"Declaration of war? No, I just want to know who else among you can enter through this door and see the God of Hunting, just like what you just said, what are the standards, our

The standard is that those who can persevere under my spiritual pressure can safely meet the god. As for those who cannot persevere, it is better to look at the indoor projection on the side."

Zhang Yan said this, looking at the fallen human attendants, she clearly curled her lips and expressed some disdain.

"Okay, I believe you don't have any malicious intentions. So, can you remove your spiritual pressure now?"

Zhang Yan nodded and said: "Of course, I really have no ill intentions towards you. In fact, you weak mortals are not worthy of my having any ill intentions towards you."

Following her words, the huge energy pressure shrouded in this space suddenly disappeared, just as suddenly as when it first appeared. If it weren't for several unconscious Imperial attachés on the ground, it would be impossible to tell what happened here just now.

Taland turned to look at the warriors and psychic masters around him, hoping to get an answer from them that the spiritual pressure just now was mechanical control and had nothing to do with Zhang Yan in front of him. However, from the eyes of those warriors, the Empire

The liaison officer only saw admiration, while those psychic masters only saw fear.

Because he is powerful, he is worshiped by warriors, and because he is powerful, he is feared by psychic masters.

Just looking at the expressions of these people, Tarand knew that the woman who looked inconspicuous in front of him probably had the strength close to that of a god.

He took a long and deep breath, and after expelling all the dizziness and shock from his mind, he said to Zhang Yan: "Okay, let me see the existence and true appearance of the God of Hunting you are talking about.

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Zhang Yan shrugged and turned to look at the tightly closed door. She didn't even make any movement. The door seemed to be pushed by an invisible giant hand and slowly opened backwards. No one had entered yet.

Among them, a powerful and substantial energy pressure poured out from behind the door, pushing the unprepared attendants in front of the door to the ground again. Even Talande was stunned by this huge energy.

The pouring force took several steps back. Around him, the best warriors involuntarily took a small step back. However, Zhang Yan, who opened the door, seemed to have no reaction in the face of such energy pressure. It seemed like this

Pressure has no impact at all on Zhang Yan.

There is no need to have any doubts about the sudden appearance and sudden disappearance of the energy pressure just now. Just looking at Zhang Yan's current performance, Talande knew that the woman in front of him was indeed more powerful than he could imagine.

He finally discovered that everything he had seen since arriving on this planet was overturning his understanding. The earldom that could annex a country, the countess that could imprison a god, and the person in front of him who faced the god

Women who are indifferent to pressure, these situations are enough to explain too many things, and what he hopes even more is that those old bastards in the Imperial House of Lords can come here to take a look in person, so that they can know that when Li Yan was left alone,

What consequences ultimately resulted.

Zhang Yan watched the door in front of her open wider and wider, until the entire door was completely open. The energy pressure inside was so abundant that Tarande could hardly open her eyes. It was not a huge wind pressure, but pure wind pressure.

It was like the actual energy pressure that existed, making him feel that if he opened his eyes, his eyeballs would be squeezed out by this energy pressure.

However, the imperial liaison officer could clearly feel that the woman led by Li Yan in front of him did not care at all about such energy pressure, and he also had another feeling that the energy itself seemed to be very important to Zhang Yan.

Afraid, there was a lot of energy that took the initiative to bypass Zhang Yan, as if the impact on Zhang Yan would have any adverse consequences.

A human being who can make the gods feel pressured and feared? Tarand lowered his head and shook his head slightly. Such a powerful woman is probably not far away from the gods. Those idiots in the House of Lords, they are the only ones here,

Looking at this scene, we realize how stupid it was not to assist Li Yanling in the first place. However, it is too late to regret now.

While Tarand was thinking wildly, Zhang Yan shook her head slightly, looked at the bright room, and whispered: "That's enough, I don't want to see this kind of thing happen a second time."

With her words, the energy that made everyone outside the gate feel more and more pressure suddenly stagnated, and then disappeared again as before. It was only at this time that Talander opened his eyes and looked at the people around him.

The warriors and psychic masters saw the incredible expressions in these people's eyes, as well as a kind of panic from the bottom of their hearts.

"What's wrong?"

the imperial liaison officer asked in a low voice.

"It's Sitan, the god inside it, it's Sitan. Only Sitan can make us lose courage at such a long distance. Although we can resist its energy pressure, our hearts prevent us from going up.

forward."

A psychic master's answer hit Taland hard again.

Indeed, it may be very difficult to imprison a god, but for the human empire, which has its own gods, it is not completely impossible. As long as His Majesty the Emperor recovers, there is a chance to imprison a god. However, Li Yan's imprisonment is not simple.

Not a god, but a Sitan. Just thinking about it already makes it difficult for Taland to breathe.

