Wang Yan had never imagined that Li Zhenhai would be so despicable and shameless.
Disregarding his status, he had committed such a despicable act.
At the same time, Wang Yan was quite dissatisfied with Zhou Ao's carelessness. If not for the fact that he was Wang Xian 'er's master, the Sun Sect's Eighth Elder, Wang Yan would not have shown any mercy.
In a battle with him, Wang Yan would not show any mercy.
This was because he currently possessed the strength to contend with a peak Star Refining cultivator. It was just that no one knew of this.
Since entering the ancient mystic territory, he had never had the opportunity to enter the Shattered Star Diagram to cultivate his Divine Soul.
However, his cultivation was rising like a rocket, rising rapidly.
During the month of adventuring in the ancient mystic territory, the first half of Wang Yan's time was spent searching for Cang Jin and the others. Only in the latter half of the month did he begin to seriously cultivate.
In other words, Wang Yan had only used a short half a month to break through from the fifth stage of the Star Forging realm to the peak of the ninth stage of the Star Forging realm!
Wang Yan's monstrous Martial Dao aptitude and talent could not be ignored. The ancient mystic territory's rich star power was also a major reason.
Without the star power comparable to the Sun Sect's Dragon Transformation Stage, even if Wang Yan's incomparably monstrous talent was unrivalled, it would have been impossible for him to break through to the peak of the ninth stage of the Star Forging realm in half a month.
Moreover, breaking through in the ancient mystic territory was not only limited to cultivation.
Although Wang Yan couldn't enter the Broken Star Diagram to cultivate, he didn't slack off on cultivating his soul at the same time as he drew the power of the stars into his body and condensed it into strands of star power.
For ordinary martial cultivators, when their cultivation made a breakthrough, their Divine Soul would also make a breakthrough.
But Soul Cultivators were different. This was because their Divine Soul and physical body fused and separated.
One's cultivation could not represent their Divine Soul. One could only use specific methods to temper their Divine Soul or practice Soul Arts.
Only in this way could one's Divine Soul constantly make breakthroughs and become more solid and powerful.
But in the ancient mystic realm, Wang Yan had already cultivated half of the 36 forms of the Mysterious Heaven Divine Soul Art. His divine soul had directly broken through to the 8th stage of Star Forging!
Other than Sect Master Nie Feichen, First Elder Ji Tianran, and a few other Elders, the reason why Wang Yan was able to disappear in front of everyone during his battle with Zhou Ao was because of Sect Master Nie Feichen, First Elder Ji Tianran, and a few other Elders.
Even Zhou Ao, who was fighting against Wang Yan, did not notice it. If not for Wang Yan deliberately revealing an opening at the end, Zhou Ao would not even know how he lost.
The reason why Wang Yan was able to do this was because of his powerful Soul Power and unpredictable Soul Skills.
Today, Wang Yan's cultivation was at the peak of the ninth stage of Star Forging and his Divine Soul was at the eighth stage of Star Forging.
When the two merged into one, they could rival a peak Star Refinement Realm expert!
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Thousands of miles away from Qinghe Town, at the foot of a huge mountain, there was a forest of maple trees.
In this season where hundreds of flowers bloomed and competed with each other in beauty, everything was yellow and withered, revealing a desolate aura of death.
As far as the eye could see, it was like a lone boat in a green sea.
As the warm breeze blew past, large patches of maple leaves swirled and floated down.
Like rootless duckweed or unknown flowing water, they floated to the ground without a trace.
Under a towering maple tree that seemed to require three people holding hands to encircle it, there was a figure sitting cross-legged on a tall and mighty steed.
What was surprising was that there was not a single leaf under this large maple tree.
The yellow and red maple leaves that filled the sky floated down with the wind. However, when they were three meters away, they changed directions and floated into the distance.
It was as if this large maple tree was separated by an invisible wall of air. Nothing could approach within three meters of it.
The tall and mighty steed was a jet-black adult male horse. Its fur was glossy, as if it were painted, and its four limbs were strong and sturdy.
From time to time, it would raise its head and stare at the falling maple leaves with a pair of walnut-sized eyes.
It seemed to be wondering why none of the maple leaves in the sky had fallen here.
After a while, the jet-black steed lowered its head and two streams of white gas came out of its nostrils, as if it was expressing its dissatisfaction. It shook its butt violently a few times.
In an instant, the figure sitting cross-legged trembled slightly and opened its eyes.
"In the season where it should be blooming, it chose to wither and turn yellow. Is it hinting at something?"
The figure stood up slowly and looked past the jet-black steed to the carriage behind it.
Dots of cold light suddenly appeared!
In an instant, a formless and terrifying pressure spread out.
The yellow and red maple leaves that filled the sky froze and floated in the air, not moving at all!
After a breath, the terrifying aura that made all beasts bow disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
The motionless maple leaves floated down once again, swirling in the air.
The jet-black steed lowered its head and ate the soil. It spat it out indignantly and two streams of white gas came out of its nostrils.
Time passed silently and the blazing sun in the sky gradually moved to the west.
The radiance was no longer dazzling and there was a hint of desolation in it.
It was like an old man in his twilight years, squinting his turbid eyes and looking at the world.
At this moment, a young man riding on a wolf beast walked towards the bloody sun.
The young man had a delicate face, sword-like eyebrows, and he looked a little tired.
At first glance, he looked ordinary. Whether it was his facial features or appearance, he could only be considered delicate.
But upon closer inspection, there was a different kind of charm.
Especially that pair of black eyes that were as dark as the night, people could not help but want to take a few more glances.
"Rustle..."
A whirlwind appeared out of nowhere, rolling up the withered leaves in the sky.
The formless and terrifying aura appeared again. The jet-black steed no longer complained. It twisted its fat butt and moved its strong limbs, slowly retreating.
"We meet again."
"Give me the man and you can go."
The empty sleeves of the robe fluttered under the whirlwind. The young man's delicate face began to show a ferocious expression.
Slowly shaking his head, the figure that had been standing under the big maple tree finally took a step forward.
With just one step, he came to the side of the carriage. With a wave of his hand, he isolated all the power of the stars within three feet of him.
"Unless I die, I will not hand her over to you."
"I have temporarily restricted the area within three feet of the carriage. A life for a life is the law. Come on."
The figure took another step forward and disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the Gale Wolf, and lightly struck with his palm.
In an instant, the withered leaves in the sky suddenly froze, and then exploded into pieces!
The palm looked light, as if it did not contain any power, slow and powerless.
"Quick!"
Stepping on the head of the Gale Wolf, the one-armed young man leaped into the air and used the momentum to strike with his palm!
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, a bright and dazzling light shot out from the palm of the palm that had already been struck out!
The light was as small as a needle, like a silver needle, but it had the power to illuminate all the darkness in the world.
As soon as it appeared, the surrounding space quickly shook layer by layer, like snow melting in the spring sun, and became thin!
The next moment, the dazzling light left the young man's palm and disappeared into the thin and distorted space!
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