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At the same time as the lightning descended, an enormous pressure had already enveloped the eleven people.

Under the immense pressure, everyone's bodies could not withstand it. Their faces were filled with pain. Upon closer inspection, their feet had already sunk into the ground. Furthermore, they were still sinking at an extremely fast speed. At this rate, even if the lightning did not kill them, their bodies would have exploded from the increasing pressure.

As the pressure grew stronger, everyone in the surroundings could clearly feel it spreading out at an extremely fast speed. If the pressure was on Zhou Yang and the rest, with their current cultivation, they would not be able to escape. In the end, there was only one result. He could only die under the pressure.

Zhou Yang's face darkened, and immediately shouted: "Get out of the way!" After saying that, he pulled the people around him and quickly dodged to the side.

Nalan Jingyi's reaction was also very fast. When she heard Zhou Yang's shout, she also grabbed onto a few people and dodged to the side.

The two of them had high cultivation bases and were fast in dodging, but what about the people around them?

The oppressive might was released, and it was as if a flood dragon was going to sail out of the sea. It was spreading in all directions, and it was about to envelop everyone within. Panic was written all over their faces as they stood rooted to the ground, unsure of what to do. At the critical moment, Han Fei stood out and cupped his fists towards Han Yan: "Father, save them, these are all my children."

Han Yan nodded his head, with a wave of his long sleeve, a powerful force was released from his sleeves, and immediately enveloped the group. In the next moment, there was a flash of light and everyone disappeared. Then, they reappeared on a hillside ten miles away. As soon as the group landed, the lightning also fell on Gru and his men.

Under the immense pressure, Gru and the others widened their eyes, eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and mouth as they bled. Their faces were filled with pain and pain. The moment the lightning landed, everyone let out a sigh of relief. Their expressions also relaxed. For other cultivators, falling thunder and lightning meant death, but for them, it was a type of release.

That's right, it was a relief. Under the torment of the pressure, they all wished to die immediately.

However, in this moment of life or death, how many people had the courage to commit suicide? He didn't dare to commit suicide, so he could only wait for death to arrive.

As the lightning descended, a dazzling light flashed. Under this light, other than Han Yan, everyone else subconsciously closed their eyes. Following that, a loud cracking sound could be heard. The sound was so loud that it shook the earth and could be heard clearly for a hundred miles. At the same time the voice sounded, the ground shook violently, as if the earth was collapsing and everything around was about to fall.

However, just as the ground shook, a huge energy suddenly appeared and enveloped the land. Then the ground stopped shaking, the noise stopped, and everything was quiet again. However, the surroundings were too quiet. Other than the heavy breathing of the crowd, he could not hear anything else.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked in the direction the lightning came from.

There was green grass growing there, but now there was a giant, round hole with a radius of 100 feet. Waves of white mist could be seen coming out from the hole. A breeze blew, and the smell of burnt flesh could be smelled. The corpses of Gelou and the others were completely gone. They were obviously turned to ashes by the lightning attack.

Looking at the sky again, the blue waves were clear and the Azure Cloud Tribulations Formation had long disappeared.

With a thought, Han Yan floated above his foot and turned into a purple stream of light, flying into the storage bag at his waist. If one looked closely, the flowing light looked like a small purple dragon. Han Yan floated in mid air and looked at the gigantic monument in front of him, his eyes flickering. After that, Han Yan raised his hand and threw a method into the stone monument. When the incantation was sent into the stone stele, it instantly formed into multiple spell formations.

Everyone watched quietly, no one disturbing Han Yan, because they all understood what Han Yan was doing. Of course, many people were extremely excited, they were excited for two reasons, one was because they were able to meet the legendary Han Yan, and the other was because they could see Han Yan arranging an array formation on the stone monument.

Everyone originally thought that with Han Yan's setting up of the array, he would at most be able to set up a few formations. However, he hadn't expected that one after another, as if they hadn't stopped for a moment, he would set up more than a hundred of them in the blink of an eye. In the crowd, some of the cultivators who were proficient in cultivation, including Zhou Yang, could not help but widen their eyes, because what Han Yan had set up were all defensive formation.

Han Yan was still setting up the array. After an unknown amount of time, she finally stopped.

Someone was counting in secret. The defensive formation that Han Yan had set up had a total of 999 lines.

999 Dao. What sort of concept was this?

Everyone can only think of a few hundred defensive arrays. How difficult would it be to set them all up on a stone tablet?" When the crowd thought of this, they found it unbelievable. But then he thought, Han Yan was already a legendary figure. Since he had become a legend, there was nothing impossible about him that he couldn't think of.

It could not be denied that in everyone's eyes, Han Yan had already become a legend. He could imagine that once Han Yan left the Tianming Star, the legends about him would only grow more and more, it was getting more and more mysterious. Three thousand years after the godlike figure left, it appeared again, and with a raise of its hand, it killed one Spirit Transformation Stage Cultivator and ten Seventh Cycle Warriors.

Han Yan would become an eternal legend in the Tianming Star, this could not be changed by anyone.

Everyone originally thought that Han Yan would stop after executing nine hundred and ninety-nine defensive formation s, but they never expected that not only did he not stop, he even unleashed nine hundred and ninety-nine offensive formations one after another. These offensive array formations were perfectly embedded inside the defensive formation, if one was not stronger than Han Yan, or was not proficient in array formations, it would be impossible to discover them.

What was most surprising was that all of the offensive formations were stacked together to form an even larger offensive formation. In simple terms, superimposing two formations wasn't as simple as one plus one. The combined might of two formations was several times greater than before. With so many array formations stacked on top of each other, the power could be imagined. Even if the Patriarch Cang Yun were to attack the stone tablet, if they were to be hit by any attack techniques from the array, they would die here.

