"It's not advice. I just want to know if Senior Brother Han has any intention of fighting for the relic."
Even though Han Hongyu was mentally prepared, he could not help being stunned by Wang Yan's straightforward words.
After a few breaths, he smiled bitterly. "Junior Brother Wang, you can say what you want to say. We're from the same sect, so there's no need to be secretive."
Wang Yan's eyes flickered when he heard that, but he shook his head after a while and walked to the next stele without saying a word.
The Star Sect's disciple under the stele stood up unwillingly and walked far away. At the same time, he was filled with regret.
If he had known, he would have refined the stele with all his might and not given Wang Yan a chance.
Wang Yan sat with his legs crossed and refined the stele as usual.
The Star Sect's disciples and Star sect's disciples who witnessed everything were furious, but there was nothing they could do.
Even the strongest person there, Yuan Zun, had tacitly agreed to Wang Yan's overbearing behavior. What else could they do?
Nonetheless, everyone understood that they should take advantage of the time when Wang Yan was refining the stele to refine the stele that belonged to them with all their might.
That way, the chances of them being chased away by Wang Yan would be greatly reduced.
That was because the stele would disappear after it was refined. No matter how fast Wang Yan refined it, it would take some time.
Everyone understood that even though it was self-evident.
At that moment, no one held back anymore. They activated their astral powers to the extreme and refined the stele with all their might.
Time passed quietly. After some time, Wang Yan, who was sitting with his legs crossed, slowly opened his eyes.
At the same time, the stele that emitted an ancient and desolate aura disappeared.
That stele was the last one out of the 109 steles!
As Wang Yan stood up, everyone looked at him as if his every word and action was being watched by everyone.
"According to the will hidden in the stele, the person who refines the most out of the 109 steles will have a higher chance of obtaining the relic."
"Now that I've refined fifty stone steles, I can be considered to be the first person here. If what I said is true, then doesn't it mean that it's very possible for me to obtain a supreme divine weapon?"
As his thoughts raced, Wang Yan looked up and saw that everyone was gloomy.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps approached from afar. At the same time, Cang Jin's voice rang in Wang Yan's ears.
"Boss, what do we do next?"
Wang Yan shook his head and revealed a helpless expression as he looked at the sect remnant.
"Now that the stone tablet has been completely refined, we can only wait and see."
As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze swept past Liu Chen and the others, and he suddenly asked, "How many steles have all of you refined?"
"Thanks to you, I refined ten of them."
Liu Chen shrugged and said helplessly.
He had seen Wang Yan's performance earlier, and he felt a deep sense of helplessness in his heart.
He realized that the distance between him and Wang Yan was getting further and further, and he almost could not catch up.
In fact, Liu Chen even suspected that he might not be able to take one move from Wang Yan after the ancient secret realm trial.
"What about you?"
Meeting Wang Yan's questioning gaze, Cang Jin's expressionless face revealed a rare hint of embarrassment. "Five."
He nodded without a trace, and his gaze fell on Lin. However, before he could wait for Wang Yan to ask, Lin's thin face immediately lit up with a pleased and excited expression.
"Big Brother, I … I refined twenty stone tablets. I could have refined more, but in the end, they were all gone when I opened my eyes."
In an instant, Wang Yan was stunned on the spot.
Liu Chen and Cang Jin looked at the distressed Lin in disbelief, unable to speak for a long time.
Even someone as strong as Wang Yan had only refined fifty tablets, but Lin had refined twenty!
"How, how did you refine them so quickly?"
Wang Yan asked the same question that Liu Chen and Cang Jin had, because this matter was too unbelievable.
Shaking his head in confusion, Lin's large eyes widened, and he did not know how to answer.
Seeing this, Wang Yan smiled helplessly and reached out to pat his head. "Well done."
However, right at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
The originally gray dome suddenly darkened, as if it was a sign that night was about to fall.
Such a strange phenomenon caused everyone to raise their heads to look.
"Everyone, look, what's going on?!"
Suddenly, an exclamation sounded. Everyone hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound, and all of them were shocked.
The originally plain and ordinary sect ruins suddenly seemed to have been turned back in time, and the broken walls seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, uprooted from the ground, and began to restore their original appearance!
The dilapidated and mottled sect ruins seemed to have been reborn at this moment, and gradually revealed its former glory to everyone.
The broken pillars and beams that had been deposited in the ground broke out of the ground, and fell in their original positions according to invisible trajectories.
In less than a few breaths, the sect ruins that had been destroyed by the river of time were completely restored!
In the next instant, the place where the one hundred and nine stone tablets originally stood lit up with a gray halo.
As time passed, these gray halos gradually condensed together.
When the one hundred and nine gray halos completely gathered together, a terrifying aura that made everyone's expression change suddenly rippled out!
"This is … the Death Qi?!"
Someone exclaimed, and Wang Yan immediately retreated. At the same time, Liu Chen and the others followed his footsteps and retreated.
This shocking Death Qi was like an ancient ferocious beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years, and the oppressive pressure that made everyone feel short of breath forced everyone to retreat.
Then, the giant Death Qi gradually changed shape, and under everyone's shocked gazes, it turned into a human figure.
The moment the figure was completely formed, the shocking Death Qi disappeared as if it had never been there in the first place.
The figure had hands and feet, and it was nine feet tall. It looked tall and mighty, but it had no facial features. To be precise, it had no face!
Right at this moment, the grey figure raised his hand, and eight grey streams of air that were as thick as a thumb shuttled through the air and shot towards the group like lightning bolts!
"Retreat!"
With a cold shout, Wang Yan immediately used the Wandering Body Steps and began to dodge.
The rest of the people did not dare to delay, and they all began to dodge.
Facing this unknown figure and the gray airflows, everyone's heart was shrouded in a cloud of haze.
At first, the eight gray airflows drifted aimlessly, but in the blink of an eye, they seemed to have found a suitable target, and they scattered in all directions, chasing after the people.
They were so fast that they were comparable to lightning!
However, the moment they flew across the void, there was no sound of wind breaking, and it was very strange.
Wang Yan, who was dodging, suddenly froze, because one of the airflows was shooting toward him!
Immediately, Wang Yan used the Wandering Body Steps with all his might, and at the same time, he channeled the astral powers from his Dantian to his feet.
With every step, Wang Yan seemed to have the wind under his feet, and his figure was erratic, almost reaching the level of shrinking the ground into an inch.
However, this gray airflow seemed to have identified Wang Yan, and it suddenly disappeared in the void when he changed his direction.
The next moment, the gray airflow appeared directly in front of Wang Yan, and at the speed of light, it disappeared between his eyebrows!
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