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Chapter 117 True Qi Relic (Thirteenth update, please subscribe!)

"Celestial Pure Fire, True Qi Relic!"

Yang An stood in the void with a joyful expression, exuding a terrifying aura. He clenched his fist, and the void became as fragile as paper, layer upon layer, until it finally collapsed completely!
Freedom, power, and unrestrained!
This is Yang An's entire feeling: the joy of life and the sense of transformation of his soul.

Five fatal incidents—that's a huge change!
Just like the explosive power of the fifth level of Qigong, the true Qi is released outward, and the Hundred Steps Divine Fist is incomparably powerful!

At this level, Yang An even dared to compete with the cultivators of the Sendai realm. The ordinary nine-times-of-death-capture corresponding to the seventh, eighth, and ninth transformations of the Dragon Transformation could not last a day in his hands. He had truly reached the peak!

Yang An certainly had that confidence.

"True Qi Relics are like Golden Cores from the cultivation world. Their golden nature makes them immortal, and I have a full three hundred and sixty-five of them inside my body!"

This is absolutely incredible; it defies all expectations.

Some people cultivate three thousand golden pills, claiming they can slay immortals. Yang An only has three hundred and sixty-five true qi relics, but that's barely enough.

He also mastered the White Emperor Golden Emperor Slash, wielded the True Dragon Killing Aura, awakened the Heavenly Pure Fire and the Great Thousand Glazed Glass, and purified the world. That was a nearly invincible technique!

"It's time to go back!" Yang An's eyes flashed with a cold light. "Ji family, Yao Guang, I hope you can give me some surprises."

His sudden appearance startled everyone; his speed was astonishing. Yan Ruyu and the others couldn't keep up and were still waiting in their rooms, looking somewhat anxious. They only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yang An return.

"Your strength has increased again!" The Holy Prince's eyes were like torches, his discerning eyes seeming to have seen through some of Yang An's situation.

Although it was only a breakthrough from the third to the fourth level of the Dao Palace realm, a small realm breakthrough, it was as if he had crossed a major realm. He was filled with an inexplicably powerful aura, and his body was like that of an immortal god. Standing there, he seemed to be able to crush the void.

"Roar!"

A long roar from an ancient colossus resounded, shattering the Holy Prince's divine sense. The roar was domineering and tyrannical; though the prince was unharmed, it still moved him. "Impressive!"

Yang An's strength had reached its peak, and even top experts such as the Peacock King, the Crow Taoist, and the Crimson Dragon Taoist dared not underestimate him.

In reality, the Holy Prince is also a powerful immortal of the second level. His combat strength is formidable, mostly reaching the eighth level of the forbidden realm, and he can even fight against a king who has severed the Dao.

The Immortal 3 Dao Severing is very special, involving future Dao attainment. Ancient emperors of all ages sealed their offspring to future generations, most of whom were still at the Immortal 2 level. To break through in this era, they need to be in harmony with the Dao of this world.

"When will we have a friendly spar?"

Yang An smiled faintly, standing with his hands behind his back, "Anytime is fine!"

The Holy Prince's eyes gleamed with divine light, piercing through the heavens and the earth, yet he held back, saying, "I don't want to take advantage of you. Let's wait until you break through a few more realms."

"Even if you only cultivate one secret realm, you must at least reach the level of a Great Power!"

The Dao Palace has four levels, almost like a celestial platform!
Spanning three secret realms and fourteen minor realms, even the divine restrictions are too exaggerated. Almost everyone assumes that Yang An is someone who cultivates only one secret realm, and after reaching the Sea of ​​Wheels, he diligently cultivates the Dao Palace!
However, this is only the Great Five Elements Technique, and the combat power that comes naturally with the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force.

Having cultivated a single secret realm, Yang An didn't even know what level he had reached. Becoming a saint wouldn't be difficult for him.

"Tu Tian, ​​the seventh greatest bandit of the Northern Region, has come to pay a visit to the Heavenly Ruler. Please grant me an audience!" A voice came from outside. Tu Tian arrived with several young men, including the fourth greatest bandit, Azure Dragon King, and the ninth greatest bandit, Jiang Yi!
The three great bandits are all powerful beings in the second stage of the Immortal Realm!

"please!"

