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A cracking sound came from inside the tornado and all of the fire clouds shattered, turning into red light and disappearing into the air.
Everyone present were all dumbstruck, even Zhou Fei and Li Yue who knew of Han Yan's powerful cultivation could not help but open their mouths wide in shock. The atmosphere became unusually quiet. Even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly. In the next second, a scream came from the cultivators of the Fire Cloud Sect. One of the cultivators coughed out blood and his face became pale. Following that, all of the disciples of the Fire Cloud Sect were the same.
With their magical artifacts destroyed, everyone's spiritual sense was affected, and they were all injured.
Hong Jian's heart skipped a beat as he took a deep breath and said in panic, "You …" Senior, this junior did not know that senior was here.
Han Yan's eyes were extremely cold, and she coldly snorted: "Do you really think just a word of apology is enough?"
When he heard these words, Hong Jian's expression darkened. After which, he respectfully asked, "Senior, what do you want?" He regretted in his heart. Why didn't he see that the other party was an expert? If he had known earlier that Han Yan's cultivation had reached such a level, he would not have dared to make a move against him even if he had the guts. But at this moment, thinking about all of this was useless. He could only hope that the other party wouldn't blame him.
"Die!" Han Yan only said one word, but that word was incomparably cold, and it emitted a cold aura.
The respect on Hong Jian's face disappeared and turned malevolent. "Senior, your cultivation is high, but don't forget, we have over a hundred people here. Can you kill all of us in one go?" As he spoke, his hands quickly formed a hand seal. In front of him, white light flashed, and a red fireball appeared floating in front of him. The temperature of the fireball was extremely high and the energy it contained was not spirit power but the purest Strength Of Yang.
When the rest of the cultivators saw that the Eldest Brother had made their move, they were just about to use the technique, when they suddenly saw a green light flash in front of Han Yan, and the green small sword that was floating below his feet disappeared. Everyone was shocked and quickly spread out their divine senses to find out where that magic tool had gone to. But before they could sense it, they heard the Eldest Brother let out a scream. Everyone suddenly had a bad premonition. They all looked towards Hong Jian, only to see that a thumb-sized hole had appeared in his chest, and blood was flowing out.
The green flying sword's speed was so fast that it was so fast that they could not even track the path of the small sword before it killed the Eldest Brother. Wang Le, who was beside Hong's body, could not help but tremble. The moment the green small sword flew over, he already felt the great power contained within the sword. He didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he were to use that sword move on him.
Hong Jian floated in the air, his body swaying unsteadily. From the looks of it, he could fall from the sky at any moment. His pupils dilated. Obviously, he did not expect that the green small sword's speed would be fast to this extent. He opened his mouth to speak, but found that he could not utter a single word. After which, his silhouette flickered as he descended from the air.
In the air, Hong Jian's soul escaped from his body and instantly transformed into a spirit body. He glared at Han Yan and shouted: What are you still doing?
Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to make a move.
Han Yan snorted, with a thought, the green small sword flashed again and instantly appeared in front of Hong Jian. After Hong Jian became a spirit body, he did not even have the chance to say his second sentence before his soul left his body. Right at this moment, the fireball Hong Jian had used earlier suddenly disappeared into the air. If this light sound was in normal times, no one would take it seriously. But at this moment, the hearts of everyone present felt as if a sword had pierced deep into their souls.
After a spell was cast, without divine sense control, it would be destroyed in three breaths of time.
From when Han Yan killed Hong Jian to when Hong Jian's soul was scattered, it seemed to take a long time. He never thought that it would only take three breaths of time.
To be able to kill a Qi Disciple level 10 expert in three breaths of time, even a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator would not be able to do it!
Zhou Fei and Li Yue were even more certain that Han Yan's cultivation was definitely above the Foundation Establishment stage. Otherwise, killing Hong Jian would not be as easy as killing an ant. Also, with a wave of Han Yan's sleeve just now, he was able to sweep hundreds of magic tools into the wind and destroy them. It was impossible for foundation-building stage cultivator to have this kind of method.
Everyone's eyes landed on Wang Le. Hong Jian was the Eldest Brother, while Wang Le was the Second Brother. With the Eldest Brother dead, they were like headless flies, not knowing what to do. Wang Le's forehead was covered in beads of sweat. Everyone asked him what to do. He still wanted to know how he was going to throw this hot potato out!
Seeing the killing intent grow stronger in Han Yan's eyes, Wang Le understood that if he still did not speak, he would not even have the chance to speak if he died.
Wang Le took a deep breath and said, "Senior, we are disciples of the Fire Cloud Sect and there might be some misunderstandings between us and the Artifact Forging Valley. We never thought that we would be involved with this senior."
Saying that, Wang Le saw that Han Yan's expression did not change, and immediately changed his words: "Senior, your cultivation is so high, do not lower yourself to the same level as us, just treat us as fart, and release us!" He raised his hands, clasped his fists, and bowed deeply. If he was not flying in the air, no one would doubt that he would have knelt down and kowtowed to Han Yan.
Everyone felt ashamed of what Wang Le had just said, but they accepted it. After all, no one wanted to die. In the face of a life and death decision, even if he had to give up his face and dignity, he still had to do it. Just think about it. Life is more important, and face is more important. Moreover, if you meet such a powerful expert, it wouldn't be too embarrassing for you to throw away your face and beg for mercy.
