Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

Click!

A crisp sound was heard, and cracks appeared on the seal above the head of the Immortal Lord. Then, the seal shattered with a loud bang, turned into starlight, and dissipated in the air.

"Hmm?" The pupils of the Immortal Lord suddenly shrank, and his face was full of shock and disbelief. A huge recoil force came, and he staggered back, with a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

However, before he could steady himself, Jiang Han's figure was already approaching like a ghost. Jiang Han slapped his palm, and millions of stars surged in his palm, and the bright light illuminated the entire world. This palm seemed to contain the power of the universe, suppressing the Immortal Heavenly Venerable.

boom!
In an instant, the sky was filled with white light, like thousands of scorching suns shining on the earth at the same time, making it impossible for people to open their eyes. All the monks watching the battle below closed their eyes at the same time, unable to endure the glaring light. A strong wind wave swept over, blowing them away, and many monks vomited blood and were seriously injured.

"what--"

"When my true body arrives, I will definitely avenge today's vengeance! If I don't kill you, the hatred in my heart will never go away!"

Suddenly, the roar of the Immortal Lord filled with murderous intent came from the white light. The voice was full of unwillingness and anger, and then spread far away, echoing in every corner of the Xuanyu.

Gradually, the roar faded away and the distant sky was dead silent.

"That man disappeared!"

"Is the battle over?!"

"Is the god worshipped by the Bulao Mountain dead?"

"It seems to be just a projection, not the real body."

……

The white light dissipated, and the monks in the distance looked at the sky above the Immortal Mountain with anxiety, their eyes filled with astonishment. They couldn't believe that the famous Immortal Heavenly Venerable was defeated by the mysterious young man in front of them.

The void that had been shattered by the battle was being repaired by an invisible force of space. The figure that had descended from the sky with the Five Elements Seal on his head disappeared, and there was only a young man in a long robe. He was calm and composed, with no emotion on his face from beginning to end, and he slowly descended through the void.

"The Immortal Lord was defeated!"

"Don't forget, it's just a clone. When the real body comes, we don't know who will be stronger or weaker."

"Humph, if it were you, would you be able to defeat that clone? No matter what, he is a giant in the upper world! Even if it is a clone, he can kill you with just one finger."

"With his strength, even the great catastrophe that will come soon won't be able to stop him."

……

In all parts of Xuanyu, the powerful creatures who had awakened cast their eyes on Jiang Han, looking at each other in surprise. Obviously, the result of this battle was beyond their expectations. They had never thought that someone could take advantage of the Immortal Heavenly Venerable, let alone defeat him.

"How could this happen... Tianzun actually lost..."

The monks of Bu Lao Mountain murmured, each of them seemed to have lost their souls. They could not accept the current result. The Tianzun, who was once as invincible as a god in their hearts, was now beaten and fled, which made their faith collapse instantly.

When the battle ended, Qin Fa and Qin Shoucheng's faces turned gray in an instant. The venerables were like being struck by lightning, staring at Jiang Han numbly, at a loss, like clay sculptures or wooden carvings. Their legs were weak, and they could hardly stand, their hearts filled with fear and despair.

"You...you don't come over here..."

Looking at Jiang Han approaching step by step, Qin Fa's face turned pale, and cold sweat flowed down his spine. At this moment, Jiang Han, who was wearing a warm smile, was no different from a deadly messenger from hell in Qin Fa's eyes. Every step he took was like stepping on his heart.

Qin Shoucheng, who was standing by, swallowed his saliva, and the fear in his eyes was no less than that of Qin Fa. His hands trembled slightly, and he wanted to cast a spell to resist, but he found that his body seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force and could not move.

"I have no intention of arguing with you, but you actually invited Qin Changsheng to try to suppress me with his help."

Jiang Han crossed his arms over his chest, and glanced at Qin Fa, Qin Shoucheng and the others with a playful look on his face: "Unfortunately, even if he is your ancestor, in my opinion, he is no different from you, just a slightly more powerful ant."

Hearing this, Qin Fa, Qin Shoucheng and other venerables trembled. Just when they tried to say something, a chill came from all directions, penetrating deep into their bones. An inexplicable fear surged in their hearts, as if the god of death was beckoning them.

