Just as Wang Yan was lost in his thoughts, he suddenly shuddered. The glowing tunnel had disappeared without him knowing.
As far as the eye could see, there was a dazzling and resplendent light at the end.
The light was very small, but as time went on, it grew larger and larger. It was a dot completely composed of white light.
"We're here."
As soon as Xue Wuhen finished speaking, Wang Yan felt his vision blur. He was temporarily blinded.
A few seconds later, his vision returned to normal. Wang Yan was rather stunned, because the three of them were currently in a vast mountain range.
"Where is this?"
Xue Wuhen looked around and suddenly looked at Wang Yan with interest. "The Great Yan Dynasty, the southwest mountains."
"This place is less than half a day's journey from the Great Yan Dynasty. With our speed, we'll arrive in five minutes at most."
With that, Xue Wuhen stopped smiling. "Kid, have you really thought it through?
Getting the Pill of Salvation from the Flame Emperor won't be easy. "
"Not to mention that you've killed Yan Huo. You've probably become the top of the Great Yan Dynasty's must-kill list already. Everyone wants to kill you."
Just when Wang Yan was about to reply, Simon Rampart beat him to it. He smiled disdainfully. "We'll deal with it in the future. What's there to be afraid of?"
"Plus, with Wang Yan's current cultivation, is there anyone who can stop him across the entire Starsource Continent? Is there anyone who dares to say no to him?"
Half a step away from Star Plucking was basically an invincible existence on the Starsource Continent where experts rarely appeared.
Of course, that was under the assumption that the Skyroad sect did not make an appearance.
If the Skyroad sect learned of this and sent members to hunt down Wang Yan …
Even if Wang Yan was half-step Star Plucking Soul, he probably would not be able to escape death.
After all, the Skyroad sect was known to stand above all organisations. They called themselves the embodiment of the heavenly ways.
Every single one of its members was a peerless overlord that shook the ancients and dazzled the contemporaries. Their skills were profound and had already entered the realm of perfection.
"I agree with big brother Ximen's words. Moreover, since we are already here, we should give it a try no matter what."
"If the Flame Emperor has it but doesn't want to give it to me, then I can only take it by force."
Even so, Wang Yan had already made up his mind. If Emperor Yan really had the Boundless Salvation Pill, he would get it even if he had to slaughter the entire city!
…
"Report!
Half an incense stick's worth of time ago, the teleportation formation connecting the southwest to the East Continent was activated. There should be cultivators from the East Continent coming to the West Continent. "
In the majestic palace filled with Star Power, Yan Hun looked at the nervous guards and frowned.
Currently, the relationship between the East and West Continents was like fire and water, and it was all because of one person: Wang Yan.
Apart from his identity as a probationary member of the Skyroad sect, Yan Huo had another identity. He was the Great Protector of the Great Yan Dynasty.
He was the symbol of the Great Yan Dynasty's strongest force, and wherever he went, he represented the Great Yan Dynasty.
Now, he had died in the East Continent, buried in a foreign land, and the person who caused all this was a young man who was not even 20 years old!
This was a great humiliation to the Great Yan Dynasty. However, Wang Yan's cultivation was too strong, and he had already reached an undefeatable level.
Unless a true Star Plucking State expert appeared, or the Skyroad sect personally came to deal with him.
That was the only way to suppress Wang Yan.
Under such circumstances, the cultivators from the East Continent still dared to use the teleportation formation to descend to the West Continent. They had no respect for the Great Yan Dynasty!
"How many cultivators from the East Continent have used the teleportation formation to arrive at the West Continent?"
"Your Highness, based on the fluctuations of the teleportation formation, there should be less than five."
Yan Hun was stunned. "Less than five?
Is this true?! "
"I deduced this based on the fluctuations of the teleportation formation. However, I am not sure of the exact number."
Hearing this, Yan Hun's eyes turned cold, and an uncontrollable killing intent surged from the bottom of his eyes. "What's the use of keeping you?
Scram! "
He struck out with his palm, and the guard was instantly sent flying.
The moment it flew out of the palace, it exploded in the air with a bang, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.
"If there are really less than five people descending on the West Continent, then these people must be extremely strong to dare to be so careless."
"I cannot be careless about this. I must report this to my father!"
After thinking for a while, Yan Hun walked towards the Incinerating Flame Palace, which symbolized the highest authority of the Great Yan Dynasty.
This was the Yan Emperor's bedroom, and also the place where the Great Yan Dynasty's power was concentrated.
…
The Incinerating Flame Palace.
The Yan Emperor, who was in his prime, was leading a group of Flame Pavilion members. They were carefully sizing up the three people who had suddenly appeared.
One of them was dressed in a coarse hemp robe, carrying a broken sword on his back, and a fiery red wine gourd tied to his waist.
His facial features were well-defined, and his eyes were deep. His face was tough, and there was an endless heroic aura between his brows.
The other person was dressed in a dark red silk robe. His long hair was loose, and his eyebrows were like blood brushes. He was handsome, but there was a hint of coldness between his brows.
From time to time, his long and narrow eyes flashed with a chilling light. He was like a bloodthirsty Evil Emperor, and one look at him would send shivers down one's spine.
The one in the middle was a young man with a delicate face and a thin figure.
The most eye-catching thing about him was his pair of eyes that were as dark as the night. They were like the cold stars in the night sky, and also like two bottomless ancient wells, deep and full of mystery.
As time passed, the atmosphere became heavy and oppressive.
It was as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing on one's chest, making it hard for one to breathe.
The Yan Emperor frowned. "You must be the mysterious Chaos City Lord, Xue Wuhen, right?"
"And this should be the renowned venerable of the Way of the Sword, the Liquor Sword Immortal, right?"
The Yan Emperor's gaze gradually became cold when he reached there. "This handsome young man must be the youngest Full Star realm expert who has shaken up the entire Starsource Continent recently, Wang Yan?"
Simon Rampart shrugged and took a sip of alcohol. He completely ignored the Yan Emperor's question.
As for Xue Wuhen, he was unfazed, as if he had not heard him at all.
Wang Yan clasped his fist. "Greetings, Yan Emperor. I've suddenly come to the Western Continent for a request. I hope you can grant it, Yan Emperor."
Wang Yan did not beat around the bush, getting straight to the point.
The expressions of the Yan Emperor and the others all changed. Some of the experts of the Flame Pavilion even showed hostility as their presences surged.
Just when a battle was about to erupt, a rather abrupt voice suddenly rang out.
"May I ask what request brother Wang has? Why don't you tell us?"
Everyone could not help but look over at the sudden voice. However, when they saw that the person was a handsome young man who gave off the bearing of a ruler, Wang Yan made up his mind.
"Can this prince make all the decisions?"
Even with Yan Emperor's pride, he could not help but feel secretly surprised when he saw the young man who was even younger than him but had already shaken up the entire Starsource Continent.
"What are you saying, brother Wang?
There's only a single Yan Emperor in the Great Yan Dynasty. I may be a prince, but it's not up to me to decide what to do. "
(End of the chapter)