The Ancient Sovereign

0The black flames were extremely fast and arrived in front of Han Yan in the blink of an eye.    

    

However, at this moment, an unexpected scene occurred.    

    

Han Yan's eyes suddenly opened, and droplets of tears quickly flowed down from the corners of her eyes, falling onto her cheeks. If one looked closely, one could see traces of blood within the teardrops. Under the illumination of the sunlight, it was faintly discernible. Han Yan suddenly raised his head, and growled towards the sky, "No!" This voice wasn't loud, but it contained a tremendous amount of power. It was as if it penetrated through the starry sky, passed through heaven and earth, and wanted to pass into the hearts of one's loved ones.    

    

Han Yan's voice echoed in the starry sky. At this moment, it was as if the starry sky had frozen, and only this low roar remained.    

    

1,000 feet away, the devil soul suddenly opened its eyes and trembled. Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered and almost fell from the sky. If it wasn't for the quick reaction of the disciple next to him, who held him up, the consequences would have been unthinkable. Looking back at the devil soul's pale face, it was clear that it was heavily injured.    

    

The Demon Soul's eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief. It looked at Han Yan as if he was looking at a monster. At this moment, the Demon Soul was completely shocked, he truly could not understand, the flute was still blowing, how could Han Yan break free from the flute sound and injure him severely?    

    

For a time, everyone's gaze fell on the devil soul. Sage Jiuyang and Tianyue were equally shocked. They repeatedly shot looks at the devil soul, wanting to know what had just happened. The Demon Soul bitterly smiled, it couldn't answer the two of them. Even he didn't understand what had just happened, how could he tell others?    

    

At this time, the black flames had already landed on Han Yan's chest, and in the split second that they landed, Han Yan suddenly moved.    

    

Han Yan raised his right hand and suddenly grabbed onto the flames. The blazing flames could have burnt Han Yan into ashes. But at this time, she was quietly lying on Han Yan's palm like a obedient child. Han Yan seemed to be fine as he stared at the flames in his hands with a complicated expression in his eyes. No one could tell what he was thinking from his eyes.    

    

The surrounding people were all dumbstruck. A question simultaneously resounded in their minds, "This flame could obviously have killed Han Yan, but why is it that it no longer has the slightest bit of offensive power?"    

    

After an unknown amount of time, a surprised voice came from the crowd. "Tian Na, his palm …"    

    

Hearing that, everyone immediately looked at Han Yan's palm, only to see a scene that they couldn't believe even in their dreams.    

    

A layer of faint purple light floated above Han Yan's palm. The light was extremely dim; However, the crowd was an expert among experts. With a single glance, they could tell that the purple light was not a spell. Instead, it was flames. The color varied depending on the temperature of the flame. The yellow flame had the lowest temperature, while the purple flame had the highest temperature.    

    

The faint purple color that appeared on the center of Han Yan's palm was precisely the purple flame, which was why the black flame was unable to harm Han Yan.    

    

However, whether or not the purple flames could be used was not only based on one's cultivation level, but also one's comprehension.    

    

If a cultivator's comprehension towards fire was very strong, then even if his cultivation wasn't high, he would still be able to use purple flames. On the other hand, cultivators cannot comprehend it. Only when their cultivation reaches a certain level can they release the purple flames. Under normal circumstances, only people who had reached the space insight Realm would be able to comprehend this level.    

    

Han Yan received the purple flames in advance. However, it was not because of how strong the abilities he had comprehended were, but rather because of the large amount of luck he had. When Han Yan's mind entered the flute music world, everything in his mind vanished like smoke in thin air. There was only one person and one figure, and that was Xiao Yuyao. When the flute music rang, the moment Xiao Yuyao died, he was filled with sorrow, but at this moment, he sensed the aura of death.    

    

Relying on his extremely strong Strength of Spiritual Sense, Han Yan forcefully broke through the sound of the flute and gravely injured the devil soul. Then, Han Yan saw the black flames flying over. Suddenly, he comprehended the secrets of the purple flames and subconsciously released it. And so, the scene from earlier happened.    

