C54 Blood vessel connection

Looking at the huge jade wall in front of him, Han Yan could not help but stumble for a moment, as he muttered, "This is …"

The Nine-clawed dragon cat was also startled, then scratched its head. With a flash, it left Han Yan's embrace and ran towards the jade wall. Then, something unbelievable happened as the dragon and cat actually went into the jade wall and disappeared. Then, ripples that were like water rippled on the jade wall, and with a flash, the entire jade wall turned into a stone wall. At the same time, a huge suction force came from the ground, causing his legs to feel as if they were filled with lead, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

Han Yan's eyes flickered. Everything in front of him had exceeded his imagination, and even now, he still had not figured out what was going on. Looking at the stone wall in front of him, Han Yan started to ponder. Previously, he was carrying the Nine-clawed dragon cat and the surrounding formations were not affected, but after the dragon cat left, the jade wall became a stone wall.

The more he thought about it, the more Han Yan felt that it was possible.

At this time, ripples appeared on the stone wall in front of him. The Nine-clawed dragon cat ran out and jumped into Han Yan's embrace.

Han Yan opened his arms wide and hugged the dragon cat, saying, "This formation has something to do with you?"

The Nine-clawed dragon cat nodded its head, then shook it's head and pointed its fluffy little claws at the stone wall, indicating for Han Yan to go in.

Han Yan hesitated for a moment, then started to walk towards the stone wall. Just as his feet touched the stone wall, a wave of spiritual energy emanated from within and landed on his feet. Subsequently, the wave of spirit energy spread throughout his body and he smoothly entered it. Inside the stone wall was a completely different world. This was a very large cave that could not be seen anywhere. He didn't know what kind of cultivator would open such a large cave here.

The Immortal's cave was huge, almost like a square, but it was so huge that it was devoid of anything.

Han Yan released his consciousness and felt everything in the cave, he was finally disappointed, there was nothing that a cultivator could cultivate. Just as he was walking deeper into the cave, he suddenly felt a faint spiritual energy fluctuation coming from behind him. He suddenly turned around and looked behind him. What appeared in front of him was a huge jade wall, and this jade wall was the same one he had seen before.

"magic array?" Han Yan frowned, he had sunk into deep thought once again. Since what he saw was real, then this place must be a magic array. The cultivator who laid the formation was afraid that others might discover this place, so he probably set up a formation here. But why was the Wordless Jade Wall before him covered by an array formation? Could it be that there was some sort of mystery behind it?

Ming Empire, Imperial Palace.

Zhu Wenyu sat on the dragon throne, his face was filled with anxiousness, suddenly, he stood up and spoke to the side of the hall: "Third Uncle, is there any news about the ancestor?"

From the side door, Zhu Hong walked out and cupped his hands to him, "Your majesty, we have already sent people to investigate."

Zhu Wenyu's expression became grave and he slowly said, "I don't know if Han Yan is dead or not, but that group of trash from the Orthodoxy, they actually can't catch even a single person. They even want to take action personally by their ancestors."

Zhu Hong was also a little worried. After all, Zhu Yunhe had left for a month, yet there was not even a single news.

However, he was not worried at all. Zhu Hong said: "Your majesty, our ancestor will definitely succeed in his mission. He might have spent more time chasing that brat."

"I hope so." Zhu Wenyu's eyelids jumped, he had a bad premonition.

Just then, a cultivator ran in hurriedly. Due to him running too fast, his feet slipped and he fell in front of Zhu Wenyu. Zhu Wenyu's face sank, and said angrily: "What are you panicking for, what exactly happened?" He suddenly bent his body and picked up that Royal Cultivator.

The forehead of the imperial cultivator was covered in sweat as he said with a trembling voice, "Th-Your Majesty, something terrible happened! Ancestor he …"

Both Zhu Wenyu and Zhu Hong's expression changed, and the latter walked to's side in a single stride, and said with a heavy tone: "Quickly tell me, what happened to our ancestor?"

The imperial cultivator trembled as he said, "Ancestor, he, he, he's transformed into …"

In the world of cultivation, the word 'Ascension' meant death.

These words were like a thunder from a clear sky. The uncle and nephew duo's bodies trembled and their minds went blank.

Zhu Wenyu grabbed the Royal Cultivator's hand and let go, causing the latter to land on the ground, but he did not dare to stand up.

The silence in the throne room was so quiet that even a drop of water could be heard.

Only after a long while did Zhu Wenyu regain his senses, and pointed to the imperial cultivator: "Speak, how did our ancestor die?"

The royal family cultivator cried out, "We sent people to search the entire empire but we couldn't find our ancestors. Later on, they heard from someone that a month ago, the seven day mountain range in the northern part of the Empire trembled like an earthquake and the entire earth shook. "I then brought some people to search, and eventually found half of the ancestor's corpse in an empty area …"

Fire burned in Zhu Wenyu's eyes, and she said angrily: "Do you know who did it?"

The cultivators of the imperial clan trembled. "While we were pursuing them, we met the disciples of the Orthodoxy. After they observed the scene of the battle, they thought it was …"

"Who is it!" Zhu Wenyu roared, his body releasing a powerful killing intent.

The Imperial Cultivator's body stiffened as he hurriedly said, "They are traitors of the Orthodoxy — Han Yan."

Zhu Wenyu thought of many people, but he did not think of Han Yan, because he felt that it was impossible for a disciple of Fifth stage of Qi Refining Stage to kill his ancestor.

