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The golden shield let out a light sound as it shattered. Following that, countless cracks appeared on the shield. Finally, with a "pa da" sound, the shield turned into specks of golden light and disappeared into the air. Zhang Yiming's eyes were filled with fear, this shield was a talisman treasure forged by a golden core stage Ranker, the same kind of talisman treasure but different. Ordinary talisman treasure only had thirty percent of the golden core stage's offensive or defensive power. This talisman treasure possessed 50% of the defensive power of a golden core stage Ranker, but it was actually defeated by the spiritual strength finger in one strike.

Could it be that Han Yan's finger attack already possessed more than 50% of the attack power of a golden core stage Ranker?

The spiritual strength finger was indeed powerful. In other words, the spiritual strength finger that Han Yan had used was far more powerful than a Foundation Establishment stage late great perfection expert's fatal strike. It had even reached the attack power of an early stage Jindan Stage expert. talisman treasure were talisman treasure after all, and although the energy contained within them was enormous, it was still incomparable to that of a golden core stage Ranker. Simply put, when a golden core stage Ranker uses more than 50% of their attack power, it can easily break the defense of the golden shield. To ordinary cultivators, talisman treasure could be said to be a rare treasure. As for exactly how much offensive and defensive power talisman treasure possessed, the low-level cultivator did not know.

Zhang Yiming's eyes were filled with despair. He felt his chest being blocked, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Han Yan looked at him coldly, then raised a finger.

At the same time, over ten enchanted tools and techniques arrived in front of Han Yan. Without even looking at them, Han Yan waved his long sleeves, causing a gust of wind to blow past. In the next second, all the magic techniques and magic tools disappeared from the high school. The cultivators who were controlling the magic tools and spells all turned pale and staggered.

At this moment, the second spiritual strength finger pierced through the air and flew more than three hundred meters away. A thousand feet away in the void, there was only a cry of pain. Hong Wei's figure that was hiding to escape appeared. A bloody hole the size of a thumb had appeared on his chest, and blood was flowing out from it. His face was pale and his eyes were filled with disbelief. He really couldn't understand, he had clearly used the invisibility, so how could the other party be able to accurately pinpoint his location? He was even more confused as to how Han Yan was able to continuously execute such a perverted spiritual strength finger. He did not even need the time to condense spirit energy.

There were simply too many questions in Hong Wei's mind. The moment his soul was swallowed up, his eyes flashed with a brilliant light, as if he had understood something. In the next second, the streak of light disappeared into his eyes. His eyes dimmed, and he could no longer sense its presence. His body fell from the sky and crashed into a huge rock that was as sharp as a knife, breaking it in half.

Just as Hong Wei's corpse landed on the ground, a third spiritual strength finger appeared in front of Zhang Yiming.

The corner of Zhang Yiming's mouth revealed an indescribable compatibility, no one could understand the meaning of that smile. He glanced at the white light that was flying at him quickly, and then looked at Han Yan's body, and said: "Han Yan, I underestimated you, you are indeed stronger than I expected." When white light arrived in front of him, he slapped the top of his head, and blood flowed out. When the spiritual strength finger flew into his body, he was already dead. He knew that he was unable to block this spiritual strength finger and chose to commit suicide.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yan had killed the leader of the three sects. Han Yan did not continue to attack, her gaze swept across everyone present, and her ice cold voice sounded out, "Do it yourself, or it's up to me."

Everyone was panicking. Some of the cowardly cultivators were even scared to death. Their faces were devoid of consciousness, as if they had lost their souls.

Everyone understood the meaning of Han Yan's words. Was he committing suicide or was he the one who killed him?

Some of the cultivators with backbone shouted loudly towards Han Yan, "Han Yan, don't be arrogant, the one I'm waiting for is your tomorrow." After saying that, he raised his hand and smacked towards the top of the skull.

Han Yan snorted, he patted the storage bag on his waist, and with a flash of green light, the green small sword rushed straight towards the cultivator.

At this moment, the cultivator looked as if he was about to die, and the hand that was slapping at the top of his head suddenly stopped. His eyes were filled with disbelief. Lowering his head to his chest, he saw that a sword-shaped hole had appeared in his chest. Suddenly, he understood why there was a flash of green light in front of Han Yan. Three years ago, he already knew that the green small sword's speed was extremely fast, but after three years, its speed had already exceeded his imagination.

At this very moment, the speed of the green small sword had already reached an unimaginable degree.

After Han Yan had reached Foundation Establishment, he had too much time left. During that time, he constantly refined the green small sword. After half a month of refinement, the small sword was finally completed. After he was done, he was surprised to discover that this was only relative to the Qi Cultivation stage. If he wanted to do it smoothly, he would need to refine it a bit more. Fortunately, Han Yan had a lot of time and the spirit energy in his body was not in flux, so he continued with another round of refinement.