    

This scene seemed to last for a long time, but in reality, it had only lasted for a short moment.    

    

Everyone still could not understand why when Han Yan had blocked the black flames, the pavilion above his head would move. In a flash, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, the light of the night tower rushed towards Han Yan. With such a fast speed, Han Yan simply did not have enough time to defend, and was trapped inside.    

    

He looked at the pavilion, and saw that there was an additional person, it was Han Yan.    

    

Han Yan stood in the middle of the pavilion with his hand holding onto the black flames, he raised his head and looked towards the sky. His eyes were unspeakably blank, as if he was thinking about something. What he did not know was that Han Yan had been hit by the Tower of Moonlight's sacred art, causing him to forget everything else.    

    

Tian Yue secretly let out a sigh of relief. With a flick of her consciousness, the Moonlight Pavilion flew in front of her. He caught it in his hand and said with a smile, "Brother Jiuyang, Brother Demon Soul, I will take out his storage bag right away." As he spoke, he cast a spell at the Moonlight Pavilion. With a flash of light, he entered the tower and turned into an invisible hand.    

    

The big hand was extremely fast, in the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of Han Yan and grabbed onto the storage bag. Just as his big hand was about to pull the storage bag off, a huge energy suddenly fell on it. This wave of energy was unimaginably large, and immediately caused the storage bag to become a part of Han Yan's body. No matter how hard the large hand tried, it was unable to pull the storage bag off Han Yan's body.    

    

Seeing the scene before her, even Tian Yue, as the owner of the treasure, was momentarily stunned.    

    

The devil soul snorted and said sarcastically, "Brother Tianyue, it seems like you can't get the storage bag either!"    

    

Sage Jiuyang didn't mock him, and instead said with a frown, "Han Yan is indeed powerful. He has no memory at all, and under such slow thinking, he is actually able to use his own spirit energy. I think this is a subconscious action." He said this, but he was surprised. He couldn't understand what kind of situation a cultivator could do in a moment of danger.    

    

Tian Yue glared at the devil soul before turning to the people behind her. "Tianhan, Tianming, Tianfei, Tianlan …" He called out the names of over ten cultivators in a row, pondered for a while, and then used a commanding tone to speak: "Inject your spirit energy into me, and help me take out the storage bag."    

    

More than ten people walked out from the Sky Night Tower disciples and arrived in front of Tian Yue. They then raised their right hands and placed them on the back of his hands.    

    

Everyone closed their eyes and a white mist began to emanate from their arms as they focused all of their energy on channeling into Tian Ye's body. This method of transferring spiritual energy was a temporary method that couldn't be used to increase one's cultivation. If one didn't use up all of this spiritual energy within an hour, it would automatically dissipate.    

    

The rest of the Sky Night Tower disciples looked at everyone vigilantly to prevent others from launching a sneak attack.    

    

Borrowing spiritual power didn't seem to be too dangerous, but if someone were to launch a sneak attack at them, it would be easy to severely injure them.    

    

It could be seen from this point that the cultivators of the three sects were secretly on guard against each other.    

    

Sage Jiuyang obviously didn't have any plans to add insult to injury. He only smiled faintly and didn't do anything else.    

    

Even though the devil soul wanted to use this opportunity to kill Tian Yue, he knew that if Jiu Yang didn't help him, even if he killed Tian Yue, he wouldn't be able to leave this place. Moreover, if Tian Yue was not killed, she would only be able to heavily injure Tian Yue. With Tian Yue's temper, it was very possible that she would release Han Yan. If Han Yan was released, he would definitely crazily kill them …    

    

Thinking about it till this point, the devil soul did not dare continue to think about it. Just thinking about Han Yan's power made his scalp tingle.    

    

The amount of spiritual power in Tianyue's body increased as it continuously poured into the Moonlight Pavilion. The invisible hand of spiritual power also began to materialize. When the spiritual energy hand looked exactly the same as the real hand, Tian Yue shouted, "Come out!" With a clatter, the storage bag broke away from Han Yan's body and flew out of the Moonlight Pavilion.    

