Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Chapter 1321 The World-Destroying Silver Sun

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, please?" Yun Fengzhu said politely.

The first person to enter might encounter danger, but they might also find a good treasure. If Jiang Han is cautious and doesn't go in, then he won't be so polite.

Jiang Han nodded, then summoned his flying sword to circle around him, and strode toward the portal.

This portal has the effect of isolating divine thoughts, making it impossible to see what's inside. Therefore, it makes almost no difference whether you enter first or last; you're just groping your way in the dark.

In other words, those who enter first can gain an advantage, avoiding being ambushed by others and setting traps to ambush others.

Therefore, he, a strongman who dislikes taking the initiative, is the most suitable person to be the first to go in.

Jiang Han paused for a moment by the portal, and after confirming that he could not sense any danger, he summoned his Wind Spirit Wings and stepped inside. The light inside the portal fluctuated before quickly calming down.

After he went inside, a glint of light flashed in the spirit's eyes, and it couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

"No wonder he's so strong, it turns out he's already inherited the legacy of an Immortal Emperor..."

He seemed to be talking to himself, his voice not loud, but it reached the ears of Gu Chenyin who had stepped forward.

Gu Chenyin glanced at him without saying a word, took a light breath, and then stepped inside.

As soon as he left, Yun Fengzhu followed, followed by Meng Qinghong and Zheng Hanyun, and finally Qianji Pavilion and Shengzong entered one after another.

Although no one had made prior arrangements, everyone seemed to have agreed beforehand to enter the inheritance site in a relatively safe order.

"..."

As everyone disappeared one by one, the square fell silent again, leaving only the black-armored spirit guarding the gate, just as it had been steadfastly guarding it for countless years, and now only he remained.

But unlike before, this time he discovered a genius who had a great chance of inheriting the legacy and helping him achieve liberation.

Although he had many vague images of geniuses in his memory, they were completely different from this genius named Jiang Han.

Those geniuses were all renowned figures in the Immortal Realm, but compared to Jiang Han, they always seemed somewhat overshadowed.

It wasn't a difference in talent or comprehension, but rather a kind of inexplicable feeling.

In other words, this should be called, well...

The spirit raised its hand and tapped its somewhat stiff head, racking its brains for a long time before finally coming up with the word.

Sixth sense!

Yes, his sixth sense is always very accurate.

If he wasn't mistaken, this kid must be the chance he'd been waiting for all these years to escape.

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As the fine snow fell, the green vegetation along the lake was tinged with a layer of shimmering white, radiating a faint, ethereal glow.

Surrounded by flying swords, Jiang Han stood in the lakeside pavilion, gazing at the emerald green lake before him, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He appeared inside the waterside pavilion as soon as he stepped through the gate, and stood there quietly for a long time without encountering anyone else.

Clearly, this portal is used for random teleportation, so you're unlikely to encounter anyone else.

That's good, he no longer needs to be on guard against other people's secret actions, and he can be more free.

Although he was safe with Senior Brother Meng protecting him, he always felt a little uncomfortable.

With his current strength, even if he were to encounter those disciples who had just completed the Tribulation Transcending Realm alone, he would not be able to defeat them, but he would still have the ability to protect himself.

If that's the case, he actually prefers this feeling of being unrestrained.

Coming to his senses, Jiang Han looked at the lake again, wanting to get closer, but after thinking for a moment, he gave up the adventurous thought.

After all, it is the inheritance of a Celestial Emperor, so it's best to be careful.

The lake water blocked divine senses, making it impossible for anyone to investigate. There was clearly something strange about it. He had only just entered, so there was no need to risk going out to investigate immediately.

Now that he has the time, he might as well study the jade plate first. If he can really comprehend the Dao techniques within it, it will increase his strength even more.

As his cultivation level increased, ordinary spells were still useful against other cultivators, but they became insufficient when facing direct disciples like Yun Fengzhu who had undergone tribulation.

The only methods he can currently use to fight against his direct disciples are the Wind Spirit Wings and the Moon Collapse Technique. As for the sword techniques and Demon-Slaying Sword Formation in his hand, their power is somewhat insufficient.

Don't be fooled by his previous victory over the spirit with a single move, the Moon Collapse technique is too taxing on his primordial spirit and can only be used as a decisive killing move. If someone were to strike suddenly before he had recovered, he would be at a great disadvantage.

Although with his current status and strength, few people should dare to harbor any improper thoughts towards him, it is still far from enough.

Only when he becomes stronger, and even stronger, to the point that no one dares to harbor hostility towards him, can stability be ensured.

To achieve this, the first thing he needs to do is to possess enough power to suppress his seven disciples.

Thinking of this, Jiang Han raised his right hand, and a palm-sized silver-white jade plate floated in his palm.

According to the sword spirit's investigation, this item was indeed left behind by the Immortal Emperor, but with his current strength, it would be quite difficult for him to comprehend its inner Dao techniques.

It wasn't that he lacked comprehension, but rather that his cultivation level was too low to withstand the impact of the inherited power. He could only use his primordial spirit to glimpse a trace of its inner meaning. As long as he could comprehend some of the true essence of the Dao, that would be enough for his current use.

Having made his decision, a faint purple light appeared between Jiang Han's brows, and he released a very subtle divine thought, slowly making contact with the jade plate.

There was no earth-shattering event as he had imagined. The moment he made contact, the scene before him quietly changed. The lake, green plants, and waterside pavilions vanished, and the surroundings turned into a vast and boundless desert.

The sandstorm raged, but he saw only one thing.

A huge, silvery-white sun hangs high in the sky, emitting a dim glow.

This silver sun was quite strange; it had no scorching heat, nor any dazzling light. It was like a sun about to fall, showing no sign of life.

Jiang Han looked at the sun, and the sun seemed to be looking back at him.

Time passed, and everything around seemed to stand still.

Finally, at a certain moment, the sun trembled and then slowly fell from the sky.

It's not fast, or rather, it's very slow. At that speed, it will probably take many days before it actually hits the ground.

But just as it began to fall, a world-destroying aura suddenly descended upon the world.

The sandstorm that swept across the land was suddenly suppressed and dissipated, the earth trembled violently, and a cracking sound of unbearable pressure echoed in the void.

As the sun continued to descend, the pressure between heaven and earth increased until space collapsed, the sky shattered, and the earth crumbled.

The entire world collapsed and shattered in the blink of an eye, swallowed by the pitch-black void.

The sun in the sky had only fallen a few feet by this point.