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Han Tian saw the Vermilion Bird Pavilion disciples being intercepted outside the Four Continents Sect and knew it was all thanks to Han Jiang; his disciple had succeeded. He then quickly broke through the encirclement, passing through the barrier without hindrance, and entered the Four Continents Sect.

A person lay on the training field, eyes half-closed, but not unconscious. When Han Tian approached, their eyes followed him.

"Master..."

One must not fall asleep during the Cold Descent; if one's consciousness becomes scattered, one will lose control of the Sect Master's command.

Xiao Mo was on his way back and could see the barrier above the Four Continents Sect dissipating. The closer Xiao Mo got, the stronger his control became, while Han Jiang's control was already very weak. If he returned any faster, the people from the Vermilion Bird Pavilion outside the barrier could break in instantly and kill Han Jiang.

The sect leader's token passed from Han Jiang's hands to Han Tian's. The barrier flashed briefly, disappeared, and then immediately reappeared, even more clearly than before.

There was a commotion outside; someone went to inform Xiao Mohan that he had returned.

Han Tian had no way to regain control of the spiritual energy of the Four Continents Sect disciples; he could only try to kill Xiao Mo.

Even if Xiao Mo is a person sent by the imperial court, it will lead to conflict between the imperial court and the Four States Sect.

“Disciples of the Vermilion Bird Pavilion are not allowed to enter, but disciples of our Four Continents Sect are allowed to enter.” Han Tian said while bandaging Han Jiang’s wounds. “The eldest disciple of the Four Continents Sect is still left outside the Demon Realm. Xiao Mo will definitely send back a few elders to come in and snatch the token.”

Han Jiang ate something and regained some strength: "Can't we destroy the token?"

"Destroying the token will get you struck by lightning," Han Tian said seriously.

Han Jiang: "Huh?" What kind of bizarre punishment mechanism is this?

"The Sect Master's Token is different from ordinary magical artifacts. If it is damaged, it will destabilize the mountain-guarding formation as well, causing a clash of spiritual energy between heaven and earth and triggering a lightning tribulation."

"Will I die if I get struck by lightning?" Han Jiang remembered that he was struck by lightning when he first came to this world.

Han Tian: "Apart from you, my disciple, I have never seen anyone who has been struck by lightning and emerged unscathed."

"Could it be related to the dissipation of spiritual energy?" Han Jiang asked. "In a sense, heavenly lightning is also a manifestation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so when it strikes me, it will be dissipated by my body just like other spiritual energy attacks?"

Han Tian nodded: "Possibly. But I won't let you take the risk. The lightning tribulation caused by damaging the token might be different from naturally falling lightning."

I didn't sleep last night, but I hope I can get a good night's sleep tonight.

Since transmigrating into the book, Han Jiang has completely said goodbye to a regular sleep schedule. Whenever there's an important plot point, there's no way she can sleep. Forget about staying up all night; she always pulls all-nighters, and sometimes she doesn't sleep for several days in a row.

Thankfully, this is a world in a book. If it were real life, Han Jiang would need to go to the hospital to get his heart checked.

Xiao Mo arrived the next morning. Han Jiang slept until noon, and when she woke up, Han Tian told her that Xiao Mo was with Chi Cheng at the foot of the Four Continents Sect Mountain.

I haven't seen any other elders yet, only Akagi.

With the Sect Master's Decree combined with Xiao Mo's control over spiritual power, Chi Cheng will unleash even greater power than before when under control.

But he still couldn't beat Han Tian.

Xiao Mo must be thinking of a solution. He can't use Chi Cheng's life as a threat. They are currently at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by onlookers. If word gets out that he killed the elder of the Four States Sect, the people will surely rise up and condemn him.

Han Tian's spiritual power far surpassed Xiao Mo's, so even though Xiao Mo was at the foot of the Four Continents Sect Mountain, he couldn't regain control of the mountain-guarding formation.

Such an important item has no usage restrictions whatsoever.

