Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body

Nalan Yanran was still practicing with her eyes closed, and had not noticed that outsiders had come to the sect's secret place.

Su Yun followed the instructions on the jade slip and formed a seal with his fingers. Golden light flashed from his fingertips, and a circle of energy ripples suddenly spread around his body.

"receive!"

"boom--!"

A deafening roar echoed. The entire ancient ruins trembled violently, the rubble of the collapsed dome strangely hanging upside down, the rubble of the columns shrank and condensed, and the ground shook violently.

The ruins, which were a thousand feet in size, collapsed rapidly and finally turned into an exquisite bronze palace, falling steadily into Su Yun's palm.

The huge noise finally woke up Nalan Yanran who was meditating. She looked confused and glanced ahead, but her pupils suddenly contracted.

Where the ancient ruins once stood, there is now only a pile of rubble!

"W-what's going on?!"

Nalan Yanran suddenly raised her head and looked at the sky.

Above the dark red sky, a figure in white stood in mid-air. The figure stood with his back to the skylight, a blinding light emanating from behind him, making it impossible to see his face.

He held up the bronze palace in his hand, his white robe rustling in the strong wind, and brilliant starlight flowed around him. Every speck of light seemed to contain the supreme rhyme of Tao, as if a god from the sky had come to the world.

"Stepping on the void, could it be a Dou Zong strongman!"

Nalan Yanran's delicate body trembled slightly. The Gate of Life and Death was an important place in the sect. How could an outsider Dou Zong expert come here?

The relic was the Yunlan Sect's treasure, and it must not be lost. But with her humble strength, what could she do...

Suddenly, Nalan Yanran took a deep breath, as if she had made some kind of decision, and she shouted to the sky.

"Senior, please return the inheritance treasure of my Yunlan Sect!"

Above the sky, a figure in white seemed to sense something and asked, "Is it something from the Yunlan Sect?"

Beads of sweat appeared on Nalan Yanran's smooth forehead. It would be as easy as taking something out of a bag for the Dou Zong master to take her life, but in order to preserve the sect's inheritance, she had to do it!

"It's really ridiculous that a cuckoo takes over the magpie's nest and still thinks it's his own."

A cold sneer came from the sky. The sound was like the tapping of a jade chime, but it carried a biting chill.

Before he finished speaking, the figure in white turned into a stream of light, rippling the void like water waves, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"What should we do..."

A hint of helplessness flashed across Nalan Yanran's eyes.

Chapter 84 The Saint is Coming to the Northwest

Yunlan Mountain.

Su Yun walked out of the Gate of Life and Death.

"With that, the Yunlan Sect's affairs are concluded. Next, we will return to the Black Horn Region and await the fate of the Eight Ancient Clans... Hmm?"

Su Yun's expression changed slightly, and a gloomy and strange aura suddenly emerged in his perception.

It’s someone from the Soul Palace.

"It should be that Wu Guardian who secretly instigated Yunshan to lure me into the Yunlan Sect during the three-year agreement... Great, the vengeance I've had inscribed in my little notebook for a year can finally be avenged!"

Su Yun snorted coldly and disappeared from the spot.

At this time, the other side.

The guardian Wu turned into a ghost and just returned to Yunlan Sect from outside.

"These remnants of the Xiao clan are like rats, burrowing into every place. They're really hard to find!"

The guardian Wu cursed loudly.

After Yunshan went crazy, he threatened Yun Yun to help him wipe out the remnants of the Xiao clan, but this woman was ungrateful and did not put in any effort, and just let her disciples deal with the matter.

This posed a great obstacle to his search plan!

"And Xiao Yan, it's really hard to deal with him hiding in Canaan Academy."

The guardian Wu frowned, and couldn't help but think of the poisonous body from the disaster, and his face became even gloomier.

If it weren't for that person, he would have captured Xiao Yan long ago. How could it have dragged on until now with no results!

"Forget it, there's no point in saying this now. If all else fails, I can just kill a few of Yunlan's disciples and use their souls to light the lamp. I'm not afraid that woman won't surrender!"

The guardian Wu smiled sinisterly. His eyes gleamed with cruel pleasure. However, even as his grin lingered, a deadly cold light flashed in his pupils.

"Zheng——!"

A clear sword sound suddenly rang out, and a sword light as bright as the Milky Way poured down from the sky. The sword was so sharp that it cut a vacuum crack visible to the naked eye in the hundred-foot void.

"No!"

The pupils of the guardian Wu suddenly shrank. This kind of power is that of a Dou Zun strongman!

What virtue and ability did he have to actually allow a Dou Zun to personally take action?!

The sound of the sword breaking through the air was as light as a cicada's chirping, but faster than thunder.

The condensed sword light passed silently, and the soul of the guardian Wu suddenly stiffened, and ripples like water appeared on his illusory figure.

"laugh--!"

A slight cracking sound was heard, and the guardian Wu lowered his head in horror, and saw spider-web-like transparent cracks appearing on his body, peeling off inch by inch, and finally turning into wisps of green smoke and dissipating.

