In the palace, the Nie royal family looked ugly.
An old man from the Nie family rose up from the sky, walked out of the palace, and appeared not far in front of Ye Han.
He suppressed his anger and said, "Everything started because of you, but now you are talking nonsense?"
"You dare to talk to me like this, are you not afraid of death?"
Ye Han glanced at this person lightly.
"What's the fear of death? Who can be eternally invincible, and who can never die?"
The old man stared at Ye Han, as if he had the intention to fight, but after all, the gap was huge and he did not dare to take action.
"If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth!"
Ye Han glanced at the old man of the Nie family: "I have lowered my stance, but the True God of Beihai has gone back on his word. Could it be that he wants me to continue to compromise and follow him, waiting to be killed?"
The old man was suffocated and unable to respond.
After being suffocated for a long time, his face turned ugly: "The True God of Beihai is the master of the Star Realm. He is the blessing of all souls. After suppressing it for a lifetime, he retired to Beihai and never appeared again. This is to hand over the world to his descendants. He does not want to suppress the world by himself and block the Star Realm. The next generation of strong men is rising, but if you had not acted erratically and unscrupulously, the True God would not have appeared, let alone lead to a bloody disaster."
"A master who treats all souls like ants?"
Ye Han couldn't help showing a sense of sarcasm, and then sneered: "Retire and leave the world to the younger generations? What a joke. It's just relying on the power of the North Sea to survive. Emperor Wu's life span is nine thousand years, the emperor's life span is ten thousand years, and the saint's life span is It’s only thirteen thousand years, how long has the True God of Beihai lived?”
The old man of the Nie royal family was completely silent. Throughout the imperial city, countless powerful people frowned and looked thoughtful.
"It's just a foreign race!"
Ye Han disdainfully spat out four words: "Anyone who is not of my race must have a different heart. What do you know?"
After saying that, Ye Han stood up in one step.
With a move of his arm, in a trance, the entire earth below the imperial city was filled with terrifying energy, rising instantly.
Countless people only heard a dragon roar, and in an instant, it was like a golden dragon was inspired by Ye Han to appear, and rushed towards a portal above Ye Han's head in an instant.
This is the dragon vein of the Nie Dynasty.
With the dragon's veins imprisoned, Ye Han walked towards the sky, taking King Duguren and Nie Qingqing who were waiting outside the imperial city, and walked away in the blink of an eye.
Ye Han's voice came from above the imperial city, like the voice of heaven: "What happened to the star world in the past has nothing to do with me. In the future, I, Ye Han, will dominate the star world. Whether you accept it or not, I don't care who dares to ruin my affairs. Kill him!"
Returning to the top of Jiutian Mountain, Ye Han exhaled a long breath and finally relaxed completely, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
Today's incident in Nie's Imperial City made him very satisfied. The True God of Beihai broke his promise and became fat, and went back on his word. This incident will spread throughout the world, causing his reputation in this world to plummet.
As for the soul-sealing seal that penetrated his body?
Just a joke.
He just deliberately let the other party enter the Soul Sealing Seal to reveal the true God of Beihai.
Now that Ye Han has stepped into the realm of Emperor Wu, he can already use the supreme killing skills and heaven-suppressing skills from his previous life.
The Heaven-Suppressing Technique is unparalleled in mysteries and is one of the ten most powerful killing techniques in the world. It comes with various secret techniques that can suppress everything.
A mere soul-sealing seal, a method of soul-suppressing and sealing at this level, would not have the slightest impact on Ye Han.
"It seems that after the work on Jiutian Mountain is finished, it is time to go to the North Sea. The passage in the North Sea must be controlled by me, otherwise it will always be a hidden danger..."
Ye Han's thoughts were changing. After seeing his senior brother and Nie Qingqing reunited with everyone in Douzhan Dao Palace, he appeared above Jiutian Mountain.
"The three dragon veins determine the mountains and rivers!"
In the void, Ye Han spoke and directly drew out three dragon veins from the Nine Realms Dragon Suppression Tower.
The birth of the Dragon Vein was accompanied by the billowing aura of the Imperial Dao and the Dragon Dao, which immediately caused a sudden change in the sky. It seemed like three giant golden dragons were born, hovering in the sky and swooping down.
Drilling into the earth below the Nine Heavens Sacred Mountain, the three dragon veins instantly merged into one, forming a giant and strongest dragon vein.
With Jiutian Sacred Mountain as the center, the world with a radius of millions of miles is filled with extremely strong aura of dragon path, as well as various other special and top-level earth veins.
Everyone who practices here has received tremendous blessings.
"Nothing more than that!"
The eyes of these powerful men who descended from the starry sky were indifferent, even vaguely sarcastic.
Just a country bumpkin!
Ye Han's methods in this world may seem extraordinary, but looking at the Nine Thousand Realms of the Universe, they are nothing at all.
For any person present, within the sect and race behind them, there are top-level earth veins that are countless times more powerful than these three dragon veins.
Only creatures in this small world regard places like Jiutian Mountain as a blessed land. Among the big worlds and big powers, the cultivation environment where the servants live is better than this.
"What, unhappy?"
Ye Han descended from the sky, came to the top of a peak, and looked at Jian Chen of the Tongtian Sword Sect.
"snort!"
Jian Chen snorted coldly, but said no more.
"I'm not going to beat you up, you know?"
Ye Han squinted: "When you come to Jiutian Mountain, you should have a correct attitude."
Jian Chen glared angrily: "Are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
"It was intentional, what?"
Ye Han raised his fist: "If you dare to talk back, I'll beat you up!"
"Kill me if you can!"
Jian Chen also clenched his fists. If he hadn't witnessed Ye Han's extraordinary skills and killed the incarnations of the Nine Heavenly Emperors with his own eyes, even if he had been defeated by Ye Han, he might not have been able to resist another fight.
"Kill you? What's the benefit of killing you? I won't do anything that doesn't benefit me."
Ye Hanhan smiled and looked at the many other geniuses descending from the starry sky: "Practice well for me, do you understand? Otherwise, next time I will contact the sect behind you to blackmail... No, the treasure you are asking for can't be Not so much.”
All the geniuses: "!!!."
"Stop practicing the Twelve Swords of Tongtian Sword Sect!"
Ye Han looked at Jian Chen again, and then pointed out, and in an instant, a ray of light hit Jian Chen's eyebrows.
Jian Chen's body trembled, revealing a look of surprise and uncertainty.
There was an extra memory in his mind, which was a technique called: "Sword Reflects the Heavens".
"This technique has a total of nine thousand levels. Within three years, I want you to practice to the 100th level, otherwise you will never think of leaving Jiutian Mountain."
Ye Han looked at Jian Chen fiercely.
"What?"
Jian Chen's eyes widened.
Ye Han ignored him and then appeared in front of another person.
"white night!"
Ye Han spit out two words.
The man in front of him had a calm face and no reaction.
"The evil body can't live more than ten years!"
Ye Han looked at the man in front of him with admiration: "It's really interesting to be able to survive twenty years."
The face of the man named Bai Ye in front of him changed slightly, but he was taciturn and still did not respond.
Ye Han pointed out, and in an instant, a memory of the technique entered this person's body:
"The Art of Burial of Gods".
In Bai Ye's confused look, Ye Han said: "The technique is at the ninth level. If you can practice it to the third level in three years, I will personally help you get rid of the evil spirit."
"What?"
Bai Ye's eyes opened wide, bursting out with radiant light.
