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When Luo Ji saw Yi Yan bowing, he quickly took a few steps forward and greeted: ”Not bad, I wonder if Fellow Daoist Yi?”

Yi Yan chuckled, took out the low-ranked Immortal Sword he had gotten from the very beginning and shook it, shrugged his shoulders and said: ”My luck is not bad, haha.”

Yi Yan still understood the principle that wind was bound to destroy trees and trees. He wasn't willing to let others know about his gains from Immortal Pavilion, and an Inferior Grade Immortal Sword just so happened to fit Luo Ji and the other two's guesses. Yi Yan was very willing to let them deceive him once.

As expected, Luo Ji and the others revealed an expression that was as expected when they saw the low-ranked Immortal Sword.

In their opinion, only the powerful restrictions on the back of the thirty-six dao gates on the far left could cause Yi Yan to receive such a heavy injury.

While Yi Yan and the others greeted each other, a dozen cultivators teleported in front of them one after another.

But in the following two hours, the Transfer Array did not light up once, so it was clear that the remaining people had all died within the Immortal Pavilion.

After obtaining the map, Yi Yan also gained control of the Immortal Pavilion.

Thus, after waiting for another hour, Yi Yan's heart moved, and the Immortal Pavilion's great door once again slowly opened.

After the door to the Immortal Advancing Pavilion opened, the remaining thirty-odd cultivators all looked at each other with fear still lingering in their hearts.

Amongst the eighty or so people who entered the Dazzling Gold Troposphere, other than the few Loose Immortals that were stopped outside the Immortal Pavilion gate, more than half of them were actually lost!

When he saw the door open, he felt like he was in another world.

A Master Stage cultivator probed his way through the doorway. What pleasantly surprised him was that the mountain-like pressure he felt upon entering the door had already disappeared. The interior of the door was no different from the outside.

With some disbelief, he jumped a few times. Only now did this cultivator confirm that his feeling was not wrong.

With a long howl to the sky, the Mahayana Period cultivators arched their bodies and swiftly fled.

With his encouragement, the remaining cultivators no longer hesitated and left this place in groups of three or four that they both loved and hated.

After the four of them left, Yi Yan stood in the doorway with a complicated feeling in his heart.

Turning his head back to look at the one hundred and eight doors that were still silent, Yi Yan resolutely turned around.

Compared to the previous cultivators, Yi Yan walked out step by step.

As someone who had died once and was chosen by the Immortal Monarch Shang Long, and almost succeeded in seizing another's body, Yi Yan knew how to value his own life more than any other cultivator, and had a deeper understanding of his own life.

Step by step, Yi Yan walked out of the Immortal Pavilion.

There was nothing of value here. Let it remain silent in the dazzling flow of gold forever.

Watching the cultivators fly out in twos and threes, Han Qi's eyes flashed with a cold light.

A few of his own disciples had died inside, but these people managed to survive. In Han Qi's eyes, whose heart was filled with anger and unfairness, all of them deserved to die!

However, even though he and Kuang Rong's strength were not weak, they did not dare to directly provoke them. They could not withstand the combined attacks of more than thirty cultivation experts.

Therefore, Han Qi and Kuang Rong had a tacit understanding and set their sights on the culprit — Yi Yan.

They believed that no matter which of the two of them made a move, Yi Yan, who was at the early stage of fusion, would not be able to escape death.

Thus, when Herba Fang Sect's group of four flew out of the Immortal Pavilion's gate, the two people only sent them gazes filled with resentment, and did not immediately act.

In their plans, only after Yi Yan, who was too weak to withstand a single blow, died would they have a chance to see these accomplices of theirs.

As for Yi Yan, the first thing he saw after walking out of the Immortal Pavilion gate and concealing his Immortal Pavilion within the dazzling golden light was Kuang Rong and Han Qi's eyes, which were seemingly spitting fire.

”Your name is Yi Yan?”

The moment Yi Yan came out, Han Qi walked over and asked with an ashen face.

”Yes, I wonder what kind of instruction Elder Han Qi has for me?”

Yi Yan slightly narrowed his eyes, as a dangerous glint was hidden within them.

He had an extremely deep impression of this Tianqian Sect Elder in front of him;

If not for their plundering and killing, he would have risen in Immortal Realm by now.

Although it could be said that by chance, he had cultivated several cultivation techniques that were impossible to learn in his previous life, whose strength far surpassed that of his previous life, and when he had just regained his Cultivation Realm, he had an epiphany. This temporarily put aside the hatred in his heart, but this did not mean that Yi Yan would let them go!

Hearing Yi Yan's unyielding reply, Han Qi's livid face became even more sullen, as if flames were about to spew out of his eyes.

He did not notice that Yi Yan was actually able to call out his name, causing Han Qi to hold back the anger in his heart, and then, with trembling lips he forced out a few words: ”Did you kill the disciples of my Tianqian Sect?!”

< p > ”So what?!”