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After killing the bandits, the Hidden Arts that Han Yan obtained was a secret manual for hiding one's Qi." There weren't many words on the secret manual, only a hundred words. All of them were cultivation arts. The Hidden Arts was very simple to cultivate, and Han Yan succeeded after a few tries. For this, Han Yan was quite different. Normally, his talent wouldn't be cultivated so quickly, he would need at least a few months to do so. Han Yan thought for a long time but couldn't figure out the reason. In the end, he thought that the Hidden Arts was a very easy technique to cultivate.

The moment he threw down Jiang Min, a person flew over quickly, with an astonishing speed, in a blink of an eye he arrived at the place where Jiang Min was landing.

Han Yan looked over, the one that was flying over was none other than the Zhang Long who had a crush on Jiang Min.

Zhang Long was willing to retreat and increase his cultivation just to save Jiang Min. At the same time, he roared at Han Yan: "Han Yan, you bastard, you are not a human being, you even killed our sect's seniors, are you still worthy to be called immortal?"

With regards to this matter, Han Yan scoffed, and retorted: "Since when did Tianming Sect treat me as a disciple, to save a mere mortal, you want to kill me?" Since he wanted to kill Jiang Min, he definitely should not allow others to save him. As his body descended, Han Yan gathered all of his spirit energy and said softly in Jiang Min's direction, "spiritual strength finger." A ray of white light was released from Han Yan's finger, transforming into a ray of white light, rushing straight towards Jiang Min.

Jiang Min's body quickly descended, and when he saw Zhang Long flying over, he shouted loudly: "Zhang Long, save me!"

Zhang Long was less than three hundred meters away from Jiang Min. Just as he was about to save him, he saw white light flying over. He scolded angrily, "Han Yan, you ?"

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Jiang Min and flew into her body. Jiang Min's body trembled, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the look in his eyes that was filled with hope after seeing Zhang Long dimmed, and he immediately closed his eyes. As she closed her eyes, her aura vanished.

If Jiang Min was still a cultivator, her soul would still be able to leave her body, but before Han Yan threw her down, he abolished her cultivation.

Zhang Long dodged and carried Jiang Min in his embrace. With a painful howl, she said to the beautiful woman in her embrace: "It's fine. Once your soul has left your body, I will help you find a body to possess or have a new life." The possession was when a cultivator died. The soul would enter the body of another cultivator to devour their soul for possession.

There were many restrictions on possession. First, one had to be a cultivator, and second, each cultivator could only possess one body at a time. Anyone who violated these rules would be struck down by a powerful force that would destroy them. It was said that the Power of the Heavens and the Earth was extremely powerful, even the elemental infant stage cultivator did not dare to touch it, as cultivators below the Nascent Soul Stage would immediately die if they touched it.

A moment later, Zhang Long realized that Jiang Min's soul hadn't left her body. His heart thumped as he placed his hand on her dantian. When he discovered that Jiang Min's dantian didn't have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, how could he not understand what had just happened? He faced the sky and roared angrily, "Han Yan, I'm going to kill you!" He carried Jiang Min and flashed in Han Yan's direction.

Han Yan had already fallen into the forest, so his voice came out right after, "Zhang Long, I still remember you helping Jiang Min kill me back then! If I get lucky and don't die this time, you'll be the next one to die. " Just as he finished speaking, his aura disappeared from the forest as if he had vanished into thin air.

Looking at the sky not far away, Zhang Long stopped his flight and did not give chase. He released his spiritual sense and covered up the entire forest, but the result was unbelievable. No matter how hard he tried to investigate, he couldn't find the place where Han Yan was hiding.

Although he knew that Han Yan was in the forest, not too far away, he did not have the courage to fly down. For Han Yan to be able to kill Jiang Min, it was enough to see how high his cultivation base had reached.

Thinking about the technique Han Yan had just used, Zhang Long's expression became even more unsightly, and he mumbled: "How is this possible, how is it possible that he used the spiritual strength finger?"

The spiritual strength finger was an absolute art left behind by the ancestor of Han Yan's clan. This technique was extremely strange. When one cultivated it, what one saw was neither talent nor cultivation. It was luck.

If he couldn't execute it during the first time, he wouldn't be able to learn it in his entire life. Not only that, the attack power of the spiritual strength finger was also quite special, it was unlike other techniques that could be cultivated to an extremely high level.

But as one's cultivation level increases, the power would naturally multiply. It was said that once a cultivator reached the Nascent Soul Stage, their speed would be astonishingly fast. Once the finger technique was used, it could take a cultivator's head to a distance of a thousand li. Such an overbearing spell was not without limits. It required the consumption of all the spiritual energy in one's body in order to display it.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was inconceivable. When he first entered the sect, he heard about this absolute art from his master. There was no other reason, because other than the founder of Han Yan's clan, Ling Di, no one else in the sect had succeeded in their cultivation. Many disciples thought that this spell was only a weak point and that it was impossible to cultivate it.

Streams of light flashed in the sky, and in just a few breaths, three groups of disciples flew over.

One group was naturally the group that Zhang Long was leading, the other group was the female disciples that Jiang Min was leading, and the last group's leader was Qi Hao.

