The First Sage of Military Strategists

After a moment's thought, Han Qing suddenly turned around and punched the Nine Yin Great Sage, shattering his body and soul. A large amount of magical energy flew out and quickly coalesced into a remnant soul.

His face was filled with resentment and venom as he roared, "Han Qing, you will die a horrible death!"

Han Qing's gaze remained calm, and he didn't bother to respond. With another punch, he shattered the remnant soul.

The Great Sage of Nine Yin has no sense of morality or righteousness and is completely untrustworthy.

Furthermore, given his extremely high cultivation level, he cannot be restrained by any means. Rather than doing so, it would be better to directly kill him to prevent him from seeking refuge with other powerful figures from the upper realms.

Han Qing then turned his gaze to the island. He had two choices: either destroy the magic array on the island directly, or repair it and take control of it himself, thus creating a permanent passage to the upper realm.

Han Qing naturally chose the latter. He had always wanted to go to the Upper Realm to further improve his strength, but he had never had the opportunity. Now, the opportunity had finally arrived.

It would be such a pity if it were destroyed. It would be virtually impossible for him to open such a passage on his own, because it would require someone in the Pan Yuan World to respond.

So, for the rest of the time, Han Qing sat cross-legged in front of the thick stone pillar and began to meditate on the magic array.

This entire magic array is extremely complex. If he were to try to comprehend the whole thing, the difficulty would be unimaginable. However, if he only tries to comprehend a part of it, the difficulty would be greatly reduced.

Time seemed to stand still in the chaotic void, and no one knew how much time had passed. Suddenly, Han Qing reached out and pressed his hand on the stone pillar, pouring a massive amount of magical power into it, meticulously outlining the array patterns on the pillar.

In that instant, boom! The array patterns on all 108 stone pillars on the island were lit up one by one. Then, with a loud boom, a massive amount of void turbulence was drawn in from the center, slowly rotating around the island to form a void vortex. The center of this vortex was dark and deep, leading to an unknown destination.

Han Qing understood that this was the exit of the void passage in this world. At first, the passage was unstable, but as its rotation speed slowed down, it gradually became more and more stable.

The instant it solidified completely, Han Qing flicked his finger, and a drop of blood flew out, instantly transforming into his clone in mid-air, and flashing into the void passage.

The passage was dark and gloomy, invisible to the naked eye, and even magical powers were suppressed, allowing only a range of about a thousand feet around the body. This distance was no different for a high-level martial artist than being blind.

However, Han Qing could sense an invisible force pulling this clone rapidly into the distance.

He hesitated for a moment, then returned to the chaotic void instead of moving forward. He then closed the formation, and the void vortex dissipated.

"No rush. I need to become stronger. It would be best to wait until I break through the Ten Thousand Apertures before heading to the Pan Yuan World. That way, even if I'm unlucky and run into the leader of the Ten Thousand Paths Alliance, I won't be in any danger." Han Qing pondered, then suddenly activated the Boundless Stele, releasing a dark and mysterious light that completely enveloped the island.

With a violent fluctuation, the island suddenly vanished into the void turbulence, having been absorbed into the space within the Boundless Monument.
In this way, whenever he wants to open this void passage, he can simply release the island from the space inside the Boundless Monument.

Afterwards, Han Qing returned to the Heavenly Wolf Holy City from the void turbulence. He scanned the city with his magical sense and found that many powerful figures had already fled and disappeared, leaving only some unimportant characters behind.

Han Qing did not attack them. The Heavenly Wolf Fortress Holy Land still had value, and it could maintain the stability of Western Mang to a certain extent.

Now that the Nine Yin Great Sage has perished, the Heavenly Wolf Fortress no longer poses a threat to him, and he can leave with peace of mind.

"Although I failed to kill Jian Wuhen in this battle, I witnessed many secret techniques I had never seen before, which gave me a lot of inspiration and ideas."

Han Qing pondered for a moment, then flew rapidly towards Shu. He had gained new insights into many of the established moves and spells. If he could grasp these inspirations and further improve his spells, he would surely increase his strength greatly.

...

at this time.

Amidst the chaotic void, a figure drifted about—it was Jian Wuhen.

He was taken by Tian Jueying to an unknown area, where he could only vaguely sense the location of the Pan Yuan World. Jian Wuhen fought against the void turbulence while flying at high speed towards the Pan Yuan World.

A chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes: "Han Qing, what a shrewd man! When I return to the Pan Yuan World and make a comeback, I will make Yue Lu Academy bleed to death!"

...

Shu land.

Yuelu Academy.

After returning, Han Qing immediately went into seclusion. In just three days, he imitated Jian Wuhen and created some brand-new moves that combined magic and martial arts, but these moves were not yet perfect.

However, he did not come away empty-handed. For example, he successfully combined the Boundless Heavenly Qi and the Nine Extreme Thunder Dragon into one, giving the latter even greater destructive power.

At this moment, nine thunder dragons were swirling and dancing around him. Each of the thunder dragons was no longer bright silver, but shimmered with a dark and mysterious light. They flew silently, and even magical thoughts could hardly detect them.

Previously, the Nine Extreme Thunder Pool was used to attack enemies with great momentum, and could only be used for head-on combat. Now, however, it can be used for sneak attacks.

Moreover, this is not the ultimate concept. Han Qing also plans to integrate the power of the True Spirit of the Void into it, so that the Nine Extreme Thunder Dragon can traverse space to kill enemies. At that time, this Thunder Pool will truly evolve into an unparalleled weapon of mass destruction.

With this in mind, Han Qing calmed down and continued his seclusion to comprehend the truth.

...

the other side.

South China Sea.

Kamikaze Island.

After a long period of turmoil and widespread bloodshed, this place has been completely transformed into a living hell.

Everywhere you look, there are corpses crawling on the ground and bare bones. When the wind blows, the thick smell of blood mixed with the stench permeates the air.

In the center of a city on Kamikaze Island, there stands a palace built of gray and white stone. The people in the palace have long been killed and used as nourishment for Nian Wanxiu's cultivation.

At this moment, Nian Wanxiu sat cross-legged on an open space in the Silent Palace, surrounded by Shi Chen, Xu Yan, Qian Ji, and others.

"Today, I will use a secret method to resolve the poisoning of the pills, prolong your lives, and open your minds. In return, for the next hundred years, you will be my servants. You will do whatever I ask you to do. If anyone is unwilling, leave now. I will not force you," Nian Wanxiu said with a smile.

Shi Chen and the other eight remained silent. Nian Wanxiu was ruthless and cruel. He said such things, but if anyone really wanted to leave, they would probably be smashed to pieces with a single punch in the next second.

Now they have no choice but to embark on a path of no return.

"My secret technique is called the Thousand Spirit Sacrifice. There is some pain when breaking through to the next realm and opening the aperture. If you can endure it, you will succeed; if you can't, you will die." Nian Wanxiu didn't finish his sentence. Clearly, if you can't endure it, there is only one word: death!

"We are ready," Shi Chen said in a deep voice.

"Then let's begin." Nian Wanxiu began to chant the scriptures in a low voice.

Shi Chen and the others couldn't understand the scripture either, but they felt an overwhelming pressure surge within the palace in an instant. (End of Chapter)