Han Yan's cold expression turned slightly better as he coldly said, "Scram!"
Normally, when the crowd heard this curse, they would be furious. But now, when they heard it, it was like a beautiful melody.
Wang Le's face lit up as he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior."
"Wait a moment." Han Yan said again, "After we go back, do you know how much I have told the sect?"
Wang Le nodded his head like a chick pecking rice, and said: "Of course this junior knows, I will report to Sect Leader, Eldest Brother did not know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was, after offending a golden core stage Ranker, he was killed." After he finished speaking, he was afraid that his answer would be dissatisfied, so he added another sentence, "If senior thinks that it's impossible, I can change my way of speaking."
Han Yan nodded. "Alright." Saying that, his gaze swept across everyone and warned: "Scram! Whoever goes back and talks nonsense will end up with an abnormal ending. "
The crowd's heart trembled. When Han Yan's gaze fell upon them, his Strength Of Yang nearly collapsed. He nodded without any resistance and subconsciously said: "This junior will remember Senior's teachings." After he finished speaking, Han Yan waved his hand and took out a fire cloud from the storage bag and quickly left. The group of people flew extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the horizon, afraid that Han Yan would change his mind and kill them all.
After a while, Zhou Fei mustered up his courage and asked: "Senior, why didn't you kill them all?"
Han Yan laughed coldly and replied with a question of his own: "You are a smart person, don't you understand my intentions?"
Zhou Fei's heart thumped, and then he smiled and said: "Senior's teachings are correct, I asked too many questions."
Han Yan lightly nodded, raised his head and looked towards a mountain range a hundred miles away, and said: "We should be there soon!"
Hearing that, the two of them stared wide-eyed, a look of astonishment flashed past Zhou Fei's eyes, and he said respectfully: "We will be there very soon, I will bring senior along to the valley."
Everyone flew quickly and in less than half an incense's time, they arrived at a huge valley.
At a glance, it was different from the Ten Directions Continent's mountains. It was not green in color, but red in color. It looked like a sea of fire, rising and falling in a continuous sea of thousands of miles. It was a very spectacular sight. As for the trees in the mountain range, Archaeopterygium rarely saw them. Most of them were trees as thick as half a person. These trees looked very strange, but there was one thing they all had red leaves on them. Like the sand in the desert, the red was blinding and dazzling.
There was a great array of protectorate outside the valley and divine intents could not enter it. There were no stone tablets outside the valley, if not for the two of them leading the way, it would be difficult for Han Yan to find a sect here, even if he passed by. The array outside the valley was arranged in a very particular way. The array formation here was much more exquisite than the Ten Directions Continent's, even when compared to the ancient formation of the Nine Heavens Valley, it was slightly more exquisite in certain aspects. Especially the method of concealing one's presence and merging it with the heaven and earth. When Han Yan saw it, he became quite interested in it.
When the three of them landed in valley mouth, Han Yan could not help but ask, "Are there no stone tablets left behind in any of the sects on the continent?"
Hearing this, both of them froze for a moment. Their eyes were filled with astonishment.
Zhou Fei laughed bitterly and said: "Senior, the Golden Crow Continent does not have any kingdoms. There are large and small sects everywhere, sects and schools often fight each other. If you put the stone tablet in front of your door, wouldn't you be telling others that our sect is here, so that other cultivation sects can come and attack you? "
Han Yan nodded and continued to ask: "This protectorate Great Formation, does every sect have it?"
Zhou Fei did not hide anything, and said honestly: "Senior, this formation is not set up by the disciples of the valley. Such a profound formation, the disciples of the valley do not have such strength. "
Han Yan was startled, then asked: "If they aren't from the sect, then what kind of people arranged them?"
Zhou Fei knew that if he did not clarify this matter, Han Yan would definitely not allow them to enter the valley. Zhou Fei clearly understood the relationship between the two, so he let go of his burden and spoke in detail: "Senior, the sects on the continent are like a mix of fish and dragons, and one of them is called Sky Array Tower, this sect has a very good research on formations, they will refine formation array into array symbols and sell it in the trade market. These array symbols were divided into seven different grades. Different grades and different prices. "Our sect bought a fourth-grade formation talisman. Cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage cannot find any clues."
After Han Yan heard this, he could not help but ask: "The artifacts produced in Artifact Forging Valley are also divided into seven grades?"
Zhou Fei nodded his head and said, "What Senior said is completely correct. Even though the weapons refined in the valley are divided into first and seventh grade, most of them are first and second grade magic tools. As for grade three and above treasures, although there are a lot of them in the sect, it is very rare. After all, to refine a grade three treasure, it is very difficult to refine without a cultivation of golden core stage. "
Han Yan asked some more interesting questions, and Zhou Fei also explained them to them one after another. When there was really nothing else to ask, Han Yan said: "Let's go!"
Zhou Fei walked to the front of the valley and took out a grey compass. After determining his position, he wanted to create a seal in the air in front of him. Suddenly, the white light in front of his eyes flashed, and an array formation appeared out of thin air. Ripples appeared on the array formation, and a person walked out. Just as he walked out, he saw Zhou Fei in front of him. He could not help but be startled, and cried out involuntarily: "How are you not dead yet?"