The cultivators of the imperial family knew that any wrong words would cause their heads to fall off, so they could only bite the bullet and say, "This subordinate initially thought it was impossible, but they provided very effective evidence that the ancestor's body contained traces of spiritual strength finger's penetration."

Hearing this, Zhu Wenyu also started to believe him. He angrily grabbed the dragon throne, the dragon head carved on the handle grabbed him, and crushed him into pieces of wood. Since that was the case, the anger in his heart was suppressed a little. He turned around and said to Zhu Hong: "Third Uncle, is there anyone amongst the rogue cultivators that can find Han Yan?

Zhu Hong waved his hand, signalling the cultivator from the imperial family to leave, then walked to Zhu Wenyu's side and said, "Your majesty, do you still remember Wu Tian?"

"Why are you talking about him?" Zhu Wenyu raised his eyebrows and said uncertainly.

Zhu Hong smiled slightly: "After capturing Han Yan, he bought all of the valuable things in the manor, and wanted to find a rogue cultivator to help him kill Han Yan. In the end, he actually found a rogue cultivator."

Zhu Wenyu nodded, and said: "He is very smart, if Han Yan doesn't die, sooner or later he will come to kill him." He paused for a moment and suddenly thought of something. He hurriedly asked, "You mean …"

Zhu Hong explained in detail: "That's right, he found a rogue cultivator who is proficient in soul gathering techniques. As long as he uses the souls of Han Yan's relatives as a guide, through the blood vessels, he will definitely be able to find Han Yan's whereabouts."

Zhu Wenyu frowned, and said: "Such a technique, isn't it an evil person?"

Zhu Hong shook his head and said, "Dao arts do not have any difference between good and evil. The most important thing is to see how it is used. That rogue cultivator has never done anything against nature, otherwise the Orthodoxy would have killed him long ago." After saying that, he saw Zhu Wenyu giving him a look as if he was going to continue speaking, and continued: "If Han Yan did not make a move on Ancestor, I would not have let Wu Tian find that rogue cultivator, and since Ancestor died in his hands, we might as well not do anything, and take care of him."

"You mean kill his family?" Zhu Wenyu stood up, and thought about the pros and cons, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "If I don't kill him, he will definitely massacre the entire Imperial City in the future. At the same time as you inform that rogue cultivator, remember to ask the disciples of the Orthodoxy to come. Now that the Imperial City has no ancestors, I'm afraid it won't be able to stop that group of spies. "

Zhu Hong said: "Your majesty, rest assured. The nation has sent two elders to guard this place. No matter how capable Han Yan is, he would not dare to come here."

Three days later, in the air above the Bluestone Village, two figures flew over quickly and landed on the open area in front of the village.

When the villagers saw that the immortals had arrived, they all kneeled down on the ground and kowtowed.

Amongst the two of them, one of them was Zhu Hong while the other one was dressed in black.

That person's name was Hei Shi. As a youngster, by chance, he obtained a cultivation secret, and started cultivating on his own. For decades, he had been able to come up with something, and he was actually able to reach the tenth level of the Qi Cultivating Stage. The techniques he trained in were different from the orthodox techniques. Killing to collect souls was the most important technique. No matter what kind of soul it was, in his hands, one would be unable to live or die.

Hei Shi looked at the villagers who were worshipping on the ground and asked: "Where is Han Yan's home?" His voice was cold and emotionless.

One of the villagers asked: "Immortal, are you looking for Immortal Han Yan?"

Everyone in the village knew that Han Yan had become an immortal. Many of them were proud to be able to live in the same village as Han Yan.

Hei Shi coldly snorted, and said coldly: "Does he count as an immortal?"

Everyone's faces sank, not knowing what the immortal meant. But thinking about it, it was a matter between immortals, since they could not participate, someone stood up and brought the two of them towards Han Yan's home. After a moment, the two of them arrived at the door, the black clothed man kicked open the door, and spoke to the lady inside: "You are Han Yan's woman?"

The woman drying clothes in the courtyard was none other than Liu Xihan. When she saw the two of them, she immediately recognized that they were both immortals like Han Yan. Liu Xihan was startled, then recovered his senses. He bowed and respectfully asked: "This servant isn't it, I would like to ask, two immortals, what do you need from Han Yan?"

Hei Shi stretched out his right hand, and a gust of black smoke lingered between his fingers. He suddenly grabbed in the direction of Liu Xihan, and the black smoke condensed into a large hand, flying quickly and grabbing onto Liu Xihan in the blink of an eye.

A thin line of black mist encircled around Hei Shi's wrist and entered Liu Xihan's body. The latter spasmed for a bit, then his face became pale white. Hei Shi's eyes became cold and he suddenly raised his right hand, throwing the woman in his hand away. He then coldly said: "Since you are not, then go and die."

Liu Xihan laid on the ground, her body was filled with a dense black fog, the fog was growing thicker and thicker, and her body was shrinking at an unimaginable speed, as though her blood was being sucked dry. Liu Xihan had already felt that something was amiss. She knew that her life was about to end and a complex expression flashed across her eyes.

Liu Xihan raised his head and looked towards the horizon, his eyes filled with relief.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Xihan's body had turned into a pile of bones, and waves after waves of black mist came out from the bones, causing chills to run down one's spine.

Zhu Hong could not watch any longer and immediately turned around.

Hei Shi's face was calm, as though nothing had happened, he stood up and walked into the room. Just as he walked in front of the door, seeing the two of them walk out, excitement flashed across his eyes. "You are Han Yan's parents?"