Yan Qingyou and Luo Huangxue decided to go to Zhongling Province together and could not miss this battle.
Wan Hanyi is alone in the crisis-ridden Zhongling Prefecture. If there is no one to support him, there is no guarantee that the Wan family will do something sinister.
"Old Yan, where are you going?"
Lu Qingyuan, the formation master, has been living in a corner of Dongchen Peak these days. He was deceived by Xu Changge and firmly believed that there was a perfect formation master hidden in Wanyan Holy Land.
"Go out for a walk." Yan Qingyou greeted Lu Qingyuan: "I won't be here during this period, so you can guard Dongchen Peak."
"Okay." Lu Qingyuan watched Yan Qingyou and Luo Huangxue walk out of the mountain gate.
Slowly, Lu Qingyuan's eyes became serious and he murmured to himself: "Can this kid Wan Hanyi really be able to fight to the death with the young master of the Wan family?"
Along the way, Yan Qingyou felt heavy. In order to bring Wan Hanyi out safely, he almost lost his life in the Wan family. The Wan family's background is unfathomable.
If it weren't for the Wan family's struggle for power and a slight loss of vitality, it would have been very difficult for Yan Qingyou to rescue Wan Hanyi.
"Chang Ge has caused quite a stir in the Changsheng Palace. It is said that he has comprehended multiple sword intentions, is proficient in formations and taboo techniques, and is known as one of the most evil monsters in the world."
Luo Huangxue heard the news not long ago and was greatly shocked. Looking back now, she feels very dreamy and incredible.
"He is not a mortal, so it is reasonable for him to be able to do this."
Although Yan Qingyou doesn't know the true origin of Xu Changge, he can be sure that Xu Changge is transcendent and cannot be explained by common sense.
"The trajectory of our lives will change because of the appearance of this kid."
Luo Huangxue felt a little depressed. If Xu Changge was stronger than herself, it would be difficult to beat him in the future.
Somewhere in Xuanyu State, Wentianqiu used Lijin Immortal Earth as an aid to reshape his body and stabilize his foundation.
At this time, Wentianqiu's strength had returned to its peak.
Wentianqiu still hid his identity and walked out of the secluded barrier. Then, Wentianqiu learned about the recent major events in Zhongling Prefecture through some special channels.
"Xu Changge's talent is extremely rare."
Wen Tianqiu heard about the battle between Xu Changge and Chang Ningqiu, one of the Four Ancient Sons, and was amazed in his heart. Especially when Xu Changge condensed the eternal vision of chaos manifesting the secluded lotus, Wen Tianqiu was most shocked.
"I, a disciple of the Wanyan Holy Land, are not easy to bully."
Immediately afterwards, Wentianqiu heard about Wanjia's incident again, and his eyes suddenly became sharper.
In the past, Wentianqiu was unable to seek justice for Wan Hanyi, but it was different now.
"As the old Holy Master of Wanyan Holy Land and the last leader of Dongchen Peak, I cannot allow my disciples to be bullied!"
Wentianqiu originally wanted to develop it secretly for a while, but now there is no need.
If there is not a person of sufficient weight standing behind Wan Hanyi, it is not at the discretion of the Wan family. A fair fight, stop joking. The so-called fairness can only be achieved when the backgrounds of both parties are not very different.
The battle between Wan Hanyi and Wan Xuanchen further promoted the development of the situation in the world. The major sects were still discussing the matter of the Changsheng Palace one day ago, but today they have to pay attention to the situation of the Wan family.
Many hidden sects revealed a glimpse of the landscape, and they decided to send people to take a look.
"Chaos manifests a ghostly lotus, one of the top ten visions in all time. These monsters are descendants of Emperor Haotian. I really want to see it with my own eyes."
"An imperial weapon like the Haotian Furnace, even if it is missing a corner, can still become the sect's savior to the immortal sect."
"Wan Xuanchen of the Wan family is not a simple person. He reached the realm of saint fifty years ago. He is invincible at the same realm."
Some old antiques who live in seclusion in the mountains have noticed that there is an anomaly in the laws of the great road, and want to go out into the world and take a good look at the world before they take their last breath.
Zhonglingzhou, empty Qishan.
A month has passed, and everyone in the world knows Xu Changge's name, and also knows about Wanjia's plan to fight.
Many powerful people rushed to the Kongqi Mountains from all over the world in order to see the battle of the younger generation with their own eyes. Some old guys who like to watch the excitement hid in the Kongqi Mountains early in the morning, waiting for the day of the battle.
It took a month for Xu Changge to finally arrive at Kongqi Mountain. During this period, Xu Changge met many strong men from the sect and extended an olive branch to Xu Changge, hoping to recruit them.
Xu Changge declined all the good intentions from various sects.
"Senior brother should be right there."
Xu Changge sensed Wan Hanyi's aura fluctuations and quickened his pace.
On the top of a 1,000-meter-high mountain in the Kongqi Mountains, Wan Hanyi sat serving tea. He looked very calm, without the slightest hint of nervousness.
"Chang Ge, you are here."
Wan Hanyi was slightly surprised by Xu Changge's arrival, but quickly regained his composure.
"Senior brother." Xu Changge sat opposite Wan Hanyi, looking at each other.
"Drink tea." Wan Hanyi held up his sleeves with one hand and held the teapot with the other, pouring Xu Changge a cup of hot tea.
Xu Changge nodded slightly and took a sip.
Glancing at it, Xu Changge saw a rusty three-foot iron sword stuck beside Wan Hanyi. The sword was called Qingsi, and it was a sword that Wan Hanyi had cultivated since he was a child.
But why is the sword rusty?
The power is hidden in the body of the sword, just for the present.
The three-foot iron sword has extremely deep rust, which means that Wan Hanyi has hidden his true swordsmanship strength for so many years. For five hundred years, Wan Hanyi sharpened his mind, and his appearance remained unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai.
"I heard that you forced Chang Ningqiu back, which is very impressive."
Wan Hanyi smiled elegantly.
"It's just a fluke." Xu Changge said.
"There is no such thing as luck in the way of spiritual practice." Wan Hanyi used to think that Xu Changge was hiding a lot, but unexpectedly he still underestimated Xu Changge: "Only if you are strong enough, will you be able to protect the people and things you care about in the future."
Xu Changge remained silent. He did not ask about the Wan family, because Wan Hanyi would naturally say what he wanted to say. If he asked, it would remind Wan Hanyi of the bad past.
In this way, the two sat opposite each other and drank tea, without speaking for two hours.
"Back then, I saw my parents die tragically with my own eyes, and their blood was everywhere. If Master hadn't appeared, I wouldn't have escaped death."
Wan Hanyi used extremely plain words to express the memories that he did not want to recall.
After five hundred years of hard training, Wan Hanyi has been waiting for this day. Only by defeating Wan Xuanchen and proving himself can he wash away his shame.
When the Wan family was fighting for power, Wan Hanyi's father was outstanding in strength and defeated his peers. He should be the new head of the family. At that time, Wan Xuanchen was born, and the vision of heaven and earth manifested, causing all the elders of the Wan family to
Zu changed his mind and planned to give Wan Xuanchen's father Wan Tuyuan another chance.
In the end, Wan Hanyi's father Wan Rong lost, not because of his strength, but because of the fate of heaven and earth. Originally, according to the clan rules, Wan Hanyi's family did not have to suffer catastrophe, but Wan Xuanchen's father killed them all, resulting in today's result.
"This battle must be won."
For this reason, Wan Hanyi is willing to risk his life.