NOVPUBJust then, he suddenly felt a premonition and turned his head to look in the southeast direction.
"Hmm? Have I been discovered?"
His expression became somewhat serious:
"It seems I need to leave..."
Without hesitation, he immediately turned and flew off into the distance. 𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖕𝖚𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪
However, the very next moment, he stopped his movement.
He looked solemnly towards the figure opposite him.
There, a white-haired elder was looking at him with a cold gaze.
An aura filled with fury, like a volcano on the verge of eruption, was brewing an unprecedented strike.
Xun FuJun couldn’t help but sigh softly:
"Senior Han arrived quite quickly. It seems Xun underestimated you."
"You haven’t underestimated me. It just seems that you have other plans that make you willing to take this risk."
Han Yanzi spoke coldly.
Xun FuJun’s eyes remained as indifferent as ever:
"Truly, your insight is sharp, Senior Han."
He gently unleashed a beam of light.
It seemed like a signal.
In the next instant, a violent mana fluctuation suddenly erupted outside the primitive Demonic Sect!
The Buddha’s light trembled.
Totem Beasts radiating Blood Energy and ferocity, along with cold Emperor Puppets, appeared around the primitive Demonic Sect...
Han Yanzi’s expression turned grave as he stared at Xun FuJun:
"Scoundrel! You have actually let the cultivators from the Three Continents in!"
Xun FuJun’s demeanor remained calm as he drifted backwards:
"Senior should be able to handle it. Xun will not interfere too much."
Han Yanzi’s eyes narrowed slightly.
He suddenly spoke:
"Even if you block me once, how does it matter? I just need to visit your Wanxiang Sect and slay the junior who has usurped the Divine Position of the Yin God. I can still become the Yin God!"
"Your entire Wanxiang Sect, all the cultivators, will be sacrificed by me! No one will escape!"
Xun FuJun’s gaze turned slightly cold, and his figure paused for a moment.
In that instant,
Han Yanzi’s body suddenly released countless spirits, swiftly locking down the surrounding space.
His face turned grim as he stared at Xun FuJun:
"I won’t give you another chance!"
However, what surprised him slightly was that there was no hint of fear on Xun FuJun’s face.
"Could it be another Divided Soul... No, it is indeed his true body."
Han Yanzi felt puzzled in his mind, but it did not affect his actions.
The spirits rapidly constricted the space around them, and Ghost Claws lunged at Xun FuJun.
The howling wind fluttered Xun FuJun’s robes.
In this moment, his gaze was like a mirror, reflecting the pure blue sky, his voice calm as still water:
"So it is you who is the calamity of my sect."
"If at this moment you use the power of the Void Refining stage... will my Wanxiang Sect’s tribulation be considered overcome?"
Han Yanzi’s pupils contracted: "You..."
A box very similar to the one from before flew out from Xun FuJun’s sleeve.
Quietly opening.
Shadows of souls that almost exactly resembled Xun FuJun’s face, but with different emotions, flew out of the box.
As the spirits approached, they involuntarily exhibited expressions of joy, anger, sorrow, thought, grief, fear, and surprise.
They halted in place, unable to move forward.
In Han Yanzi’s eyes, a hint of shock appeared, and he quickly raised his hand. Several Ghost Claws grabbed at these shadows but passed right through them.
Instead, they moved towards Xun FuJun, merging into his body.
With each one that entered,
Xun FuJun’s aura grew stronger by several degrees.
Behind him, faces showing happiness or laughter, sorrow or anger, surprise or fear materialized one after another…
Xun FuJun’s calm voice also rose:
"On the Cultivation of Emotion Path, the pinnacle of affection is the goal, so all unrelated emotions and desires have been extracted by Xun, nurtured until now. Once they return, they will cause the collapse of Xun’s path of love…"
"But at the same time, they will release the soul power accumulated over many years."
"Senior Han... if you do not use your full power, I fear you may not be my match anymore."
Before he could finish speaking,
Xun FuJun had already disappeared from his original spot.
Han Yanzi’s eyes narrowed, and behind him materialized a long banner covered in scale-like patterns, just in time to block the laughing face shadow launched by Xun FuJun!
Yet in the next moment, a shadow face filled with anger roared once more against the banner!
Bam!
The long banner tumbled!
Within the long banner, roars of anger rose.
Yet, Han Yanzi had to suppress his fury as he gripped the banner tightly and retreated explosively!
"He won’t last much longer! No need to tangle with him!"
His mind raced, retreating even faster.
However, Xun FuJun stood in the distance, a smile spreading across his face.
That smile, as if it had a magic power of its own, made a strong feeling of joy rise in Han Yanzi’s heart.
A smile unwittingly appeared on his face.
"Not good!"
Han Yanzi’s heart trembled.
In the next instant, a laughing face had already flown out from Han Yanzi’s smiling face, rapidly entangling him!
"Senior Han, make your move."
The indifferent voice of Xun FuJun echoed repeatedly in his ears.
"Get lost!"
Han Yanzi’s aged body shook violently!
The smiling face shadow was instantly dispersed and swiftly slithered back behind Xun FuJun.
"Are you not going to make a move, Senior? Not only am I alone here, but cultivators from the Three Continents are attacking your Demonic Sect’s Sect Protection Array. These cultivators from the Three Continents may not have sophisticated Dao Laws, nor do they know the fate of the heavens, but their numbers are not few. Combined, they might break the Great Array... by then, I fear your plans will fall through quite a bit..."
"Scoundrel!"
Han Yanzi shouted, his emotions in his eyes quickly withdrawing.
