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When these words came out, the entire sect couldn't help but widen their eyes. Many people even remembered some of the rumors Han Yan had made about him when he first entered the sect. At that time, many people had suspected that Xiao Yao Zi accepted Han Yan as his direct disciple because he was Xiao Yao Zi's illegitimate son. Some people had even guessed that Han Yan was very likely to be the Ancestor Wuji's illegitimate child.

Everyone knew that the space of the battlefield was set up by the Ancestor Wuji, and even Xiao Yao Zi did not know about the methods used to arrange it. Han Yan was able to control the space in the battlefield. Of course, everyone immediately thought of the rumors regarding the Ancestor Wuji.

Could it be that Han Yan was really the Ancestor Wuji's illegitimate child? Otherwise, how could he possibly control the Power of space?

For a moment, everyone was thinking about the relationship between Han Yan and Ancestor Wuji.

Xiao He was also not sure, if Han Yan was really the's illegitimate child, then he definitely could not afford to offend him. No wonder when Han Yan said that he would punish Han Yan after killing him, he actually wanted him to cultivate inside the infinitesimal space. Not only was there no punishment, Han Yan was also rewarded.

Due to various reasons, even though everyone thought that this conjecture was somewhat absurd, if they thought about it carefully, there was still a high possibility of it.

took in a deep breath of cold air and asked, "Han Yan, what is your relationship with the Ancestor?" He had already given up on defending. After all, Han Yan was able to control Power of space. Even if they had a heavenly great ability, they would not be able to injure Han Yan, much less kill him.

As if he had tacitly agreed, Han Yan did not answer Xiao He's question. Instead, he coldly said, "Self-destruct, free from death …"

When the crowd heard this, they were even more confused. If they were to detonate their bodies and leave the battlefield, how could it be considered death! Although they could not understand the meaning behind Han Yan's words, but many people could understand, resistance was no longer meaningful. It was the same for Xiao He. Han Yan did not reply him because he believed that Han Yan was definitely related to the Ancestor Wuji. Therefore, he said: "Pavilion Master Han, before you self-destruct, can you answer one of my questions? Pavilion Lord, he … "

When Han Yan flew over, Xiao He saw the direction he was coming from. Han Yan was from the south, which was the direction of the Spirit Moon Valley.

If Han Yan came from the Spirit Moon Valley, he would have definitely met with Zhang Xian before. Now that Han Yan had appeared here, it was very likely that he was already dead. Xiao He knew that Zhang Xian was not his match, but it was possible for him to use a Power of space to finish the battle in such a short amount of time.

Han Yan's eyes flashed, and he coldly snorted: "He's dead …"

The voice was not loud, but when it reached the minds of everyone present, it created huge waves.

Not only was Zhang Xian a Pavilion Lord, he was also an Alliance Master on the battlefield. Once he died, everyone's heart would collapse and they would no longer have the will to fight. Facing the strong Han Yan, everyone let out a sigh one after another and chose to self-destruct. Before Xiao He self-destructed, he once again asked: "You also killed Yue Dong, right?!"

Han Yan nodded and did not say a word.

Zhang Xian laughed bitterly as he struck his Dantian with his palm and chose to self-destruct.

The sound of explosions rang out unceasingly. In a few breaths, over a thousand cultivators had all died.

The reek of blood came from the thickening floating in the air. Han Yan waved his sleeve, and a gust of wind blew past.

Han Yan raised his head, looked towards the south and said: "Let's go!"

Zi Wei was startled, then she touched the corner of her clothes with her head, looking like a child who had done something wrong. She said in a low voice, "Han Yan, I'm sorry …"

Han Yan's brows twitched as he asked: "Why do you say that?"

"Just now, I didn't listen to your command and left the formation without permission …" Purple Wei whispered, her voice full of guilt.

Han Yan waved his hand and said without a care: "When they say something like that, most cultivators will fight to the death when they hear it. I don't blame you for this."

Hearing Han Yan's words, Zi Wei felt a little better. Suddenly, she thought of something and asked: "Han Yan, if someone scolded you like that, would you come out?"

Han Yan's brows tightened, and said seriously: "I won't!"

Purple Wei's eyes were filled with confusion and said, "Didn't you just say that ordinary cultivators would come out? "Why don't you?"

"Very simple." Han Yan said in a deep voice, "The disparity between us is great, if we go out, we are courting death. We will endure it for a while, it might not be too late for us to kill them in the future." He was no longer that impetuous youth from back then. Without absolute confidence, he would not do anything impetuous. In this world, other than a limited number of people, as long as his interests were not at stake, even if something huge were to happen, he would not risk his life.

Hearing this, Zi Wei secretly admired Han Yan's endurance. Seeing Han Yan getting up and flying, she quickly followed suit.

Furthermore, on Xiahou Tian's side, although he was angry at his subordinates for admitting their mistakes, he did not have Han Yan's vicious personality. In the end, he still accepted his subordinates' apology and let them stay in the Heaven's less pavilion. Xiahou Tian brought Zhou Guangyang and the others and started to kill the disciples of Heaven's less pavilion.

Zhang Xian was already dead, and the two pavilion disciples no longer had a backbone, and could no longer bring up any thoughts of resistance. The battle was one-sided, in a short moment, the two pavilion cultivators were all killed by Xiahou Tian.

At this time, a ray of light flashed in the air, and the two people appeared in front of Xiahou Tian.

Seeing Han Yan, who had come forward, Xiahou Tian was startled, and asked: "Younger Brother Han, kill them all?"

Han Yan nodded, and said: "Dead."

Although there were still a few hundred people by Xiahou Tian's side, there were less than ten disciples of Wuji Pavilion and Liu Jian was one of them.