Qi Hao was the first to fly over. When he saw Jiang Min, who was being carried by Zhang Long, his pupils shrank as he asked in a deep voice, "She's dead?" He had seen it clearly when he was flying in the air. He never thought that Han Yan would actually kill Jiang Min. What was even more unexpected was that Han Yan actually mastered the legendary chicken ribs cultivation technique.

Zhang Long hugged the already ice-cold corpse, and said resentfully. "Eldest Brother, you must take revenge for Junior Sister."

Han Yan killing him was equivalent to offending the entire Tianming Sect. Even if everyone could not kill him, the sect would send experts to kill him.

Qi Hao spread out his Spiritual Sense and sensed the forest Han Yan was hiding in. After that, his brows tensed up and he said to Zhang Long, "Go and call all of the disciples that went through experience over here and hide in the vicinity of the forest. Don't let Han Yan escape by any means. "Remember, you can only wait for him to appear. You are not allowed to enter the forest without permission." Earlier, when he looked at Han Yan, he actually had a feeling that he couldn't see through her. This was not because his cultivation could not be seen through, but because of his aura.

Zhang Long asked: "Eldest Brother, what about you?"

Qi Hao took a deep breath: "I need to report to Sect Master about this, and ask the elder to help."

Hearing that, everyone was startled, Zhang Long asked: "Eldest Brother, with so many of us, could it be that we can't handle one of him?"

Qi Hao took a look at the forest and said with uncertainty, "I don't know if I can take care of him, but I do understand that if you meet him alone, you will definitely die. Even I may not be able to beat him. "

Everyone didn't believe that Han Yan only had the cultivation of Fifth stage of Qi Refining Stage, but he had already reached the peak of Qi Disciple level 10, how could he not be able to defeat him?

Zhang Long said: "Eldest Brother, are you saying that you are not a match for Han Yan as well?"

Qi Hao obviously did not want to continue discussing this issue, so he waved his hand and said, "Do as I say, I'm returning to the sect."

After an hour, Qi Hao returned to the Hall of Daylight and recounted what had happened in detail. After he finished speaking, he said, "Sect Leader, Spiritual Master, the aura on Han Yan's body is very strange, I'm afraid that the experiential learning's disciples are no match for him. Also, he has already cultivated the spiritual strength finger, even if we can catch him, I'm afraid we will have to ? "He'll be injured as well."

After Daoist Master Hong said this, he let out a long sigh and said, "You want the Elders to take action?"

Unless it was absolutely necessary, he did not want to kill Han Yan. Han Yan was one of the few disciples with potential that he had set his eyes on, but he did not expect such a thing to happen.

If not for Zhu Yunhe's appearance, even if Han Yan had caused a ruckus in the Imperial City, he could have rejected the current emperor. At the same time, he did not understand why Han Yan did not hand over the Imperial Jade Seal. Just what use did a Imperial Jade Seal have to him?

After thinking about it again and again, Adept Hong Dao said: "You may leave now! You keep an eye on Han Yan, I will send people over. "

"Yes sir!" Qi Hao replied, then turned and left.

The main hall returned to its normal quiet state. Adept Hong stared towards the outside of the hall, staring towards the nine heavens, his mouth moving twice.

A moment later, an elder dressed in red flew to the front of the hall and turned into Wei Peng.

The moment Wei Peng entered the hall, he said loudly, "Sect Leader Senior Brother, what wind did you blow today? Why did you call me over?" He had been in the sect for so many years, but this was the first time he had been called out by Daoist Master Hong Dao1 alone. At the same time, he was also a bit excited. Could it be that the Sect Leader wanted to praise him for teaching the sect well and cultivate a core disciple?

Daoist Master Hong Daoist went straight to the point. "Have you heard about the recent events within the sect?"

After Wei Peng sat on a stool, he said with a smile. "Of course I heard about it.

"You've heard of his first merit. Do you know about his mistakes?" Adept Hong Daozi's face darkened as he said solemnly.

Wei Peng had been cultivating for the past few days, and did not ask about the matters within the sect. Hearing Spiritual Master Hong dao say this, he was startled, and said: "What did you say, Han Yan made a mistake?"

"Not only did he make a mistake, he even crippled his own fellow sect members." Daoist Master Hong Dao's voice became ice-cold as he looked straight at Wei Peng.

Wei Peng stood up and looked at Spiritual Master Hong Daoyi, and said with some emotion: "Impossible, since the time Han Yan came to the sect, he has never done anything wrong. Even when someone insulted him, he rarely took action, how could he possibly kill?" He understood his own disciple better than anyone else. He did not believe that Han Yan would kill his fellow sect disciples.

Don't even mention that Wei Peng didn't believe him, Spiritual Master Hong Daozi didn't even believe him in the beginning. But since what had happened was no longer a matter of whether he believed Wei Peng or not, it was about how to resolve it. Taoist Master Hong knew that there was no point in arguing over this issue, so he changed the topic, "Junior Brother, it's fine if you believe it or not. Han Yan is your disciple, so you don't need to ask me how should he be punished for committing such a crime! "

Wei Peng's brows knitted tightly as he said in a heavy voice, "If he really did kill someone, then I will expel him from my sect and bring him back to the sect for interrogation."

Adept Hong nodded and gravely said, "You mustn't let him escape. Otherwise, you won't need to come back."

Wei Peng cupped his fist and said solemnly: "If I cannot bring him back to the sect, I will be punished."