"I believe that the Warrior Sage can definitely solve this matter. After all, this concerns the future of the East Continent for the next thousand years."
"If he succeeds, the overall strength of the East Continent will definitely go up by more than three levels."
Bai Yiyuan suddenly fell silent, and there was no sound in the huge palace.
At the level of Bai Yiyuan, only a wisp of his aura could suppress tens of thousands of people.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, oppressive, and oppressive.
If someone at the peak of Cuixing Peak walked into the palace at this time, he would immediately be suppressed and kneel on the ground.
"If this man can win the first place in the Talents' Convention, I will no longer object, and I will not pursue the past."
"You are indeed a Prime Warrior saint. On behalf of countless practitioners in the East Continent, I thank you, Master Warrior Sage."
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Sitting cross-legged in the secret cultivation room, Wang Yan closed his eyes, but his Divine Soul was extremely active, constantly surging and shuttling in his Mud-pill Palace.
Wang Yan rarely used the Thousand Soul Reincarnation Sword Technique, as it was a move that dealt a heavy blow to the enemy and a heavy blow to himself.
If he had not used all his trump cards in a life-and-death battle, Wang Yan would never use this Soul Technique.
After all, the side effects were too great. If he was not careful, his Divine Soul would be in chaos and he would become a lunatic. If it was serious, his Divine Soul would be annihilated, leaving only his body.
Fortunately, he got through this and successfully devoured all of Wei Wuwei's soul power.
Because of this, Wang Yan knew the ins and outs of everything, and also discovered the unknown secrets behind the great battle that made Bai Yiyuan famous hundreds of years ago.
Wei Wuwei's life memories, cultivation insights, cultivation methods and martial arts techniques all became Wang Yan's.
Wei Wuwei was also a strange person. He started out as a martial arts practitioner, and by chance, he obtained the inheritance of a powerful demonic cultivator.
He completely abandoned martial arts and cultivated the demonic path, becoming a complete demonic cultivator.
However, because he obtained the inheritance of the powerful demonic cultivator, he had to absorb the blood essence of living people when he reached a certain level, or lose eight or nine yuan.
As a result, Wei Wuwei finally embarked on a bloody path of no return, which aroused the anger of countless people.
When he fought with Bai Yiyuan at Er Mountain, Wei Wuwei had just broken through to the first level of the Full Star Realm. Not to mention that he was very weak, if he did not take the time to adjust his breathing, he was likely to fall back to the Star Tempering Realm.
Because of this, only Bai Yiyuan at the peak of Cuixing Peak could suppress Wei Wuwei.
However, the gap between the Star Tempering State and the Full Star State was like an insurmountable chasm.
Even if Wei Wuwei's realm was unstable and he was very weak, he was not someone Bai Yiyuan could kill.
The two of them fought countless rounds and were evenly matched. Neither of them could do anything to the other.
Finally, for the sake of fame and fortune, Bai Yiyuan thought of a way to make Wei Wuwei fake his death.
He also promised Wei Wuwei that he would help him stabilize his realm and help him find a blessed land to hide in.
After weighing the pros and cons, Wei Wuwei agreed decisively. That was how he became the Prime Warrior saint Bai Yiyuan, who killed the unparalleled demon Taoist Wuwei at Er Mountain.
Afterward, Bai Yiyuan did find a place for Wei Wuwei, but he did not help him stabilize his realm. Instead, he left him to fend for himself.
As for Wei Wuwei, because he had just broken through, he went through an unprecedented battle, which caused his realm to be unstable and he almost fell out of the Star Tempering Realm.
After dozens of years of cultivation, he finally stabilized his realm, but he still stayed at the first level of the Full Star Realm.
Because of his previous agreement with Bai Yiyuan, he could not stir up trouble again. He could only secretly help Bai Yiyuan do those shady things in exchange for cultivation resources.
More importantly, after dozens of years, Bai Yiyuan broke through to the Full Star Realm. His realm was even higher than his, so Wei Wuwei could not resist.
"It turns out that you are such a Prime warrior saint."
After reading Wei Wuwei's lifetime memories, Wang Yan could not help but sigh that the Prime warrior saint that everyone praised was actually a ruthless hypocrite who fished for fame and compliments.
As for the inheritance of the powerful demonic cultivator that Wei Wuwei had obtained, Wang Yan was not interested at all. He had not even read the memory fragments related to this.
Moreover, in the depths of Wei Wuwei's memory, Wang Yan vaguely saw some blurry images.
This was Wei Wuwei's own conjecture, but it made Wang Yan very shocked. Because according to Wei Wuwei's conjecture, Bai Yiyuan was planning a shocking plan.
Once this plan succeeded, it would undoubtedly cause an earthquake in the entire East Continent. At that time, it would definitely cause countless wars.
After a while, Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes. His eyes flickered, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
"With my current cultivation, I can't fight Bai Yiyuan head-on, unless the Heaven Defying Strike of my left arm and the tenfold attack power of the Wanxiang Divine Armor are fully recovered.
"But these are far from enough. I must make another breakthrough. It's best if I can reach the high level of the Star Tempering Stage. Only in this way can I have the confidence to fight him."
After muttering to himself, Wang Yan took out a few Eight-stripe Spirit-boosting Fruits and ten thousand middle-grade Star-guiding Stones.
In this case, it was not the time to be stingy. If he could make a breakthrough, he must do his best.
Rolling up his sleeves, he looked at the dark cyan Sky Burying Divine Characters, raised the corner of his mouth, and stroked the complex lines with his left hand.
"Old man, it's up to you next. Don't let me down."
After saying that, Wang Yan adjusted his posture, palms and palms facing the sky, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.
After a while, a long breath sounded in the silent secret room.
With a thought from Wang Yan, the Sky Burying Divine Characters on his right arm slowly wriggled and began to emit a faint cyan light.
A fist-sized vortex slowly condensed and emerged from Wang Yan's right arm, growing rapidly as it rotated.
In the blink of an eye, the vortex became the size of a house, wrapping Wang Yan in it like a giant funnel.
The mountainous pile of mid-grade Star Guiding Stones instantly emitted a large amount of Star Power. Strands of Star Power interweaved together, forming a surging Star River!
The Star River was attracted by several vortexes and completely instilled into Wang Yan's right arm, refined by the Sky Burying Divine Characters, and then transmitted to his Dantian.
The whole process not only made Wang Yan's Dantian gradually full, but also made his body tougher under the Star Force.
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The next day, Wang Yan, who had been practicing for a night, hurried out of the secret room before the sun rose.
The momentum that he inadvertently exuded was heavier and more terrible than before.
After a night of cultivation, he was able to make further progress in his cultivation.
The number of Star Force in the Tai Chi Dantian had reached 20 million, indicating that Wang Yan had officially stepped into the second stage of the Cuixing Realm.
The sun rose from the east, and the Purple Qi came from the east.
Without Wang Yan deliberately absorbing it, the God of Elixir automatically appeared between his eyebrows, crazily absorbing the Hong Meng Purple Qi.
"Do you think the sunrise or the sunset is better?"
Suddenly, a gentle voice rang in Wang Yan's ears, like a morning bell, making him feel relaxed and at ease.
Unknowingly, a middle-aged, gentle, scholarly man appeared beside Wang Yan, looking up to the east.
Suppressing the horror in his heart, Wang Yan's pupils shrank slightly. This man could come to him quietly without being discovered. It could be imagined how terrifying his strength was.
"I like the sunrise, because it represents vitality and vigor, passion and courage."
After that, Wang Yan turned his head to look at this man. His mind suddenly roared, and he was stunned.
(End of this chapter)