He turned to look at Zhang Yan with difficulty, and asked with difficulty: "The God of Hunting inside is a Xitan?"

"Of course not. If it's Sitan, we can't imprison it. What's inside is the clone of the outsider, a fool named Philippoussis. Listen, don't talk too much to such a fool, don't you?

Collusion has no effect on me, but if you are infected with stupidity, it is not good news for me."

Calling a Sitan clone a fool?

Well, Tarand has already suffered too many blows today. This small blow in front of him no longer needs to be kept in mind. He has already been too prepared for the power of the human beings in front of him, so now he

He actually thought he was being playful and asked, "Is stupidity still contagious?"

Zhang Yan turned to look at him, shrugged and said, "Who knows, some lives will always be infected with stupidity. Of course, if we talk about the source of stupidity, I believe that this Philippoussis must be one of them."

There was a deafening roar in the room, which seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zhang Yan's judgment. This roar made everyone who had just stood up stagger again. The timid attendants could not even bear this kind of roar.

They were so shocked that they actually ran away crying and shouting their parents' names. No one knew where they would go, and it seemed that Zhang Yan didn't care.

"Those people may die."

Zhang Yan said, then turned back to face the room again, and said loudly: "Idiot, if you don't shut up, I will make you endure unbearable pain, and write these things into all the underlying records related to you,

From now on, every action you take, and even every energy change in your body, will cause you to feel unique and severe pain."

Following Zhang Yan's threat, the roar inside gradually stopped, and the entire hall became quiet again.

Tarand laughed dryly and said: "When we left the earth this time, we originally had some quotas for death. Traveling such a long distance will always have some emergencies, right? The disappearance of some people who make us feel embarrassed is actually harmful to us.

It’s more beneficial.”

Zhang Yan turned to look at the imperial liaison officer. After a while, when Tarande felt his body hairy and sweat pouring down from his body, Zhang Yan shook her head and said: "Human, hey, human."

While talking, Zhang Yan walked alone into the big house that looked empty from the outside.

Tarand glanced to the left and right without saying anything. Under the protection of two warriors who came up, he tremblingly and carefully groped his way into the room where a Sitan clone, known as the God of Hunting, was imprisoned.

The first time he saw the real situation inside this room, Taland took a breath of air. This was a room that was indescribably huge. It seemed that the entire underground palace was more than enough to fit into this room, no matter up or down.

They are all huge. If you guessed correctly, the bottom floor of this room is hundreds of kilometers underground, and there are thousands of meters upward.

Height, corresponding to this huge height difference, the entire room is also extremely wide. In the light cast through the glass windows above the sky, there are a large number of words that are constantly changing and floating, and not far from where Tarland is.

There are also a large number of words engraved on the stone walls next to the deep pit. Some of these words can be recognized by Taland, and some cannot.

Zhang Yan slowly walked down a gap in the stone wall. Looking down behind Zhang Yan, Taland could clearly see that a spiral downwards was built along the huge stone wall.

Stairway passage, and in this huge abyss-like pit that should be very dark, there is a faint fluorescence shining everywhere. Every fluorescence is constantly changing, and it looks like it is flowing freely throughout the pit.

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"Those are the suppression and sealing of this god, ensuring that it cannot leave, and at the same time ensuring that outsiders cannot rush over to rescue its clone. You must know that there are many space skeletons on this planet. It should be said that on

Throughout Li Yanling, there are dozens of space skeletons serving Li Yanling, but we must be careful about these guys."

Zhang Yan seemed a little careless, although such news could also be considered terrible news for the imperial liaison officer.

Of course, compared to imprisoning a god, the news of using space skeletons to serve himself is nothing to Taland. In fact, he actually felt happy because of such news, because he finally discovered that some

Things turned out to be within the range of his expectations.

"Human, why did you come here?"

A voice suddenly came from deep underground. It sounded drowsy, or had a hypnotic effect on human genes. Suddenly hearing such a voice, Tarand almost turned around and rushed out.

The narrow stone stairs jumped directly into the abyss, but in the end it was Zhang Yan who protected these humans. From Zhang Yan's body, a faint light appeared. These lights and all the fluorescence in the abyss suddenly

The intersection formed countless brighter rays of light, eventually making the pit as bright as day.

Under such light, the imperial liaison officer and the human warriors protecting him suddenly woke up and turned to look at Zhang Yan with lingering fears.

Zhang Yan just frowned slightly and whispered: "It's really troublesome for me to take care of a group of weak humans."

Tarand immediately turned his head and looked away, pretending not to hear Zhang Yan's words. Regarding the strong woman in front of him, the imperial liaison officer felt that it would be more appropriate to express less of his own opinions.

"Human, do you need my help? Or do you need our help?"

The voice from the underground came again, this time there was no sense of confusion as before, and it sounded much clearer.
Chapter completed!