Chapter 659 The identity of the leader is exposed
"Han Yang!"
The light man roared angrily, but was eventually torn apart by the shattering power of the Gate of Hell, breaking into countless pieces.
"Want to leave?"
Han Yang suddenly took a step forward, rose into the air, and chased after the dissipating light.
The light dissipates extremely quickly.
With Han Yang's speed, there was no way he could catch up.
This is a speed that exceeds the limits of matter.
"Tianhun!"
Han Yang shouted angrily, and the souls of heaven, earth and man were split.
A round of heavenly soul flew out from between the eyebrows, turned into the shadow of the God of War, and chased the light.
…
Tens of thousands of miles away.
The man in the ruins of the temple slowly opened his eyes.
"Han Yang!"
He had never hated a person from the lower world so much.
Based on his status, mortals in the lower world are nothing more than ants.
People don't get angry with ants.
But at this time, Han Yang, a mortal ant, really angered him.
Buzz!
At this moment, the void opened, and a black light appeared above the man.
The one who revealed his form turned out to be the one with three heads and six arms, who existed in the form of the God of War... Han Yang Tianhun.
"Oh? So your old lair is here..."
After circling around, Han Yang looked at the deserted temple ruins with interest.
"Han Yang? How could you..."
This time, the man was finally restrained.
He comes from the upper realm, so he can control the separation of the three souls of heaven, earth and man.
Han Yang, a mere mortal, could actually make the heavenly soul leave his body?
He even controlled Tianhun and followed the traces he left to this place?
"Ha ha ha ha……"
After the shock, the man laughed loudly: "Han Yang, you coming here with the soul of heaven to hunt down is the biggest mistake of your life. Die!"
As the voice fell, the man took action boldly.
At this moment, he is a complete entity, no longer just a soul.
The power displayed under one palm was far beyond what that light man could compare to.
Even higher than Senluo Ghost General and Human Emperor Liu Yan.
Zheng.
In the void, the sound of swords sounded.
The four-image mantra seals the sword, and the red bird dances.
Top swordsmanship with defense first.
Boom...
The man pressed down with one hand, and Suzaku Wu's sword instantly collapsed.
Han Yang's phantom of the Heavenly Soul God of War also began to slowly dissipate.
With a smile on his lips, Han Yang suddenly said as if talking to himself: "I think I know who you are..."
boom.
The void exploded.
The man's third vertical eye opened again, and a purple light took shape, but... Han Yang's phantom of the Heavenly Soul God of War had disappeared.
"Damn it... this kind of method... Could it be that Han Yang is not a warrior from the Tianwu Continent? He also comes from the upper world?"
Thinking of Han Yang's various deeds since his rise, the man's face turned gloomy.
Just before he was about to completely penetrate the Tianwu Continent, he encountered such an opponent. It was very disadvantageous for him.
but……
"Half a year! Han Yang, in another half year, I can project all my power. By then, ten of you will not be my opponent..."
The man closed his three eyes again, and the killing intent emanating from his body gradually subsided.
At this moment, a soft and charming female voice sounded outside the ruins of the temple.
"Brother. My little sister noticed that a fight just broke out here. Are you okay?"
"Nothing! Don't disturb me."
The man's cold drink caused the woman's body to tremble, and she respectfully left the ruins of the temple.
After retreating hundreds of steps, the woman dared to slowly raise her head, revealing a pretty face with a puzzled expression.
King Huang!
This woman is clearly one of the two wild kings of the wild land...the wild king.
…
Endless abyss.
The heavenly soul transformed into a black light again and disappeared into the center of Han Yang's eyebrows.
Han Yang slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on his lips.
"Interesting...I didn't expect that the truth would be like this..."
His strange expression made Song Changsheng beside him feel numb, and he hurriedly asked carefully: "Your Highness, what are you..."
Han Yang did not answer Song Changsheng's doubts, but asked casually: "Do you know where I can get enough life-extending elixir?"