When Liu Jian saw Han Yan, his eyes were filled with excitement, and he immediately cupped his hands. "Pavilion Lord …"

Han Yan looked at him and asked: "How many people are left in the pavilion?"

Liu Jian laughed bitterly, looked at the few purple robed cultivators beside him and said: "Pavilion Lord, it's just us."

Han Yan frowned his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then said to Xiahou Tian: "Brother Xiahou, my pavilion disciple will leave the battlefield now.

Hearing that, everyone was stunned, and the gaze they looked at Han Yan with was filled with astonishment.

What did the number one on the battlefield represent? It was a symbol of strength, a symbol of status, and also a reward that would make people jealous. And Han Yan, who had the power to get first place, had actually given herself away to someone else. At that moment, many cultivators could not help but think that Han Yan was definitely the's illegitimate child.

The eyes of the cultivators of Wuji Pavilion fell on Xiahou Tian. Han Yan did not care about being number one, but they did. To put it bluntly, the Wuji Pavilion should have been the one to obtain the first rank. If not for Han Yan's sudden appearance, and his strength in turning the tide, no matter how powerful Xiahou Tian was, he would not have been able to kill Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian did not die, and his morale was not scattered, so there was still a possibility of him winning.

Xiahou Tian had seen everyone's eyes, even if they did not reveal that expression, he could not take first place.

Xiahou Tian laughed bitterly and said: "Younger Brother Han, if you treat me as your brother, then take first." After saying that, he saw that Han Yan's expression did not change, and sound transmitted: "Right now, everyone thinks that you are Ancestor's illegitimate child, if I take first place, what would others think of it, wouldn't you make things difficult for me?"

After hearing that, Han Yan laughed bitterly. With a helpless look in his eyes, he said: "Fine! I'll take first. "

Xiahou Tian secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Han Yan would not agree. When Han Yan agreed, he smiled slightly and said, "Elder Brother Han, the reason why we were able to take down the battlefield is all because of you. No one would dare to say anything about you taking the first place." As he spoke till here, he changed the subject and harshly said: "Disciples of the Heaven's less pavilion, listen up. Self-destruct. Leave the battlefield …"

Although no one complained, there were only five hundred people left on the battlefield. If they could leave within the last two hundred, they would be rewarded. People were selfish. They looked at each other and had no intention of leaving.

Xiahou Tian coldly snorted, and said with a stern voice: "Don't think about the rewards of entering the top two hundred. This time, all of the rewards will be given to the Pavilion Master Han, and the distribution will be decided by him." After saying that, he glared at the crowd and slammed his palm on his chest, choosing to self-destruct. When the Heaven's less pavilion disciples saw the Pavilion Lord self-destruct, they both sighed and self-destructed one after another.

However, before they self-destructed, everyone looked at the Wuji Pavilion cultivators with envious eyes, as well as complicated expressions. Everyone's eyes seemed to say, "Why are all of you so lucky to have such a powerful Pavilion Lord, why is it that our Pavilion Lord isn't the Ancestor's illegitimate child?"

After a moment, there were only ten people left. Liu Jian glanced at the disciples of the Wuji Pavilion and cupped his fists towards Han Yan: "Pavilion Lord, we will be leaving first." After saying that, he chose to self-destruct along with the others.

The instant that Liu Jian left, he sent a sound transmission to Zi Wei, "I know what you're thinking. Since I can't forget about it, why not find one first?"

When the Violet Myrtle heard these words, her body trembled and her eyes were filled with a complicated expression. She raised her head to look at Han Yan, and gently whispered, "Han Yan, I …" When she said this, she wanted to say something, but she hesitated. It was as if she had something in her heart, but she didn't know how to say it.

Han Yan raised his brows, and said: "If there's anything, just say it!"

Zi Wei took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in her heart, and said in a low voice, "Han Yan, have you always been cultivating alone?"

Hearing that, how could Han Yan not know what he was thinking, and the expression in his eyes immediately dimmed. Han Yan raised his head and let out a long sigh. His gaze looked towards an ethereal direction as he said in a low voice, "When I was alone, I was indeed a little lonely. I once had a wife that I loved a lot, but she is no longer here …"

Seeing the pain in Han Yan's eyes, Zi Wei understood that Han Yan still loved that woman dearly. Because ever since he had met Han Yan, he had never seen such a gaze in his eyes. Purple Wei also sighed and asked again, "Then have you ever thought of loving someone else again?"

Han Yan's answer was very firm, very decisive, and he said seriously: "I will wait for her to wake up. No matter what, I will definitely wake her up! In this life, I will never love another woman again … " The last sentence, seemed to be lacking in confidence, the words suddenly became much softer, obviously at this moment, Qin Rouer's figure appeared in his mind.

Within the battlefield, the two of them conversed in a low voice. Outside the battlefield, a different scene could be seen.

After everyone left the battlefield, a wisp of their primordial spirit returned to their original body. Those who were on good terms with each other gathered together and began discussing in a low voice.

"Cousin Wang Wei, do you know? Something big is happening in the battlefield. " A Impressionless Pavilion cultivator asked another person.

"Brother Wang Xin, what happened?" How did Zhang Pavilion Lord get killed, just who is it, they did not even let a strand of his primordial spirit go. " Wang Wei frowned, his eyes filled with confusion.2

Wang Xin laughed, and said excitedly: "Do you know, the Pavilion Master Han has entered the battlefield. He is actually able to control the Power of space on the battlefield. We all suspect that he is the bastard child of the Ancestor. "

"What, he became the Ancestor's illegitimate child?" Wang Wei was puzzled, "Didn't I say before that he was Master's illegitimate child?"

"Idiot, if he was Master's illegitimate child, it would be impossible for him to control the Power of space at all."

"Heavens!" If you don't tell me, I thought he was really a country bumpkin from an abandoned planet! I never thought that he would have such a great background. "

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