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The voice that suddenly came out was not unfamiliar to Han Yan, it was Elder Wang who was killed by him before.

Han Yan frowned, and immediately spread out his divine sense to sense the direction of the voice, feeling even more puzzled in his heart. Elder Wang was clearly dead, why would he appear at this time? Han Yan's divine sense landed on the other party's body. After sensing his exact appearance, he was startled, because no matter if it was his appearance or his eyes, they were all the same as Elder Wang's. It was just that the aura being emitted from his body was completely different.

"Clone?" These two words suddenly appeared in his mind, before Han Yan could continue pondering, Elder Wang had already arrived in front of him.

Elder Wang's real name was Wang Heng. He was a cultivator of the Earth Light late great perfection who cultivated in the vicinity of the Earth Light Star all year round. Of course, when he cultivated, his clone would often go to the major markets to buy things. Because of his high cultivation base and wealth, many people called him Elder Wang. After Wang Heng's clone was killed by Han Yan, because of his personality, he kept searching for the location of Han Yan with hatred in his heart. He didn't know if he was really unlucky, or if there was some sort of secret plan he had made to continuously search for those planets, but he couldn't find Han Yan's whereabouts.

Just as Wang Heng was about to head towards the Earth Yellow Star, all the cultivators of Huang Family returned to the Earth Light Planet. Even the children and women were no exception. Curious, Wang Heng searched the Earth Light Star once before finally making his way over. He also wanted to see what exactly was happening on the Earth Light Star, where all the powerful warriors of the Huang Family were gathered.

In the end, when Wang Heng just arrived near the Earth Light Star, he discovered Han Yan, and what happened just now happened.

At the same time Wang Heng saw Han Yan, he naturally saw the people around Han Yan. Because everyone had concealed their cultivation, he felt that all of them were in the space insight realm, so he naturally did not put them in his heart. It was not that Wang Heng did not think about it, but the people around Han Yan should all be Sky Light Stage Rankers following them. But thinking about it in the blink of an eye, he felt that it was impossible. Although there were a lot of sky light stage cultivator s in the Nanlin Star Domain, most of them were the descendants of large clans. Rogue cultivators like Han Yan, it was very rare for them to gather together.

Wang Heng made a miscalculation. The biggest factor would depend on his character, he thought that with his powerful cultivation, he would be able to kill Han Yan, even with the protection of the sky light stage cultivator, he felt that it would still be possible. It was precisely because of his misjudgement that he left behind his life. In the air, Wang Heng's figure flashed and appeared in front of the Fire Phoenix and Flying Treasure, blocking their path. At the same time, he said coldly: "Brat, I want to see where you're going to run off to this time?"

Han Yan's heart moved, the Fire Phoenix and Flying Treasure stopped, he stared at Wang Heng for a while, and asked: "You are Elder Wang's clone?"

Wang Heng thought that Han Yan was definitely going to die, and did not immediately take action, and coldly laughed: "Wrong, Elder Wang is my clone, I am Elder Wang's real body, do you understand?"

Han Yan naturally understood, but he didn't expect that the Nanlin Star Domain's avatar technique, which could be cultivated to such a level, would be unable to see through the difference between his original body and the avatar technique. This kind of sacred art was indeed powerful, and was equivalent to a cultivator having two lives. However, with such a heaven defying divine ability, even with the detailed cultivation method, it would not be easy to cultivate it.

Humans had a saying that was very good. One couldn't use both of his bodies at once, and if he cultivated both of his bodies at the same time, it might not be a good thing.

As this thought flashed through his mind, Han Yan lost much of his interest in the art of clones and said in a low voice, "Elder Wang, you should know better than me why I killed your clone last time. This time, you came looking for me, I can let you go, please go back! " Killing Elder Wang was not difficult, and there were not many grievances between Han Yan and Elder Wang, so they did not take action.

Wang Heng hated Han Yan to the bones, so why would he let this matter go? He coldly snorted and said, "Brat, you have such big words. Do you really think you can kill my original body just by killing my avatar?" After saying that, his gaze landed on Xiao Yuyao and the rest, and started ridiculing them: "I didn't expect your cultivation to be not high, the few girls by your side look pretty good, just nice, after I kill you, we can enjoy it together, haha." He was also a smart person, and wanted to use that to anger Han Yan, but he didn't expect it to backfire.

Han Yan hated it when people insulted his beloved woman the most. Dragons had a reverse scale, and if one touched one, one would get angry. Xiao Yuyao and the others were his reverse scale. Han Yan was not prepared to kill Elder Wang earlier, but when he heard this, he laughed, which contained a huge amount of killing intent. Han Yan's eyes flashed, he suddenly raised his right hand, about to use Sky-Destructing Finger.

Just then, the Xiao Hui suddenly interrupted: "Boss, did you notice that the aura this fellow is emitting is similar to when I was using the Devouring Divine Art? Could it be that he is training in the legendary Darkness Divine Art?"

Han Yan did not reply because he was not sure either.

However, as a descendant of an ancient god, Fenger was extremely sensitive to the spiritual root within the human cultivator. It was able to tell everything under the same realm, even though the opponent's cultivation was higher than hers, he could still vaguely sense it. At this moment, after Fenger heard the Xiao Hui's words, he nodded and said: "The spiritual root in his body is indeed of darkness attribute.