After the offensive array and defensive formation were set up, Han Yan still did not stop and continued to lay down the magic array.

The arrangement of the magic array was extremely ingenious, upon closer inspection, it was not possible to tell that there was a formation array inside the tablet, it seemed like it was a gigantic ordinary tablet. However, if anyone were to use a spell to attack the stone tablet, they would use an attack technique inside the formation, and as long as their cultivation did not reach broken renewal stage, they would definitely die.

After all of this was done, the sky had already darkened. The bright moonlight shone down, illuminating the world.

Han Yan loosened his muscles, then moved his body in a flash, arriving in front of everyone, he cupped his fists and said: "Everyone, let's truly clasp hands together, and delay everyone's time."2

Zhou Yang laughed bitterly as he walked out of the crowd and said smilingly: "Younger Brother Han, I didn't think that you would still be like before, with no temper toward friends at all."

The moment Younger Brother Han shouted this, the surrounding people couldn't help but frown, especially some cultivators who viewed seniority to be extremely important, their faces were full of anger.

Han Yan saw everyone's expression in his eyes and said with a slight smile. "Brother Zhou and I have known each other for a long time, and there is a saying on the continent: 'For one day, brother, for one lifetime, brother, I cannot ignore the words of the Ancestor Sect!'" This simple sentence made many people chuckle softly. The few cultivators who were previously angry nodded their heads in agreement.

Zhou Yang also smiled and said: "Younger Brother Han, do you have any plans after you return?"

Just as Han Yan was about to answer, Leng Xue pulled his shoulder, signalling him not to speak so much in front of everyone.

After all, Han Yan had an extraordinary status in the Tianming Star. If he were to say anything in front of so many people, it would have a bad effect. As the saying goes, it's better to have more people to talk about. At that time, who knows what kind of version they will come up with. Actually, even if Leng Xue didn't remind him, Han Yan wouldn't say too much. He raised his right hand, gave Zhou Yang a finger that he could talk about later, and then said to Han Fei: "Tell me about everything that has happened recently."

Han Fei's expression was extremely respectful, and he did not have the slightest bit of an emperor. He bowed slightly, and cupped his hands as he replied, "Reporting to Lord Father, your son succeeded in his cultivation two thousand years ago and wanted to unify the Ten Directions Continent. As a result, with the help of mother and State Grandmaster Zhou Yang, I gradually took over a few of the surrounding countries … "Later on, when the world was about to be unified, the nonnative cultivator came to kill us …"

Hearing that, Zhou Yang suddenly thought of something, and interrupted: "Han Fei, this is all in the past, how should we handle these three Song cultivators?"

Han Fei started. He originally wanted to tell his father that his mother was dead, but Zhou Yang cut him off. Han Fei was not an idiot. He faintly felt that Zhou Yang did not want to mention the matter of his mother's death at this time. Han Fei took a deep breath and said to Han Yan: "Father, you handle this!"

Han Yan shook his head and said: "You are the emperor of the world. In the future, in this world, there are many things you need to take care of …"

Han Fei knew the meaning behind his father's words, so he did not put on airs and told the three people: "Go back and speak with those royal relatives that are unwilling to surrender, and also those young survivors. More than half of the nonnative cultivator had already been killed, and the rest of the cultivators would also be killed tomorrow. If they were unwilling to surrender, there was only one outcome, and that was death. "If you surrender, you can still become a marquis of a region, and have them return to me before the sun sets tomorrow …"

At this time, how could the three of them dare to say no. In their eyes, Han Yan was a god, and whatever the son of god said, they could only do it, resisting would be equivalent to courting death. The three of them had already thought it through clearly. Regardless of whether the royal relatives, elders, and children surrendered or not, the three of them would definitely surrender. Han Yan's return this time, would definitely change the situation of the continent. If Han Yan were to give a lecture, even if he only listened for a while, it would bring great benefits to his future cultivation.

As a result, after the three of them heard Han Fei's words, they immediately kneeled on the ground and said sincerely, "Your Majesty, we will definitely deliver your words."

Han Fei nodded in satisfaction, then said to everyone: "Everyone, let's return to the imperial city to rest!"

A general with silver armor walked out from the crowd. After clasping his hands at the father and son, he said to the crowd, "Everyone, let's return to the imperial capital first and tidy up the imperial city …"

Everyone left one after another. Other than Han Fei, Zhou Yang, Nalan Jingyi, and, everyone else left.

Chen Yanran was about to leave, but he was stopped by Han Fei who held her arm, and said to Han Yan: "Father, this is the daughter-in-law this son has found for you …"

Han Yan nodded his head. "Since she's my daughter-in-law, we should pay her a proper visit." With that, he slapped his bag of holding and took out a pill bottle. He handed it to her and said, "There are ten Nascent Soul pills here. If you can form your Nascent Soul in one year, not only will I give you a Nine Revolving Pill, I will also help you increase your cultivation level.

A Nascent Soul Pill was nothing to Han Yan, but to cultivators below the Nascent Soul Stage, it could be said to be a priceless treasure. Moreover, a Nascent Soul Pill was extremely difficult to refine, and even if one knew the formula, it was difficult to refine one pill in a cauldron. Back then, Han Fei had also refined Pill, but his alchemy level was too low, wasting a bunch of medicinal ingredients.

Chen Yanran had never thought that Han Yan would have ten Pill at the start. He stared blankly for a long time before saying, "Uncle … I can't accept such a precious item. "

Hearing this name, Han Yan was startled, and immediately began to laugh and cry: "Consider this the money that I gave you!" After that, he suddenly thought of something and asked Han Fei: "Fei'er, where's your mother?"

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