"As an ancestor, to occupy the body of a descendant—don't you feel ashamed?"
Xu Xiwang sneered.
"ashamed?"
Han Yijian shook his head. "In the cultivation world, the law of the jungle is an immutable law. Everyone looks out for themselves. If you have enough strength, why should you care about the lives of your descendants?"
As he spoke, his gaze swept over the man in white robes. "I am the embodiment of Heaven's Way, and naturally I must fight against Heaven and contend with humanity. This is the destiny of cultivators, so how could I feel ashamed?"
"Hahaha!"
Xu Xiwang threw his head back and laughed, his voice hoarse, "I admire your honesty, but I didn't come to you today to discuss life philosophies or morals. I came to tell you, get out of his body!"
"oh?"
Upon hearing this, Han Yijian narrowed his eyes. "Where exactly does your confidence come from?"
"Because I am stronger than you."
Xu Xiwang's tone was icy cold, and his eyes gleamed with a terrifying light.
"oh?"
Han Yijian laughed upon hearing this.
The happier he laughed, the colder the surrounding temperature seemed to grow. "Looks like you really do think you're invincible."
"No, I'm not invincible, I'm just stronger than you."
Xu Xiwang smiled faintly.
"Let's give it a try!"
Han Yijian snorted coldly and raised his hand to strike Xu Xiwang with a palm.
Rumble!
In an instant, the entire Han family compound was enveloped in golden light.
Han Yijian unleashed a palm strike, and in the void, it seemed as if a thousand troops were galloping past, emitting muffled sounds and carrying a world-destroying pressure.
His palm strike contained a powerful killing intent.
That power seemed capable of tearing everything apart.
This is the Han family's signature technique, the Golden Sun Palm!
The two collided, producing a deafening explosion.
A ripple spread outwards, instantly evaporating the air and sending withered branches and leaves flying everywhere.
Both figures were simultaneously flung away.
Han Yijian steadied himself, a look of surprise on his face.
Unexpectedly, this white-robed man was also incredibly powerful.
The two fought fiercely, each attack carrying immense power, creating hurricanes that rippled through the surrounding space, and a series of ear-piercing friction sounds echoed through the sky.
The battle was as fierce as a storm.
The two were moving faster than anyone could imagine. In the blink of an eye, they collided hundreds of times. Each exchange produced a deafening roar, like a dam bursting.
The battle was so fierce that it stunned everyone in the Han family.
When a Saint Realm expert unleashed a palm strike, the void trembled, and the sun, moon, and stars reversed their course!
Such terrifying strength is extremely rare in the entire martial arts world!
However, right now, countless powerful members of the Han family are engaged in a chaotic battle, and if one is caught in the crossfire, one could lose their life.
"Go and save them!"
Xu Xiwang transmitted his voice to Tuoba Yan Yan.
Tuoba Yan Yan nodded, pushed off with her feet, and transformed into a streak of light, disappearing from sight.
"Don't even think about it!"
When Han Ling'er saw that Tuoba Yan Yan wanted to rescue the main figures of the Han family who were trapped, her expression suddenly darkened. She struck out with her palm, and a dazzling pillar of light pierced through the air, blocking Tuoba Yan Yan's path.
Tuoba Yan Yan's eyes turned cold. She clenched her fist, and the Nine Netherworld Fire Fan appeared out of thin air. She waved the fan, and a fire dragon roared out, colliding with the dazzling pillar of light.
Bang!
The pillar of light shattered, and the blazing fire dragon dissipated as well.
At this moment, Han Ling'er had already arrived in front of Tuoba Yan Yan.
A silver sword aura ripped through the night sky, like a falling meteor, carrying an aura of world destruction, and slashed down towards Tuoba Yan Yan.
Prepare to die!
Han Ling'er's voice was extremely cold, filled with intense killing intent.
Tuoba Yan Yan's gaze darkened slightly, and suddenly, the Nine Netherworld Fire blazed up in her palm. She held the Nine Netherworld Fire Fan and waved it gently.
"The Tragedy of the Nine Netherworlds!"
The roar resounded.
A sinister, eerie, and chilling power suddenly filled the room, causing everyone to shiver involuntarily.
Ah~~
My neck hurts so much!
My eyes hurt so much!
"Quickly cover your ears!"
"......"
The group immediately panicked.
Many people were horrified.
The Sorrow of the Nine Netherworlds is the essence of the Netherworld Fire.
Once used, it can cause temporary blindness of a person's five senses, or even cause the head to explode on the spot, resulting in a fatal injury!
This power is terrifying!
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