Buzz buzz buzz - in the terrifying and strange sound, the monks of Bu Lao Mountain only felt their bodies tremble, as if their whole bodies were imprisoned and unable to move. Looking up, their pupils instantly dilated, and cold sweat flowed uncontrollably on their foreheads.

Above them, a giant palm made of ripples came straight towards them and arrived in an instant. Wherever the giant palm passed, the space was distorted and the air made a sharp whistling sound.

Boom!

A huge palm of ten thousand feet pressed down, and the figures of Qin Fa and others disappeared in an instant, and then slapped the Bu Lao Mountain below. Suddenly, the mountains collapsed, the earth sank, and a palm print of ten thousand feet replaced the previously towering Bu Lao Mountain. Smoke and dust rose into the sky, covering the sky and the sun. The once glorious Bu Lao Mountain, at this moment, was completely reduced to ruins.

"This...Bulao Mountain has been destroyed!"

"Oh my god, the most powerful force in Xuanyu is gone just like that."

The monks in the distance looked at the no longer existing Bu Lao Mountain, their expressions were stunned, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time. Their eyes were full of fear and awe, looking at Jiang Han's back, as if they were looking at a demon god from ancient times.

At the same time, a ferocious face could be vaguely seen in the sky above. Its cold eyes were fixed on Jiang Han, and it was filled with murderous intent. It looked exactly like the Immortal Heavenly Lord. He seemed to be trying hard to break the rules of heaven and earth, descend in his true form, and fight Jiang Han again. However, the time had not come yet, so he could only stare at Jiang Han unwillingly, with murderous intent in his eyes as if he wanted to cut Jiang Han into pieces.

Jiang Han glanced disapprovingly at the Immortal Lord of the upper world, and then walked towards the little guy. His steps were steady and calm, as if the shocking battle he had just experienced was just an insignificant episode for him.

"Mother, I told you that Master is very strong." The little one jumped into Jiang Han's arms like a happy little deer, his face flushed with excitement, his eyes shining with admiration. He hugged Jiang Han's neck tightly, his voice full of pride, as if it was not Master who defeated the Immortal Lord, but himself.

Qin Yining nodded subconsciously, her eyes were empty and dazed, and she stood there like a statue. Her lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't make any sound. The earth-shaking battle just now kept replaying in her mind. The power of the Immortal God and Jiang Han's calmness formed a strong contrast. As the previous Saint of the Immortal Mountain, she had heard the legend of the ancestor since she was a child. In her heart, the Immortal God was an invincible existence like a god. But now, this person who she regarded as a god was defeated miserably by Jiang Han. She knew that Hao'er's master was very strong, but she never thought that he would be so strong, strong enough to subvert everything she knew.

Shi Zhongtian and Shi Ziling were equally stunned, their facial muscles twitching uncontrollably. They stared with eyes wide open, full of astonishment and shock, as if they had seen the most incredible miracle in the world. Shi Zhongtian's beard trembled slightly with excitement, and the cane in his hand fell to the ground with a "click", but he was completely unaware; Shi Ziling's hand holding the spear was throbbing with veins, his knuckles were white, and his breathing was rapid and disordered.

"Let's go." Jiang Han's voice was calm and calm, as if what he had just experienced was not a war that could change the situation in Xuanyu, but a trivial matter. He glanced at the bottomless palm print below, raised his hand and waved it lightly. In an instant, ripples appeared in the space, as if a stone was thrown into a calm lake. Then, Jiang Han, Xiaobudian, Shi Zhongtian and others disappeared in the ripples, leaving behind only a silent ruin and a group of frightened monks.

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In the Wilderness, in the Stone Kingdom Palace, in a magnificent hall, the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive. Venerable Qianxi, King You, the Human Emperor and other venerables sat around Jiang Han, their eyes full of awe and curiosity.

"What? Destroyed the Xuanyu Daoist tradition of Mount Bu Lao!" King You stood up suddenly, and the jade cup in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, splashing the wine everywhere. His voice became sharp due to shock, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Senior, you...what is your level of cultivation?" Venerable Qianxi's voice was trembling with excitement. He leaned forward slightly, his eyes fixed on Jiang Han, as if he wanted to see some clues from him.

"Even the giants of the upper realm suffered at your hands!" The Human Emperor shook his head slowly, his eyes full of amazement. He had been in the wilderness for many years and had seen countless strong men, but he had never seen such a terrifying figure.

