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On the ground, there was a pile of white bones. The bones were slightly blackened, and it was obvious that they had been dead for a long time, at least over a hundred years. Beside the pile of bones, there was a palm-sized red storage bag. On top of it, two words were written — — Han Yan. The moment he saw these two words, Han Yan's primordial spirit trembled yet again, but did not collapse this time.

Han Yan accepted the truth. His physical body had died, and only his primordial spirit remained.

At this moment, Han Yan finally understood why the Fire Cloud Pavilion cultivators did not appear after dying for such a long time. That was because the instant his body died, he fell beside the formation. Or rather, it could be said that his body came into contact with the formation and was sucked into the formation. Regardless of the reason, it was no longer important. As long as the primordial spirit remained, there would be a chance to reconstruct the body, or to possess a body.

Thinking about that, Han Yan moved his mind, waving his hand at the storage bag, wanting to take it in his hand. However, just as Strength of Spiritual Sense touched the storage bag, an extremely powerful energy appeared and rebounded the Strength of Spiritual Sense back. This kind of phenomenon normally wouldn't happen at all. After all, the origin soul was like the body; it could take anything it wanted.

Han Yan had doubts in his heart, but in order to find out the reason, he once again released his divine sense, and the results were the same.

After repeating this a few times, Han Yan finally found out the reason. This formation was very special; only the physical body could pick up things. If the primordial spirit entered, it could only move about, but it could not pick up anything.

Actually, what Han Yan did not know was that he had gotten lucky from his misfortune.

Just as Han Yan had guessed, the formations here were extremely special. They contained powerful offensive formations that specifically killed the body, regardless of how strong the cultivators were, if they were unable to break the formation in a short period of time, their bodies would be killed, or even their souls would be destroyed. Han Yan's body came in after he died, so it would not happen. Although it increased the difficulty of breaking the array, it still allowed him to escape from death.

Han Yan did not immediately move. Instead, he first used his divine sense to sense around him, wanting to further understand the formation. In the end, he found that the power of the primordial spirit was restricted by a huge amount of energy and could not spread too far. 100 feet was the limit, if he wanted to spread it further, he would be defeated by the magic technique emitted from the energy wall.

With this result, Han Yan tried his best to recall the appearance of the great formation. In the end, he remembered that there were many of them, and slowly flew forward. While Han Yan was flying, he was still on high alert. Without a corporeal body, he was unable to cast powerful spells, even with some small-scale spells, he would still need to consume a large amount of his Strength of Spiritual Sense to do so.

It was very difficult to recover from the consumption of Strength of Spiritual Sense, so he could not waste even a little bit.

After flying for two hours, there was no formation attack. Han sighed in relief, he was really afraid that he would be attacked with every step he took. This place was like a huge maze. Although there was no dead end, one would often walk in the same place. "Relying on his powerful memory, Han Yan only took a few detours before he successfully arrived at a large room.

This place was like a palace, and the pillars surrounding it contained powerful spell formations. If a fleshly body were to come here, that person would definitely die without a burial.

Han Yan only had his Primordial Spirit left. Although it would not be attacked, the violent energy in the air also made it difficult for him to breathe. Han Yan endured it with difficulty and quickly walked to the front. To be more precise, he should float to the front, since he was only left with his primordial spirit, which could only float in the air.

Very quickly, Han Yan arrived at the center of the formation. The ground in front of him was covered with a complex pattern.

The pattern was very interesting. It seemed to be written in characters, yet it also resembled the shape of a wild beast. If one looked closely, they would see that it was somewhat similar to the symbols used in formations. Han Yan looked at it for a long time but still could not understand the meaning behind the symbol. Just as he was about to turn around and continue to look for something valuable, a light flashed through his mind.

In that moment, ecstasy filled Han Yan's eyes, he suddenly thought about what Celestial Lord of the Milky Way had said, that the symbol represented the eye of the formation. As long as he opened this door, he would be able to break this formation and enter the planet's interior. However, the question appeared in front of Han Yan again. He had a Primordial Spirit Body, without a physical body, how could he cast the technique into the symbol?

Han Yan was prepared to give it a try. After all, the primordial spirit was a small body, although it was a soul body, but both hands and feet were still there. He quickly formed a seal and used the power of the primordial spirit to send the seal into the symbol. The incantation flew into the symbol like a stone falling into the ocean.

Seeing this result, Han Yan bitterly smiled. Although he had known it would turn out like this, he was still disappointed. Han Yan sighed, landed on a chair and sat down. This chair was made from the size of a normal cultivator. Han Yan's Primordial Spirit was as big as a grown man's head, so it was funny to be sitting on it.

This feeling was like a newborn baby wearing adult shoes.

Han Yan didn't care at all, as he continued to think while supporting his chin. He did not know how long he thought about something, but he suddenly thought of something, and muttered to himself: "If he can open the storage bag, using any magic treasure, using the connection between the magic treasure and himself, he will be able to unleash a real magic technique." However, to open the storage bag, it was even harder than successfully entering a rune.

However, Han Yan didn't think so. Maybe he couldn't take out other treasures, but the Deicide Sword s that were connected in their minds would definitely be able to take it out.

Thinking about it, Han Yan followed the path he came from and returned to the corpse.

This time, Han Yan did not use his spiritual sense to sense them, but used his mind to communicate with the storage bag, hoping that it would call. The storage bag began to sway slightly, moving in Han Yan's direction. As it got closer and closer to Han Yan, that huge rebound force once again appeared.

