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After killing Hei Shi, a look of determination flashed past his eyes, he then struck his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood that floated in the air. He cast a few techniques on the blood essence, and the blood-red light shone brightly. It split into two streams and wrapped itself around his parents' souls. Han Yan's parents' souls, which were about to dissipate, stopped dissipating after being wrapped up by the blood essence. Breathing a sigh of relief, Han Yan set up a few array formations on the Extreme Essence and placed it inside the storage bag.1

Although this technique could slow down the time that his soul dissipated, it would not last for a long time. After a month, it would also dissipate, but it gave Han Yan some time to recover. Within this month, as long as Han Yan could find the treasure to nurture his soul, then he would be able to solidify the state of his parents' souls.

After completing all of this, Han Yan's eyes narrowed as he looked in the direction of the capital and said coldly, "Zhu Wenyu, you attacked my parents, don't blame me for being ruthless." His silhouette flickered as he flew towards the Royal Capital.

Inside the imperial city, Zhu Wenyu sat in the great hall, feeling anxious. He had been there for several hours, yet he did not hear any news.

Zhu Wenyu could not hold it in any longer, stood up, and said to the guards outside: "Men."

The guard ran over and knelt on one knee. "Your majesty."

Zhu Wenyu said: "Go to the Immortal Stage and see if they killed Han Yan or not."

The guard replied and was about to leave when an ice-cold aura enveloped the hall, causing everyone to tremble with fear.

Zhu Wenyu's body trembled, he suddenly had a bad premonition, and anxiously said: "Someone quickly come, take care."

Over a hundred armored guards ran in from outside to protect Zhu Wenyu, who was looking outside the main hall with a worried look in his eyes.

Outside the hall, white light flashed. A man whose entire body was covered in blood flew down and walked towards the front of the hall step by step.

When Zhu Wenyu saw Han Yan, his body went limp and he nearly fell to the ground. He shouted in panic, "Quick, go kill him."

The guards raised the spears in their hands and quickly ran out the door as their battle cries resounded through the horizon.

Han Yan's gaze was ice-cold as he walked forward step by step. When the guards arrived in front of him, he casually waved his hand and a gale blew past. The rest of the guards' faces were filled with panic as they subconsciously stopped. The attack that Han Yan had released just now was not human martial arts, but Immortal Art. Since the opponent was an immortal, even a powerful expert like them would die if they went up.

Zhu Wenyu's face became pale. Seeing Han Yan continue to walk over, he shouted, "What are you all doing?!

"Surnamed Wang?" All the guards were stunned. His surname was Wang, and he was even higher than the Duke. He had his own territory and could be said to be under one, but was superior to tens of thousands of people.

Under this temptation, many of the guards rushed forward, their eyes gleaming, wishing that they could stab Han Yan to death.

Han Yan snorted, he suddenly raised both of his hands and two yellow fireballs appeared, shooting towards the two guards at the front.

The fireball turned into a straight trajectory in the air and quickly landed on the two guards. With a flash of flame, the guards cried out in pain and turned into ashes. Even the weapons in their hands had turned into a puddle of molten metal. Han Yan had instantly killed two people and the rest of the guards were finally afraid, not daring to step forward. In their eyes, Han Yan was the god of death which could easily reap their lives.

Although being surnamed Wang was good, one had to be alive to obtain it. Everyone was sure that even if there were more guards attacking Han Yan at the same time, they wouldn't be able to harm Han Yan. Seeing Han Yan constantly walking forward, the guard holding his spear started to tremble. With every step Han Yan took, they all took a step back.

In a short moment, Han Yan arrived at the entrance of the hall, his ice cold gaze sweeping across everyone and spoke sinisterly: "Those that do not wish to die, move out of the way."

The guard hesitated. If he did not move, he would be dead. If he moved, he would also die. Only one person died after being killed by Han Yan, and if he were to step aside and be executed by the Emperor, he might even be executed as a whole in his family. All the guards started to hesitate. They didn't know if they should give way at this time.

Han Yan could definitely surpass these people and kill Zhu Wenyu. He didn't do it because he wanted Zhu Wenyu to see. If I want to kill you, no one can stop me. At the same time, he did not want to kill Zhu Wenyu so quickly. For Zhu Wenyu to send people to kill his parents with such deep hatred, if they killed him in one go, it would be letting him off easy.

In the sky, when the disciples of Tianming Sect saw Han Yan fighting his way into the great hall, their expressions became incomparably ugly.

Originally, they thought that Hei Shi would be able to kill Han Yan. However, they never expected that not only did Hei Shi not kill him, they themselves were actually killed by Han Yan.

Qi Hao's face was filled with worry as he hurriedly said, "Martial Uncle Zhuge, if Han Yan kills the Emperor, we will definitely …" He did not know if he should attack now or not, but if he should attack now, it would not be of much use. At most, he could block for a moment, but in the end, he was killed by Han Yan. If he did not stop them, they would be safe and the Emperor would be killed. As they descended the mountain, Daoist Master Hong Dao1 once gave the death order to ensure the safety of the Emperor no matter what happened.

Zhuge Long also knew how serious the problem was. The crux of the matter was, if they went, they would simply be sending themselves to their deaths. He raised his head, looked in the direction of the Tianming Sect, and prayed in his heart: "Sect Leader Senior Brother! Why did you not send anyone over? Could it be that you know that we can't win against Han Yan? " Right at this moment, a streak of light rapidly approached from not too far away. He was overjoyed as he said, "Everyone, follow me to the Imperial City. The Supreme Elder will be here soon."

Everyone was excited and hurriedly flew towards the Imperial City.

Han Yan frowned, he looked towards the direction of the Tianming Sect, then looked behind him. Then, he extended his hand, and a huge amount of spirit energy swept out. Even though Zhu Wenyu has been the emperor for so many years, he still carried himself well in front of the ministers. At the moment of life and death, he was also extremely afraid, and said with a trembling voice: "Han Yan, I am the Emperor of Da Ming, you cannot kill me."

"Can't kill you?" Han Yan's blood-red eyes landed on Zhu Wenyu's body. His eyes looked like he was looking at a dead man, "Let alone you being the emperor, even if you are the emperor's ancestor, I would still kill you today." After he finished speaking, he took out his flying sword, stepped on it, and flew to the west like a ray of light.

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