After the completion of this round of refining, Han Yan took out the green small sword, and discovered that the small sword was not only capable of handling this with ease, there was even a trace of the same thought, as long as he thought it, he could attack. When he thought of what Xiao Yuyao had said before, he suddenly thought of something. A pseudo-magical equipment or treasure, for every cultivation increase, it would be refined. As time passes, the effects of Blood Refinement will get closer and closer, and the attack power will greatly increase.

Everyone in the Taoism knew that the length of the artifacts that were constantly being refined was much better than blood refining, but no one was willing to do it because refining them took far too much time. Han Yan had taken a month to complete the first round of refinement, but for the other Qi Refining Stage Cultivator s, it would take a hundred years. Han Yan used three months for the second round of refinement, but it would take three hundred years for other cultivators. foundation-building stage cultivator only had a lifespan of 500 years. As long as there was no problem with his brain, he would definitely not choose to keep refining treasures. If it was a pseudo-magical equipment, there might be a chance to be refined. If it was a treasure, Qi Refining Stage and foundation-building stage cultivator would not even have the chance to be refined.

Just think about it, to refine a treasure, you must have the cultivation of the golden core stage. If a golden core stage cultivator wants to refine a treasure with the same mental ability, it requires three times. Even if they were a bit faster, the first round would still take around 30 years. As for the second round, it would take around 100 years. As for the third round, it could not be completed without 500 years of time.

Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage's lifespan was only a thousand years, who would use more than six hundred years to create a treasure? Many cultivators took a few hundred years to reach the golden core stage, and when the magic treasure was refined to a state where their minds were the same, perhaps their time would come, maybe they did not even have the chance to successfully refine it, and turned and left.

This was precisely the case. Many cultivators knew that if the magic treasure was refined any longer, it would obtain unimaginable results, and might even surpass blood-refined magic treasures. Despite knowing this, no one was willing to do it. After all, it would take too much time. Even if the cultivator chose to refine it, it would only be a simple refinement, and could be controlled.

With the green small sword being refined by Han Yan for a second round, it was difficult to capture its flying speed. Now that it had already refined two rounds, its flying speed could be imagined. Forget about Qi Refining Stage Cultivator being unable to sense small sword flying over, even foundation-building stage cultivator being unable to catch their flight path before reaching the Great Perfection Stage or without cultivating his spiritual sense.

If Han Yan's consciousness was not abnormally huge, and already close to the Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage, he wouldn't have been able to control this green small sword.

After killing the cultivator, a green light flashed behind him and the small sword appeared in front of Han Yan.

Although the green small sword was still green, its appearance had undergone a huge change. The small sword was originally metal, but its color was green. After two rounds of refining, the small sword's surface was as clear as jade and extremely beautiful. Han Yan thought, if he could make the inside of the small sword turn into the color of jade, the small sword would probably move even faster.

Initially, they thought that Han Yan's spiritual strength finger was already very abnormal, but they never thought that it would actually be abnormal to this extent. From the moment the small sword penetrated the cultivator's body to when it returned and killed his soul, it finally returned to Han Yan's side in the blink of an eye. In such a short period of time, he killed a cultivator at Qi Disciple level 10, leaving him with no chance to kill himself.

Everyone hesitated and didn't know what to do.

After a while, someone gathered up his courage and said, "Senior, if we commit suicide, can we keep the corpse intact?"

Superstition says that when a man dies, he must be left with his body intact and buried in the ground." If he didn't keep the corpse intact, he wouldn't be able to reincarnate as a human in his next life. He could only become a beast, or another creature. If he could not be at peace with himself, he could not be reborn into a good family. Furthermore, he would have to suffer for the rest of his life.2

Most cultivators believed this. The lower the cultivation level, the more they felt that there really were ghosts and gods in this world. If they died, they would be able to reincarnate. After all, if one could not reincarnate after death, where would the wandering souls of the world go? Even immortals could possess bodies, so why couldn't the soul be reincarnated?

That was the reason why these cultivators wanted to keep a complete corpse.

It has to be said that suicide is different from a cultivator's soul being destroyed.

In theory, there was no chance of reincarnation after his soul had been destroyed. It was said that when a cultivator reaches an unimaginable level, they can use a special technique to collect all of the soul fragments and forcibly fuse them together. Of course, this was only in theory, no one knew what realm he would have to cultivate to, at least the Expert of Elemental Infant Stage did not have that ability.

Suicide was different. Although the soul had died, it did not dissipate. It only entered a special space and disappeared from the world of life. This special space was known as the Soul World. As long as one entered this world, no matter how strong one's soul was in their past life, they would turn into a gray dot with no memories. When the Soul World was opened, it was sent back into the world of living to be reincarnated.

Han Yan's expression did not change, as her ice-cold voice came out, "Alright!"

The other cultivators looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and slapped the top of their heads.

After everyone committed suicide, Han Yan raised an eyebrow, looked into the void, and said coldly: "You can come out now."

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