Other than the layers of immovable techniques, there was almost nothing else that could be used.

As such, there were very few people that cultivated martial arts in this world, and it was extremely difficult to see one person.

Now that a cultivator had appeared, it could be seen that the cultivator who had set up these three stages of the dream space also had a deep understanding of martial arts.

Whether it was the martial path or the path of cultivation, both relied on the foundation of spiritual energy to launch attacks. As long as one's cultivation and abilities could suppress the opponent, it was nothing to be afraid of. When Han Yan thought about this, his wrist moved. He patted the storage bag on his waist and took it out. Then, he quickly formed a hand seal and struck the sword blade out. With a flash of light, the Deicide Sword released a buzzing sound.

The Warrior looked at the Deicide Sword and nodded: "Good treasure." As he said that, he stepped forward, and with the sound of running thunder, he arrived in front of Han Yan with shocking speed. Following that, he raised his long blade and suddenly waved it at Han Yan. This strike was extremely powerful and had an immense force of attack, causing the surrounding space to become distorted.

If this blade really were to land on Han Yan's body, his flesh would definitely shatter.

Although it was Han Yan's first time fighting a cultivator, he was experienced in combat. With a flash, he took three steps back. When the blade arrived, he used his divine sense to control the sword and charged directly at the blade. A jingling sound could be heard as over a hundred saber lights disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This scene seemed to take a long time, but in truth, from the moment the long blade fell to Han Yan defeating the blade beams, only a short half a breath had passed.

The warrior's eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief, especially when he sensed the scent of death coming from the Deicide Sword, the shock in his heart became even stronger. One had to know that although he was a character from the dream, without any blood or flesh, he had a soul and his own thoughts. In these past few years, there had been too many cultivators entering the Dream Realm. Other than a cultivator called Wei Ming a few thousand years ago, who had been defeated by three spells, no other cultivator had been able to do it in one move.

The Deicide Sword appeared in a flash in front of the warrior and was about to stab into his chest.

At this moment, the warrior bitterly smiled and said, "You win." At the same time, he cupped his hands towards Han Yan and disappeared from the stage.

Han Yan waved his hand in the air and the Deicide Sword appeared in his hands. He raised his head and looked at the sky, and felt countless pairs of eyes looking at him. Following that, the sky started to distort violently and was soon covered by a thick layer of domineering aura.

Beneath the Everlasting Tree, the three elders were once again staring in the direction of the teleport array with widened eyes.2

Zhao Qiang sucked in a breath of cold air and said in astonishment, "This warrior's defensive power is extremely strong. He actually admitted defeat in one move? How is this possible?"

"A one hit kill, this magic treasure definitely isn't ordinary." Wang Dong said with certainty.

"What kind of treasure is this? How could it have such power? Could it be a legendary immortal equipment?" Zhou Long frowned and asked.

Zhao Qiang smiled slightly and said, "It definitely isn't an immortal item. The light emitted by the immortal item is multicolored." This magic treasure didn't emit any light when it was used. It should be a Spirit Severing magic treasure. However, it was extremely rare for him to be able to use this magical equipment to the highest level. Right now, although he has only passed two trials, he has completed three trials that others were able to accomplish. I wonder what kind of shock he will bring us from the third trial? "

Zhou Long stroked his beard and said, "The third trial is about to begin."

Just at this moment, an enormous domineering aura came from the dream. It stopped the input of their divine intents and reflected them back.

"How is this possible? How is it possible for him to cut off our divine senses?" Wang Dong's face darkened, and the surprise in his eyes deepened.

Zhou Long seemed to have thought of something and asked with uncertainty, "Could it be that he comprehended something in the first trial?"

"He must have comprehended it." Zhao Qiang said affirmatively, "Don't forget, when the dream space was about to collapse, he waved his hand in the air and restored the dream space to its original state. I'm curious now, he has not comprehended the unparalleled power of tyranny to the legendary realm. "

On the plaza, Sun Yun took a deep breath and said in shock, "To think that he would actually cut off the senses of my divine sense, I'm afraid that only the legendary Infinite Infinity stage can do such a thing!"

Xiahou Tian's face was full of confusion, and asked: "Elder Sun, what do you mean Limitless is unable to do it?" He had only heard that the Dao Heart could reach the Great Perfection Stage, but he had never heard of a realm that Gu Wuji could not reach.

Sun Yun clearly didn't know much, but he still explained: "Limitless is not a realm that cultivators dream of reaching. Once you reach this realm, you can use your dao heart to unleash powerful spells even if you don't think of anything. Earlier, if he didn't truly comprehend it, he wouldn't have noticed our divine intents. "

"Limitless cannot, in fact it is just the pinnacle of my Dao-heart. The meaning of the void of spells, all kinds of illusions and illusions are useless in front of Limitless." As Sun Yun said till this point, he could not help but feel envious towards Han Yan. In fact, if it was anyone else, they would be jealous of Han Yan. With his powerful dao heart and his strong comprehension, it would be difficult for their cultivation to not increase.

Xiahou Tian nodded, and asked again: "Right now, I have only comprehended a complete realm of dao heart, I am still far from being able to do so. I truly want to know how to reach the stage where there is no possibility of reaching it."

Sun Yun laughed bitterly and said: "Who doesn't want to comprehend this realm? Comprehending something that is related to spiritual root is not that important, and the most important thing is one's perception." He paused for a moment before continuing, "The heavens have weakened you in part, but have opened another window for you. This child's spiritual root is extremely poor, but his comprehension is extremely strong.

Xiahou Tian let out a long sigh, and began to envy Han Yan. Then, he thought of something, and asked: "Elder Sun, how long do you think he can hold out in this last trial?"

Sun Yun was silent for a bit, then said: "With his perception, he should be able to stay in the third trial for at least a year if my guess is not wrong."

Xiahou Tian nodded, and said: "Junior Brother Wei Ming has stayed for nine months, it would also be reasonable for Junior Martial Brother Han to stay for a year."

The scene on the second floor disappeared and Han Yan arrived at a new place.

This place was different from the previous two places. It was not a mountain village or a mountain range, but rather a plain.

Blue plants grew on the plains. At a glance, they seemed endless. Standing on the green grass, Han Yan suddenly felt that the sky was the earth and the earth was the sky. Heaven and Earth were the same, and could not be distinguished from each other. Han Yan's aura had completely converged. Even if he used his spiritual sense to sense his surroundings, he wouldn't be able to tell that he was a cultivator, and he looked more like a mortal who had never cultivated a technique before.

The gentle wind blew against his clothes, causing them to rustle. Everything was so harmonious.

Han Yan was originally an insignificant existence when he stood on the vast plain, but at this moment, he felt that the heaven and earth were in his control. He looked at the place where the heavens and earth met, as if it would never end. After looking for an unknown period of time, the corner of Han Yan's mouth finally revealed a faint smile, and he softly muttered to himself. "So that's how it is."

Han Yan's body suddenly exuded a tyrannical aura, which quickly condensed into a fist-sized ball of air above his palm. Then, Han Yan raised his right hand and waved it forward. Under his control, the ball of air turned into a straight line and charged toward the horizon. At the same time, Han Yan shouted, "Open!

At the end of the world, with a sound, it suddenly split apart, revealing a dark void.

Han Yan's eyes flashed, and then he walked towards the horizon. Although he had only taken a single step, his body was already far away. After a few steps, his figure disappeared, blending into the darkness. At this moment, the third level of the dreamland began to shake violently and then collapsed. The teleport array in the plaza also disappeared in an instant.

But, Han Yan had disappeared.

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