No wonder Han Tian was stripped of his status as a candidate for sect leader after losing his token, which angered the old sect leader so much that he went on a pilgrimage after resigning.

However, despite his anger, the old sect leader still made a new token.

"Dragging this out won't do him any good. That one from the Demon Realm might emerge from seclusion any day now," Han Jiang said, counting down the days. The Heavy Snow Festival had only just begun and would last throughout March.

Cang Jingye said that person would emerge from seclusion during the Heavy Snow Festival, perhaps on the first day, perhaps on the last day, but definitely. It's just that in the past, that person always emerged right at the beginning of the Heavy Snow Festival.

The master and disciple stood guard at the entrance of the Four Continents Sect, staring at each other in disbelief at the Vermilion Bird Pavilion outside the barrier.

Han Jiang conspicuously took out Cang Jingqi's folding fan and pretended to fan herself. She had never understood why Cang Jingqi always fanned himself, but now she did, and felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his affected manner.

Han Tian glanced at the fan in Han Jiang's hand: "It seems I don't need to teach you, I've already taken care of it."

Han Jiang instantly understood Han Tian's implication: she was already with Cang Jingqi.

"It's not even close to being done yet, Master." Han Jiang was a little embarrassed. Before Wen Xu was resurrected and the system left, Han Jiang didn't dare to make any promises.

"I've already given you the fan, and you haven't even made a move yet?"

Han Jiang said, "Aren't there many of these fans?" Cang Jingqi had mentioned this when they were in Xuanzhou.

“There are many imitations of this folding fan,” Han Tian said. “He treasures it terribly, afraid of damaging it. He always carries the imitation with him when he goes out. Occasionally, he will take out the fan to pose for a certain occasion.”

Han Jiang carefully examined the fan. She had no recollection of the fan that Cang Jingqi had taken out before; it had been blown to pieces in Xuanzhou.

“He gave me this very weapon when we were in Jingzhou,” Han Jiang said.

Han Tian raised an eyebrow and smiled helplessly, "I don't object. I hope Aqi can be happy, and I also hope Xiaoman can be happy."

Xiao Mo stood opposite him and shouted, "Aren't you two having a bit too much fun chatting?"

Han Jiang pretended not to hear and didn't even glance at Xiao Mo.

"Hey!" Xiao Mo said, "You don't know, His Highness is about to die."

Han Tian pressed down on Han Jiang's hand, which was about to rise, and said softly, "Aqi won't die, trust me."

Take a deep breath and calm down. Don't fall for Xiao Mo's tricks.

"Everyone's here," Xiao Mo said.

It turned out he was waiting for the other elders to return.

Moreover, a considerable number of disciples from the Four Continents Sect are approaching this place.

Has this meant they've given up on attacking the Demon Realm? Han Jiang folded his fan and looked warily at the other side.

Han Tian stood protectively in front of Han Jiang: "Xiao Man, you should go back to Han Shan first. There's a barrier I set up there, so it's safer."

Before Han Jiang could even run away, Chi Cheng and Wen Wan were the first to enter the Four Provinces Sect.

Then came more disciples.

With two against so many, how could he possibly win? Han Jiang's folding fan flew up, barely managing to steady himself.

At first, when Han Jiang saw Wen Wan coming towards her, she thought they wanted to capture her to threaten Han Tian. Gradually, when everyone surrounded Han Tian, ​​Han Jiang realized that something was wrong.

A crowd gathered on the training ground, with Han Jiang flanked by Han Tian. This was the first time she had truly felt the immense power of Han Tian.

The person the Vermilion Bird Pavilion had always wanted to win over was someone even the imperial court feared.

The sword energy forced everyone back, and no matter how many people were there, they couldn't get close to the two.

The disciples descended on their swords, and Han Tian easily broke through the thousands of sword formations with a single sword strike.

Since they were all his own disciples, Han Tian didn't use much force; he simply pushed them back.

Was Xiao Mo hoping these people would snatch the token from Han Tian's hand? Han Jiang felt something was off. The flying folding fan met Chao Yu's sword and bounced back into his hand.

