After they flew six to seven hundred miles, Han Feng emerged from a space, but he was still looming. Even if Ling Yuntian suddenly came back, he could not see through his hiding place.
"None of these guys are fuel-efficient. It's really not easy to completely interrupt their plans." Han Feng murmured to himself.
He had noticed their layout early in the morning, so he separated a soul clone in time to lure them into a siege and take the opportunity to escape from the area.
Later, he wanted to take the opportunity to hit the eight major families and severely damage them. Unfortunately, Wan Jianyang was very cautious and always released the dojo to protect them. For the sake of safety, he did not take risks.
However, he naturally would not give up. No matter what, he had to keep up. If he could delay it, it would be a moment. Perhaps because of his efforts, Murong Xue had an extra chance of success.
As soon as he thought of this, he quickly chased after him again, and with the help of the power of the ancestral talisman, he covered a distance of nearly two miles in one breath.
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Unknowingly, another three hours passed.
Han Feng continued to follow behind. In these short three hours, he made four sneak attacks. Although he did not kill anyone, he delayed them for most of an hour and bought Murong Xue some time.
Especially after going deep into the sword energy ocean, the resistance becomes extremely strong, which can be described as being difficult to move even an inch.
Even if the four major sects and eight major families unite, they can only move more than ten feet in one breath.
However, they had already seen Murong Xue's figure, floating in the air on an altar-like island in front of them, constantly absorbing the mighty sword energy. The aura in his body had actually reached the state of perfect enlightenment. The peak is only one step away.
After passing the peak, you will achieve the status of sub-sage!
That is an extremely important Dao Fruit phantom!
Although it is only an illusory shadow, it is enough to temporarily escape the frequent chaos thunder tribulations for enlightened monks, and only needs one tribulation per era.
An era lasts about one hundred thousand years, and with Ya Sheng's methods, there is plenty of time to prepare.
This group of people was extremely surprised, but soon showed some excitement. They began to exert force and accelerate forward.
In particular, Wan Jianyang was extremely enthusiastic about it. He was following the path of swordsmanship. If he successfully seizes this opportunity, he would be able to break the bottleneck of many years and not only reach a higher level, but even aspire to become a saint.
However, the closer they got to the island, the greater the resistance and pressure became. The sword they formed through the secret method was trembling, the light was shining, and it seemed that it would collapse in the next moment.
"We've reached this point, and I guess we don't want to give up. Isn't it time to come up with some skills to keep the bottom of the box?" Wan Jianyang suddenly suggested with an inexplicable light in his eyes.
As he spoke, he first took out a crimson dagger, which was only about a foot long and as slender as bamboo chopsticks. He threw it upwards and quickly made a seal, and in a flash of light it merged into the big sword.
In an instant, the great sword's light rose sharply, forming a fan shape to block the endless wave of sword energy.
Everyone's eyes flashed, and they knew that they could no longer hide their secrets. They took out various rare treasures and doubled the power of the big sword, making the speed more than twice as fast.
At this moment, Han Feng was hiding in the dark and was also under great pressure. It was difficult for him to spare the extra strength to attack them. He could only maintain a similar speed to them, follow closely, and wait for the opportunity to move.
The so-called "Wangshan Road" seemed to be not far away from the altar island, but in fact it was dozens of miles away. At their increasingly slower speed, it took them more than half an hour to reach the shore.
It is said to be the shore, but in fact it is the edge of the altar. If you look closely, you can see that they are all condensed sword energy, exuding frightening power.
What's even more terrifying is that as they get closer, tiny lightning bolts appear in the sky from time to time, making bursts of thunderous sounds, hindering their arrival as if they are spiritual.
Even with the protection of the secret sword, some monks in the early stages of enlightenment suddenly felt dizzy and turned pale. They subconsciously used some means to resist, but unfortunately the effect was not good and they could only barely hold on.
As a result, they had to pause. Although they were only ten feet away from the altar, they could not go any further.
They also cast spells from a distance, shooting out streaks of sword light from the big sword, trying to prevent Murong Xue from continuing to merge with the origin of this world. Unfortunately, all attacks would be swallowed up by the lightning that emerged out of thin air, and they could not attack at all.
"This is the thunder of the sword. It can invade the soul sea of monks like us. I didn't expect that such a thing would come out here!" Ling Yuntian suddenly said.
Wan Jianyang also nodded solemnly, and suggested again: "Now that things have come to a point, we should all work together to push the secret method of Wan Jian Gui Yi to the extreme!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the sword embryo on his chest into his dantian, and immediately integrated his whole body's strength with the big sword, further enhancing the power of the big sword and at the same time protecting himself. played a greater role.
But as a result, a small part of the power of the big sword was taken away from him, making it more difficult for the rest of the people to get protection. Except for Ling Yuntian, Baili Huan, and Taoist Cailian, the other enlightened monks were inevitably Feel bad.
Those monks who were in the early stage of enlightenment had no choice but to put the sword embryo on their chest into their dantian, so that while the sword's light increased, it also protected them, and the pressure was suddenly reduced.
Under the protection of this big sword, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still suspicious of the sword embryo and concentrated on being on guard.
There are eight monks in the middle stage of enlightenment who are still holding on and do not want to be included in the sword embryo. They are worried about being restrained by Wan Jianyang.
Although they have repeatedly checked and found that there is nothing wrong with the secret method of Wan Jian Guiyi, there is no guarantee that Wan Jianyang will have a backup plan.
"Brother Wan, what do you mean?" Ling Yuntian saw this and asked in a deep voice.
"What's wrong?" Wan Jianyang asked back.
"You are taking every step. You know what you want!" Baili Huan asked coldly.
"I really don't understand what you are talking about. Do you suspect that I am planning something?" Wan Jianyang said.
"Then you force us again and again to put those sword embryos into our Dantian, what do you want to do!" Taoist Master Cailian said unhurriedly.
"If we don't include them, how can we all unite into one rope and resist this thunder of swordsmanship?!" Wan Jianyang said confidently.
"Everything you said seems to make sense, but I can't put this sword embryo into my dantian. Since we are all here, let's spread out and find our own way to board this island of altars." Mouton rolled his eyes. With a twist, he signaled his family members to force out the sword embryos incorporated into his body.