Jiang Han smiled slightly, with a hint of mystery in his smile. Although he had a rough idea of ​​his own cultivation, he still needed to fight with a strong man of the same level to know how strong he was. In the Heaven-Covering Plane, before the system evolved, he could kill the Lord of the Life Forbidden Zone with a 100% developed Thunder Fruit. However, the cultivation system of the Perfect World Plane is completely different from that of the Heaven-Covering Plane. Each realm has a unique power system, such as the Blood Moving Realm, the Cave Heaven Realm, the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and the Inscription Realm.

"In the Perfect World, above the Venerable, one ignites the Divine Fire and enters the Divine Fire Realm, or is called a Pseudo-God; above that is the True One Realm, which is the realm of the Yin and Yang Envoys who were killed by me in the Xuan Domain." Jiang Han explained patiently, his voice steady and powerful, "After the True One Realm are the Heavenly God Realm, the Void Dao Realm, the Kill Me Realm, the Escape One Realm, and the Supreme Realm." He narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the differences in the power systems of the two planes in his mind, "I don't know if it's because of the evolution of the system, or because of the Zhenzhen Fruit itself, although its current development level is only 50%, it may be weaker than the Lord of the Life Forbidden Zone who cut himself with a knife in the Heaven Covering, but I have the confidence to fight against the third-turn Quasi-Emperor Taikoo Emperor." He paused, his eyes deep and firm, "As far as I think, my current strength in the Perfect World is roughly above the Escape One Realm, and I can fight against the weakest existence among the Supremes."

"Senior, could you tell us in detail about the realm above the Venerable?" Venerable Qianxi asked respectfully, his eyes full of desire.

"This is too far away for you, so it's better not to know." Jiang Han waved his hand, closed his eyes, and said no more. Although his voice was calm, it was unquestionable, as if he was announcing an insurmountable limit.

In the following days, the Wuwang Mansion was filled with a peaceful and focused atmosphere. Jiang Han would take a lot of time every day to teach Little Bit to practice. In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone on the courtyard of the palace, Jiang Han would take Little Bit to a quiet bamboo forest. The rustling of bamboo leaves sounded like a melodious piece of music. Jiang Han patiently explained the essentials of practice, and personally demonstrated every movement and every breath. Little Bit listened attentively with his eyes wide open, and asked some innocent and interesting questions from time to time, which made Jiang Han laugh.

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky a brilliant red. Jiang Han and Xiaobudian sat on the roof of the palace, looking at the mountains in the distance. Jiang Han would tell Xiaobudian about his wonderful experiences in various planes. Those thrilling battles and mysterious scenes made Xiaobudian fascinated. Xiaobudian held his chin up, his eyes full of yearning, and secretly vowed in his heart that he must be as strong as his master.

It was not until the fourth day that the Human Emperor and Venerable Qianxi came to visit.

"Has Baiduan Mountain appeared? I can accompany you there." Jiang Han raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke calmly. Although his voice was calm, it revealed a kind of confidence that could not be refused.

The Baiduan Mountains are opened every few years, and a hundred years have passed since the last opening. Unlike in the past, this time there is no restriction on cultivation in the Baiduan Mountains, which means that both the Venerables and the beginners of the Blood Moving Realm have the opportunity to enter. According to the Human Emperor, the great catastrophe of heaven and earth is approaching, and the Venerables in the Wilderness have long been restless. The fact that there is no restriction in the Baiduan Mountains this time gives them a glimmer of hope. It is rumored that the Baiduan Mountains are an ancient battlefield, where not only ancient supreme treasures exist, but also ancient immortal artifacts. In the eyes of these Venerables, if they can obtain these treasures, they will have a better chance of survival in the face of the upcoming catastrophe.

"Master, can I go to the Baiduan Mountain with you?" The little one blinked his big watery eyes, his eyes full of anticipation.

"What do you think?" Jiang Han doted on the little one's pink face, with a mysterious smile on his face. "The purpose of my trip this time is to find a personal bodyguard for you. If the master is not by your side one day, they can protect you."

"Bodyguard?" The little guy widened his eyes curiously, with doubt and expectation flashing in his eyes. (End of this chapter)