Yang An raised his voice, and three bandits entered the main hall. Several young men peeked out, and seeing the heavy atmosphere in the hall, they trembled slightly. "We, the Thirteen Great Bandits, won't say much. We want to form an alliance with Heaven and explore the Imperial Palace together. Those holy land families are making things difficult for you, and we are willing to lend a hand. What do you say?" Tu Tian's gaze swept across the hall, somewhat shaken.

An ancient royal being, fighting against the Holy Ape alongside the Holy Emperor Clan, possessed an aura that rivaled that of a Dao-slaying being, and was incredibly young.

Crow Taoist, Crimson Dragon Taoist, Peacock King, White Elephant King, and Cold Pine King—these are five powerful beings. The first two are even ancient relics, beings who have one foot in the Dao-severing realm.

Now, the most regrettable shortcoming has been addressed. The two obtained the Dragon Loach, the Human Essence Fruit, and the Ancient Medicine King, which successfully extended their lives, allowing them to live for hundreds or even thousands of years longer.

Such a force commands respect; the Holy City of Paradise is about to become a sacred place, dominating beyond Purple Mountain, and is poised to compete for supremacy in the Northern Region.

The person in power is just a young man who looks only eighteen or nineteen years old.

"I'll cooperate with the three of you, but as for the rest of the bandits, forget it." Yang An waved his hand, his expression calm. Some of these bandits were even more despicable than the noble families of the Holy Land. What right did they have to talk about cooperation with the successors of the gods? They were unworthy!

“That’s fine! We’ll make our move on the day of the negotiations!” Tu Tian nodded and reminded them, “There are many people in the Holy City who are eyeing you right now. I’m afraid it’s not just the Ji family and the Yao Guang Holy Land that are going to make a move.”

Money moves people's hearts!
Today, Yang An visited three sacred stone archways and obtained so many good things; who wouldn't be tempted?

There's also the peculiar array plate that the Heavenly Demon Palace consigned for auction. More and more antique collectors are going to see it, and the more they study it, the more astonished they become. It's a genuine ancient artifact of the immortal path, and they call it the Dew-Collecting Immortal Plate.

"You possess the body of the Devouring Demon Jar. The combined power of the two sides is equivalent to a semi-imperial weapon. What is there to fear?" Yang An said calmly, having already secretly sent men to capture Duan De.

Even if we miss the day of the negotiations, as long as we fully unleash the power of the Chaos Green Lotus, it will be enough to suppress two Emperor Weapons, or even more!

Strictly speaking, the Chaos Green Lotus is half a level higher and is called a Heavenly Emperor Weapon. It is not without the qualifications of a semi-immortal artifact. When fully restored, it can crush other imperial weapons.

Tu Tian nodded, chatted for a few minutes to build rapport, and then left.

Li Heishui, Tu Fei, Jiang Huai Ren, and others were left behind, smiling sheepishly as they bent over and rubbed their hands together, saying obsequiously, "Boss Yang An, is there anything you need?"

"I need a water-based divine artifact. If you can help me find it, I will reward you handsomely!" Yang An smiled faintly, quite interested in seeing if these ruthless but lucky guys from the original story could help him.

If possible, it wouldn't be a bad idea to take on these few underlings.

"We guarantee to complete the mission!" Several descendants of the bandits beamed with pride.

Time flies and three days have passed.

There was still no news from Tu Fei, Li Heishui, and Jiang Huai Ren, but Yao Yuekong came to invite Yang An, telling him that someone had secretly offered 200 million to buy the Cheng Lu Immortal Plate.

"Oh?" Yang An was also somewhat surprised, not expecting that a piece he had casually crafted would be so valuable.

"If it were auctioned the day after tomorrow, it might be worth even more. Representatives from the four great dynasties of Zhongzhou, the Western Desert, the Northern Plains, and the Southern Ridge have all come!" Yao Yuekong was excited. This immortal treasure would cause a sensation throughout the five regions.

"Then please put them up for the day after tomorrow, and auction these pieces off as well," Yang An said, flipping his hand to take out eight identical array plates.

The demon moon stared blankly.

"This is a set of array plates; when combined, their effects are multiplied." Yang An chuckled, wanting to see what price these holy land families would offer.

(End of this chapter)