Wang Heng was startled, he looked at Fenger in shock and said: "Little girl, I didn't expect your cultivation to be so low, to actually be able to see through my spiritual root attribute." He paused for a moment and continued, "Since you have guessed it, I will tell you the truth! I truly do have a single set of darkness attribute spiritual root. As you all know, the darkness attribute divine ability is not inferior to the spatial attribute, so it's extremely powerful. It's easier for me to kill you all than to pinch an ant to death. "

After saying that, Wang Heng changed the subject, and suddenly said: "However, I will only kill Han Yan this time. If you do not act, as long as you accept my Darkness Seal and become my servants, I will let you go. The seal of darkness he spoke of was actually a formation used to seal the soul and activate the contract. Once the contract was completed, one must unconditionally obey the caster's orders, or else they would instantly die.

This kind of sacred art was not troublesome to use, it was similar to the Donglin Star Domain who could take control of the cultivator's life or death from the enemy's soul.

Wang Heng had thought that after he finished speaking, the rest of the cultivators would agree. Unexpectedly, the five women snorted coldly and didn't even look at him. What made him most angry were the following words that the Xiao Hui said.

"Old man, with that little ability of yours, you still want us to be your slaves?" The Xiao Hui laughed coldly and said disdainfully, "To be frank, even I don't have any interest in trash like you as my servant."

"You …" Wang Heng was, after all, a sky light stage cultivator. No matter where he went, others would treat him with respect. However, when he met Han Yan a hundred years ago, not only did he not give him any face, he had also killed Han Yan's clone. Now, even Han Yan's subordinates dared to insult him with such words.

Wang Heng's Qi had surged, if not for his powerful cultivation, he would have already been angered to the point of spitting out blood. Even so, his face still turned green and purple. He roared angrily and said with dissatisfaction: "Alright, I didn't think that even space insight stage cultivator would dare to use such a tone to speak to me. I think you must be tired of living."

The Xiao Hui seemed to have heard the funniest words in the world, and laughed out loud, then said: "Old man, open your doggy eyes wide, and see what level of cultivation you have?" In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the peak of the level nine Demonic Beast. This level of cultivation, in terms of human cultivation levels, was actually the realm of Great Perfection of Late Sky Light Stage.

Sensing the cultivation level of the Xiao Hui, Wang Heng opened his eyes wide, the arrogance in his eyes had long since disappeared, and he said in panic: "Impossible, your cultivation is higher than his, how can you be his subordinate?" He truly could not believe the scene in front of his eyes. In the world of cultivation, only the strong were respected. He had never seen a weak person who could make the strong work their lives willingly.

The Xiao Hui snorted coldly, and looked at Wang Heng as if he was looking at a dead man, and ridiculed: "Old man, I already said that you had eyes but could not see. You still don't believe me, what else do you have to say?"

Wang Heng already had nothing to say, or perhaps, he didn't know what to say anymore. He only had one thought in his mind, which was to run, and that was to run as far as he could. Wang Heng was forced three steps back, suddenly, he placed his palm on his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood essence. The moment the blood essence exploded, a black mist was released from his palm and enveloped his body in the blink of an eye.

Wang Heng quickly formed a hand seal with his hands, and immediately shouted out, "Shuttle through darkness." Following the sound of his voice, his body turned into a black mist as he flew backwards at an astonishing speed. The flying speed of this spell was not much slower than teleportation. In a flash, it appeared 1000 kilometers away.

With such speed, if it was any ordinary sky light stage cultivator, they would not be able to catch up. Amongst the group, other than Han Yan, the Xiao Hui was also shockingly fast. The Xiao Hui laughed and said to the group: "Watch carefully, the ability that I have just comprehended …" With that, his body turned into a gust of gray whirlwind, flying straight ahead, his speed much faster than Wang Heng's.1

In the blink of an eye, Wang Heng had already flown over a hundred thousand kilometers into the starry sky. He looked behind him, and upon seeing that no one was chasing him, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and said sinisterly: "Han Yan, I won't let this go. Although I can't kill you, my master will definitely take your life with his own hands …"

"Your idea isn't bad. It's a pity that you won't have a chance to achieve it …"

Wang Heng's body shivered, his eyes were filled with fear, because he did not sense that there were other cultivators beside him.

Wang Heng subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, only to see the Xiao Hui floating there and looking at him lazily.

"You, when did you come over?" Wang Heng opened his eyes wide and subconsciously took three steps back, looking at the Xiao Hui as if he was looking at a monster. If he did not see it with his own eyes, he would not have believed that sky light stage cultivator's speed could actually reach such a level even if he was beaten to death. If Wang Heng knew that the Xiao Hui was not a human but a ancient beast, it was unknown how he would feel in his heart.

The Xiao Hui didn't seem to want to kill him immediately. It laughed and ridiculed: "Everyone says you have eyes but cannot see, when did I come? You don't even know, and you still want me to become your servant. How laughable …"

Wang Heng acknowledged his defeat, but he was not going to be killed just like that. The hand seals became faster and faster, more complicated. Dense black fog suddenly appeared around his body, floating above his head and forming the image of a huge black dragon.

If Han Yan were here, he would have definitely recognized the Black Dragon's appearance. It was the Black Dragon Demon Lord who left the Ancient ruins earlier.

After unleashing the ability, Wang Heng's face became pale white, and he gasped for breath. His eyes were filled with excitement as he laughed heartily, "Brat, no matter how powerful you are, you won't have the defensive power of a Demonic Beast. Let's see how you can withstand the attack of the black dragon's phantom." As he said that, he raised his right hand to point at Xiao Hui and said while gritting his teeth, "Go, kill him …"

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