"Shouyuan elixir?"
Song Changsheng thought thoughtfully for a while and replied: "Most of the longevity elixirs found in Wanyao Pavilion, Zhujian Villa, and our Dali Dynasty came from the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms..."
"The battlefield of all realms?"
"It is a mysterious place under the control of the God List Organization. It is full of top powerhouses who have lived for thousands of years. It has massive resources. It was once known as...the road to becoming an emperor."
At the end of the conversation, Song Changsheng looked a little sad.
There are so many Martial Kings born in Tianwu Continent.
Every year, unimaginable King Wu falls on the battlefield of all realms.
In order to become the emperor, the warriors of Tianwu Continent worked tirelessly one after another.
But he now understands that the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms may be just a conspiracy brewed by the Shenbang Organization.
The title of emperor is like the moon in the mirror.
It is doomed to draw water from a bamboo basket but in vain.
If you can't even condense the seventh soul, how can you talk about understanding life and death and becoming a Martial Emperor?
"good."
Han Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded and said, "Let's leave immediately and go to the Emperor's Secret Realm. I'm going to the battlefield of all realms!"
…
Beyond the endless abyss.
Daxia Dynasty, in the dense forest of Shiwanda Mountain.
"Do you know what happened recently? The young master is in a very violent mood... He has beaten more than a dozen of our sisters to death."
"In the past, the young master also killed people, but he only killed one or two people a year at most. Now..."
"Where is Yao Lao? Only Yao Lao can persuade the young master, why not ask him to come forward?"
"Speaking of which, it seems like I haven't seen him for a while. How about you?"
"Same for us, we haven't seen him for a long time."
"Could it be..."
In a corner of the cave, several little maids were trembling, their faces turned pale.
Yao Lao can be said to be the last trace of humanity in young master Yang Xuanzhi.
If Yao Lao hadn't suppressed him, God knows what kind of monster Yang Xuanzhi would have become.
If something happens to Yao Lao, their future will definitely be extremely miserable...
Boom!
At this moment, there was a roar outside the cave, and the entire mountain began to tremble and collapse.
"Be bold!"
King Wu's furious voice spread outside, but was quickly drowned out.
"My lord?"
"Greetings to the Lord..."
"Greetings..." As everyone knelt down and kowtowed, Liu Yan, dressed in black clothes, appeared in the cave.
Wherever he passed, no matter whether it was King Wu or Yuan Dan, everyone knelt down and saluted, and bowed to the ground.
"Greetings to the Lord!"
Several little maids were trembling, thinking that their whispers just now would be heard by the Lord.
But Liu Yan ignored anyone and went directly to where Yang Xuanzhi was.
Someone had already informed Yang Xuanzhi, who was in retreat, about Liu Yan's arrival.
"Greetings to the Lord."
Even though he was only one step away from the Half-Step Martial Emperor, Yang Xuanzhi still knelt at Liu Yan's feet like everyone else.
But there wasn't much fear in his expression.
It was as if his use of imperial soldiers to kill Han Yang was just a trivial matter.
Liu Yan just looked at Yang Xuanzhi indifferently, without any intention of being angry and demanding accountability.
"You, send someone to inform the Royal Horse Supervisor and send Chen Qiaoqian to Han Yang."
Liu Yan gave instructions without any beginning or end.
Yang Xuanzhi raised his head, finally showing a trace of shock in his eyes, and looked at Liu Yan with surprise.
But Liu Yan was sitting on the stone chair and had no intention of explaining at all.
"As you command!"
Yang Xuanzhi nodded and respectfully accepted the order.
Just when he was about to retreat, Liu Yan suddenly spoke again: "Han Yang's strength is comparable to that of the Half-Step Martial Emperor, and he can defeat seventh-level or even eighth-level God List fragments..."
Yang Xuanzhi's figure paused, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Then, he bowed his head respectfully and resigned: "I understand."