    

She then got everyone to stop the inputting of spirit energy. Then, she cupped her fists towards Spiritual Master Jiuyang and the Demon Soul and said: "You two, I will kill the storage bag now since it is so easily obtained. Then, I will open the storage bag and split the items within equally, is that alright?" He saw the two of them nod their heads and cast spell after spell at the light tower.    

    

The luminous tower quickly started to spin, and as it spun faster and faster, Han Yan's figure became more and more blurry.    

    

Perhaps because she was about to obtain the super magical equipment, Tian Yue felt extremely good. She glanced at the Moonlight Pavilion which was currently rotating at an extremely fast speed and said to the two of them, "The magic treasure contains a Space divine abilities that cannot be used outside. This divine ability is called the Space Revolving Technique. It is said that no matter how powerful a cultivator is trapped inside, as long as they are unable to escape within an hour, they will be turned into ashes within the rapidly spinning pavilion. "    

    

Although it seemed like Tian Yue was just chatting, she was actually warning the two of them. If they dared to act recklessly, he could also kill the two of them.    

    

Sage Jiuyang heard the hidden meaning behind his words and faintly smiled. "It is indeed a very powerful magic treasure."    

    

After all, the devil soul was a Devil Dao Cultivator. Seeing that the other party was about to obtain the super magical equipment, its heart became unbalanced. He did not dare make a move, but did not have any intention of letting the opponent go. He scoffed: "Brother Tian Yue, since this treasure is so powerful, tell me, how long do you think it will take for Han Yan to be turned into ashes?"    

    

She glanced at the Night Light Tower and said, "As it rotates faster and faster, the Power of space inside will also be faster and faster at killing the primordial spirit. In front of us, Han Yan's body is already transparent. When he becomes transparent enough that we can no longer see him anymore, it will be the moment his ashes vanish. "    

    

The Demon Soul waved his hand and somewhat impatiently said, "You've already said this, but you haven't told me how long it will be before."    

    

Tian Yue replied without thinking, "Two hours at most."    

    

"Really?" The Demon Soul said with a look of disbelief. His tone was tinged with provocation.    

    

Tian Yue smiled without a hint of anger. "Of course it's true. If you can't make him disappear in two hours, brother Demon Soul, just state your conditions."    

    

The devil soul had spoken for so long just for Tian Yue's words. At this moment, hearing Tian Yue speak, he clapped his hands and said, "Alright, since Brother Tian Yue is so straightforward, then I will not act. If Han Yan does not turn into ashes within two hours, the storage bag will be under my custody. Once Han Yan's soul is gone, the storage bag will begin to fight. When I take out the super magical equipment, we can split the remaining treasures.    

    

Tian Yue's face darkened when she heard that. Jiuyang let out a bitter laugh and didn't say anything else.    

    

Tian Yue didn't say a word, but the disciples behind her didn't want to. They took out their treasures and locked their divine senses on the devil souls, ready to act at any time. Seeing that the battle was about to begin, the cultivators of Demonic Sound Sect were dissatisfied with their reaction speed. To show off in front of the devil soul, the newly subdued hunter also joined in.    

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For a moment, the cultivators of the Demonic Sound Sect not only outnumbered the cultivators of the Sky Night Tower, they also overpowered them in terms of aura.    

    

Tian Yue's face became unsightly. With a twitch of his eyebrows, he turned to the crowd behind him and coldly said, "All of you, stop."    

    

Just as he was about to put down the treasure, Tian Han suddenly said: "Tower Lord, they have gone too far …"    

    

As everyone was arguing, no one noticed that a hair-sized crack had appeared on Han Yan's storage bag. Subsequently, a stream of light that was nearly undetectable by the naked eye suddenly flew into the rapidly spinning Night Light Tower and disappeared. After the storage bag closed its eyes, everything returned to normal.