Han Yan quickly retreated with the storage bag following closely behind. The two of them maintained a distance of ten meters between each other.

This scene continued for an hour. Other than following, the storage bag did not show any signs of opening. This made Han Yan very depressed. He did not give up and continued to think of a way. Han Yan's gaze suddenly shifted to the corpse at the side. The corpse was a part of the body, and there was still the aura of death on it.

The moment this idea appeared, Han Yan immediately flew in front of the corpse, and the storage bag quickly followed. The moment the storage bag touched the corpse, it suddenly could not control itself and started shaking intensely, moving for about three breaths of time. With a clang, the bag suddenly opened, and a ray of white light shot out, turning into the appearance of a Deicide Sword.

The Deicide Sword did not realise that Han Yan's primordial spirit was floating above the skeleton, and continued to fly, emitting buzzing sounds. This voice was like the weeping of a human, an indescribable sorrow. After flying a few rounds, Han Yan's heart moved and landed on the Deicide Sword. The Deicide Sword trembled, then turned the sword body and looked at Han Yan. When it saw its master, the buzzing sound it made was even louder, but this time, it was excited.

Han Yan was also very excited. His guess was completely correct, the Deicide Sword could indeed be summoned.

After the Deicide Sword flew out, everything became simple. Although Han Yan could not touch it, he could control it to do anything.

Han Yan's mind moved, he signalled the Deicide Sword to follow behind him, then he flew towards the hall he discovered earlier. Two hours later, Han Yan returned to the main hall, he then activated a technique on the Deicide Sword, which immediately caused it to fly towards him. A huge pressure came from all directions, wanting to destroy both Han Yan and the Deicide Sword.2

At this moment, Han Yan could even smell the scent of death, and his Primordial Spirit began to crumble. At this rate, Han Yan would die in ten breaths of time at most. As for Deicide Sword, they would also break under the immense pressure. Just at this critical moment, the Deicide Sword released a buzzing sound. It was as if it could sense Han Yan's situation, and sped up to catch the flying technique, then stabbed itself into the symbol on the ground.

With a clang, the Deicide Sword was split in half, and the symbols on the ground also disappeared.

The pressure had also disappeared without a trace, and only Han Yan remained in the great hall, staring at the two halves of the sword body.

Han Yan never thought that the Deicide Sword would actually have a consciousness. When he thought about it, the sword spirit chose to dissipate its soul in order to save him. After leaving the Tianming Sect, the Deicide Sword had always been by Han Yan's side and had saved his life more than once.

To Han Yan, Deicide Sword were the best brothers. Now, in order to save him, his brother had died. Han Yan felt unspeakable pain in his heart, and the feeling of wanting to die, was not much worse than the feeling of Xiao Yuyao dying. The Primordial Spirit belonged to the spirit body. Originally, there shouldn't be tears, but in an instant, a single tear fell.

At this moment, Han Yan really wanted to pick up the storage bag and refine it anew. However, he only had his Primordial Spirit, and in this situation, he wasn't able to pick up anything at all. Han Yan took a deep look at the Deicide Sword, and then looked at the place where the symbol had disappeared to, where a half a man tall white light circle had appeared, it was the teleport array.

Han Yan clenched his teeth, quickly entered the teleport array and disappeared.

This was an extremely long distance teleport array. Han Yan flew for a long time inside the teleportation space before he found the other side.

As soon as he appeared, a light flashed under his feet and the teleport array disappeared.

Han Yan's heart tightened, he did not expect that this was a one-sided teleport array, the moment he entered, he would be unable to return. However, Han Yan knew in his heart that it wasn't that he couldn't return, it was just that he couldn't leave this place until he found the Divinity Armor. This was because Celestial Lord of the Milky Way had said that the Divinity Armor s were the true eye of the formation. Only by taking them away would they be able to completely destroy the formation on this planet.

In front of him was a green world, filled with towering ancient trees, mountains, rivers and lakes.

There was no restriction at all. The primordial spirit could pick up any small object on the ground. However, the power of the primordial spirit is limited. To find a Divinity Armor on such a large planet is extremely difficult. Han Yan's mind moved, and quickly sensed his surroundings. He finally came to a conclusion, with his current Strength of Spiritual Sense, he could at most cover five thousand kilometers, and there would be no thousand years before he could find a Divinity Armor.

What Han Yan had to do now, was to recover his cultivation as fast as possible.

At the moment, his Strength of Spiritual Sense could at most contain golden core stage. If he could recover to the Spirit Transformation level, it would become much simpler.

In a situation where one did not have a physical body, it was difficult to recover one's consciousness. However, the spirit energy here was dense, and with the addition of the Star Cultivator Techniques that they had previously cultivated, even if they could not recover to their original state, it was still possible to expand their Strength of Spiritual Sense. However, he was also faced with a crisis. The larger the divine intent, the more essence energy was consumed. If he could not find his physical body within the time limit, then he would also have to hasten his death rate.

With the current situation, Han Yan couldn't care less. He had to take things one step at a time. His origin soul flashed and arrived next to a small stream. He found a rock about the height of a person and sat down on it. Just as he was about to enter cultivation, he heard footsteps nearby. Han Yan subconsciously looked forward and saw a beautiful young girl slowly walking over with a bamboo basket on her back.

After walking a few steps, the young girl saw Han Yan and asked: "Young Noble, why are you here?"

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