"Do not--!"

The sword light did not stop there, but continued to move forward, flattening the hills in the distance, and the rolling rocks stirred up a sky full of smoke and dust.

Su Yun curled the corners of his mouth, dug his ten fingers into the void, tore open a crack, and left quietly.

The revenge has been taken, but as for how this sword light will make the people of the Gama Empire sleepless, that is not his concern.

…………

Two months later.

The pitch-black night enveloped the fields like thick ink. The pale waning moon was eroded by dark clouds, appearing and disappearing from time to time, casting a strange shadow on the rugged mountain ridges.

And in this uninhabited mountain range with a radius of thousands of miles, a huge palace clad entirely in black lurks in the embrace of the mountains.

Han Feng slowly ascended the steps, his brocade boots echoing dully against the ancient stone steps. The withered figure of the Soul Palace elder led the way, his black robe trailing behind him, casting a winding shadow on the ground.

The corridor is deep and dark, with gargoyle statues on both sides standing in twisted postures, and ghostly green phosphorescent flames dancing in their empty eye sockets, making the entire corridor look eerie.

Such a depressing environment made Han Feng's Adam's apple twitch.

As a subsidiary force of the Soul Clan, the Soul Hall has an extremely rigorous organizational structure.

The lowest level are the ordinary branch halls scattered in every corner of the Douqi Continent.

Above it is the Disha Palace. There are twenty-four Disha Palaces in Zhongzhou, and each one has a venerable master in charge.

When Han Feng arrived in Zhongzhou, he first went to a Disha Temple. After reporting the situation and reporting it to higher authorities, he was brought here by the elders of the Soul Temple.

“Above the Disha Palace is the Tiangang Palace.

There are only three Tiangang Halls: Heaven Hall, Earth Hall, and Human Hall. Even the worst Human Hall is managed by the Great and Second Heavenly Venerables of the Soul Hall! "

Han Feng didn't dare to make any sound. Every aura in this hall was much stronger than his, without exception.

If he dared to show the slightest sign of wrongdoing, according to the Soul Palace's style of doing things, they would probably extract his soul, skin him, and torture him severely!

"I just don't know if this is the Human Palace or the Earth Palace..."

Han Feng thought to himself.

As for the Heavenly Palace, he had never thought about it. The Heavenly Palace was ruled by the Soul Palace Master Hun Mie Sheng and was the real headquarters of the Soul Palace.

He had previously threatened to let the Soul Palace guardian take him to the Soul Palace headquarters, but that was just talk. With his status, being able to enter the Human Palace was already a good thing.

"arrive."

The hoarse voice of the Soul Palace elder was like the rubbing of dead leaves.

Han Feng snapped back to his senses, realizing with astonishment that he had reached the end of the corridor. He looked up and saw a massive black iron gate, over ten feet tall, before him. Scarlet runes were densely engraved on the door, pulsating like blood vessels.

"Go in, the adults are waiting for you inside."

"Thank you."

Han Feng was nervous. He breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the hall. Suddenly, a cold air mixed with a faint smell of blood hit him in the face.

Deep in the hall, a figure in a dark robe leaned on a chair, his hands casually placed on the armrests, his legs crossed, and his half-closed eyes made people shudder.

"Han Feng, the disciple of Yao Chen, an abandoned member of the Yao clan."

"it's me."

Han Feng said in a deep voice.

The man in the black robe suddenly raised his eyes. At that moment, Han Feng felt a sharp gaze piercing him, which made the blood in his body stagnate.

“The Xiao clan still has a Dou Zun alive, who even has the bloodline of a ninth-grade Dou Emperor. He may reach the Saint Realm in the future.

Our Soul Palace has always attached great importance to news about the Xiao clan. With just this piece of information, you can obtain the protection of the Soul Palace.

But you said there is news that is even more important than this?"

Han Feng endured the pressure from the black-robed man and shouted softly, "Yes!"

The black-robed man stared at Han Feng as if to judge whether he was lying. After a few breaths, he slowly said, "In a hundred years, you are the first outsider to enter the Heavenly Palace.

Tell me, if your information is truly valuable, then not only can you join the Soul Palace, I can also promise to support you in your advancement to Dou Zun, or even the Saint Realm!"

Heavenly Palace! Then this black-robed man must be...

Han Feng's expression became much more eager, and he said decisively: "Sir, Doudi relics have been unearthed in the northwest continent!"

The black-robed man's eyes suddenly focused, and a trace of saintly aura leaked out, making the heaven and earth pale in comparison, and the space wailed and collapsed: "Do you know what you are saying?"

Han Feng said sternly: "Han Feng is absolutely not lying. I have personally entered the ruins, and they are definitely left by the ancient Dou Emperor!"

Then Han Feng told the whole story of what he saw and heard in the ruins.

"To think that this is true... Are you sure the ruins are real?"

The man in the black robe's eyes flickered.