Several elders were fighting hard against Han Tian.

Wait, where are Qingjuan and Shuyue? Why are only the three elders nearby? Hanjiang searched all around for the two elders.

Unfortunately, there were too many people around, obstructing the view, and it was impossible to see people's faces clearly.

Through the crowd, Han Jiang finally spotted Qing Juan and Shu Yue in the distance. The two were on the outermost edge of the training ground, seemingly uninvolved in the battle.

"Master! The spiritual energy is disordered!" Han Jiang suddenly realized.

Han Tian understood immediately and grabbed Han Jiang, trying to rush out.

A dark mass of people descended from the sky, preventing the two from leaving.

The formation beneath their feet was about to take shape. Xiao Mo didn't need to take the token from Han Tian's hand; he only needed to disrupt Han Tian's spiritual energy to prevent him from using the Sect Master's Token.

Han Jiang removed the bandages from his hands, and the moment the spiritual energy disorder was activated, he completed the handover of control of the sect leader's command with Han Tian.

Despite being blood, Han Jiang's spiritual power was still thin.

Han Jiang won't last long; Xiao Mo will soon regain control.

She carried Han Tian on her back and moved with faltering steps. The area affected by the chaotic spiritual energy was limited to the training ground. Qing Juan and Shu Yue were both outside the training ground and could not enter or intercept Han Jiang.

As the barrier was about to disappear, I wondered why the distance from here to Cold Mountain was so far.

The cold wind grew heavier with each step, and the blood on their hands soaked through the tokens, staining their blue robes.

An arrow shot into Han Jiang's calf from behind. Han Jiang cried out in pain and almost knelt down: "Can't you stop hurting the same leg every time?" Han Jiang had a bitter story to tell.

Shu Yue drew her bow from a distance, preparing to shoot her second arrow.

"Xiaoman... don't worry about me..." Hantian said.

“Master, if I leave you behind and go to Cold Mountain alone, they will shut down the chaos immediately. At that time, the Sect Master’s Order will not be in your hands immediately, and Xiao Mo will definitely control you. So we cannot be separated.” Han Jiang gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

The second arrow flew in, and Han Tian raised his hand to block it for Han Jiang, blood dripping from his forearm.

Another arrow struck Han Tian in the back.

The cold snap is almost too much to bear.

Xiao Mo regained control of the mountain-guarding formation! The disciples of the Vermilion Bird Pavilion rushed forward, but due to the chaotic spiritual energy in the training ground, they could only surround the perimeter.

Han Jiang knelt down on one knee, and the two leaned on each other.

The token in his hand was covered in blood.

We can't just die here like this; there must be another way.

"The demons stole the Four Continents Sect tokens, attempting to control the immortal sects and conquer the human realm. Elder Hantian and his disciple Hanjiang fought a desperate battle against the demons, retrieved our sect's tokens, and died gloriously. For this, the Vermilion Bird Pavilion, one of the three great immortal sects, absolutely cannot stand idly by! Everyone, follow me to punish the demons!" Xiao Mo was speaking nonsense to himself, a lie that only his own people would believe.

There's no need to shut down the chaotic spiritual energy; given their condition, they'll bleed to death soon.

"Time waits for no one," Xiao Mo said sarcastically.

Han Jiang caught a glimpse of Xiao Mo picking up the bow. He couldn't even wait that long; he was eager to take their lives. And rightly so, he needed the strength of the Four Continents Sect disciples; he couldn't let so many disciples be paralyzed on the training ground.

Once Han Jiang and Han Tian are killed, the chaos can be shut down without restraint.

Hanjiang was still struggling to move forward. There were no disciples of the Vermilion Bird Pavilion at the entrance to Hanshan Mountain, where there was Hantian's barrier.

Anyone who can climb the first stone step will survive.

Why is it so far away... The cold weather makes the view blurry.

The surroundings were quiet; everyone was waiting for that arrow.

The cold descended, and she could even hear the sound of the wind; arrows pierced the air, bringing her death.