Chapter 361 Time Flies



Although the Xuanhuang Realm gave birth to tens of thousands of Daos, these Daos were extremely weak and were not enough to support cultivators who had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage or above. Therefore, even if Ye Haoran tried harder, he would not be able to break through to his cultivation level.

Unless we wait until the Xuanhuang Realm becomes stronger again.

Another five thousand years passed.

Li Shanshan passed away.

Ye Haoran has never been able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, but he is not in a hurry now. After all, his lifespan is almost infinite, so he can study the matter of cultivation slowly.

Later, he began to adjust the direction to his own sword path.

He began to study the art of swordsmanship painstakingly.

Time passed slowly like this.

In the blink of an eye, another three hundred thousand years passed.

The world is changing dramatically.

Three hundred thousand years is enough time to change many things, and the world pattern has changed countless times, but the Dagan Empire still stands in this world.

today.

Another foreign enemy is invading.

The Four Nascent Soul Stages!

The Dagan Empire occupied the most fertile land in the Xuanhuang Realm, so naturally some people were dissatisfied. So they secretly made plans to destroy the Dagan Empire.

The four Yuanying stage cultivators are not something the Dagan Empire can defeat.

Just when they reached the imperial city, a blade of light swept out and killed four people, and most of the army in the rear were also killed.

The crisis was easily resolved.

Deep in the palace.

The Emperor of the Dagan Empire saluted respectfully: "Thank you, sir!"

Ye Haoran held the knife in his hand. He didn't say anything, but just shook his head indifferently.

In the past three hundred thousand years, his temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes. The sharpness in his eyes has disappeared, and he has become extremely vicissitudes of life.

Time itself is also a knife.

In this world, three hundred thousand years is an extremely long time, and it is easy to cause people to collapse if they are not careful.

Just like when Su Chen first traveled through time, he stayed in the system space for a million years.

Over the years, Ye Haoran's sword skills have reached perfection, a level that no one else can reach. He has also visited Mingchuan Mountains and Seas, and almost traveled throughout the entire Xuanhuang Realm.

He no longer has any curiosity about this world.

Now the only thing in his mind is the desire to break through.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it.

A feeling of deathly silence permeated his body, and Ye Haoran sat on the ground motionless. Because he had taken the immortality fruit, he would never die.

This sitting lasted for fifty thousand years.

Ye Haoran's cloudy eyes suddenly became extremely clear.

No, I seem to have forgotten something.

I still have a Master!

Ye Haoran suddenly remembered the assessment given by his master countless years ago.

If he succeeds in guarding the Dagan Empire for a million years, he can become the fourth disciple of the Lingxiao Sect. From his judgment, his master is definitely a cultivator above the Nascent Soul stage.

If I can persist for a million years, then I might be able to break through again.

Breakthrough in cultivation has almost become Ye Haoran's obsession and the only desire in his heart.

He is a knife fanatic and has no interest in anything other than knives.

Suddenly having a goal, Ye Haoran's mood improved greatly, and his cloudy eyes were filled with vitality.

Cultivators start from a low realm, and their lifespan increases as they progress. There is a process in between.

Each stage has its own goals.

It is indeed very difficult for someone like Ye Haoran to endure. For a period of time before, he had thoughts of committing suicide because he felt that living like this seemed meaningless.

Ye Haoran looked down and saw that his original knife had become extremely rotten and even had many cracks.

Ye Haoran's expression suddenly changed. This knife meant something very different to him. It was like a comrade-in-arms and also like a close relative.

A deep friendship has been born between him and this knife.

No sorrow!

This is the name of the knife.

Ye Haoran could not hide the sadness in his eyes. Although this knife was a spiritual weapon, it had its own lifespan after all, and it had been nurtured by his spiritual power in the past.

But he had mental problems over the years and did not take Wushang into consideration, which led to the erosion of his spirituality.

"Why!"

"Old friend, I thought you would always be with me, but I didn't expect that even you would leave me."

Ye Haoran sighed helplessly, and he reached out and stroked it gently.

But the next moment.

A dazzling light suddenly came out from the crack in the blade.

Immediately afterwards, Wushang began to tremble violently, and a strong sword energy swept out from him.

"This is......."

Ye Haoran was stunned. He didn't understand what was going on.

The blade trembled, and then Wushang rushed into the sky. The sky was suddenly filled with thunder and dark clouds.

"What the hell is this!?"

Ye Haoran stood up suddenly, his expression extremely solemn, not understanding what had happened.

Countless lightning bolts converged towards Wushang. As the lightning arcs became more intense, the originally rotten surface began to collapse, revealing the sharp blade within.

"What kind of magical weapon is this?"

"Looking at this direction, it's the location of the imperial palace. As expected of the Dagan Empire, its foundation is truly terrifying. It actually has such a magical weapon."

"This old power is really powerful, and its background is unfathomable."

Countless people outside turned their heads to look at the sky, their eyes filled with solemnity.

Inside the palace, the current emperor and the retired emperor came to Ye Haoran at the same time. Looking at the tall figure, both of them were shocked.

Thunder roared in the sky, and after a while, Wushang's expression became restrained, and he quickly fell from the sky.

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