Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

Above the Hehuan Sect.

Communication was completely cut off, and the pitch-black token lost all its power.

"A despicable and vile man!"

He Huan cursed angrily. At this moment, he had already curled up into a ball and switched to defense, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Fellow Daoist Linghu has truly misunderstood. I can accompany you to the Tai Zhen Sect for certification."

"Fellow Daoist Linghu!"

Linghu Qing was in the midst of the battle, unleashing his full power without reservation, especially his late-stage Nascent Soul stage strength.

There are no special moves.

Simply overwhelming him with spiritual power forced him into becoming a coward.

Black and white clusters of spiritual energy fell like meteorites.

He no longer cared about why he was fighting; he simply wanted to experience his current strength.

Arrogant and unrestrained.

Sorry.

This is my first time breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, I'm a little excited, please bear with me for now.

Let me finish playing first.

"Fellow Daoist Linghu, what exactly do you want? If you hit me again, I'll fight back!"

"Do you think I have no trump cards up my sleeve?"

What did he say?

Linghu Qing didn't hear clearly.

Just as Linghu Qing was about to increase the force, preparing to create an ultimate black and white spiritual energy, an artificial sun to smash people.

"Fellow Daoist Linghu, please show mercy!"

In the distance, a streak of gray light swiftly broke through the sky.

Wei Wuyai appeared out of thin air, dressed in green, and stood between the two, actively separating their opposing spiritual forces.

"Both of you are great cultivators from Tiannan."

"Why fight to the death here, needlessly wasting Tiannan's high-end combat power?"

"Listen to me."

Linghu Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and the violent black and white spiritual energy around him slowly subsided and disappeared without a trace.

Unexpectedly, his battle with Hehuan even drew the attention of Wei Wuyai, who was far away in the Nine Kingdoms Alliance.

It seems that his presence has somewhat disrupted the balance in Tiannan.

He knew Tiannan's true strength.

Ten thousand years ago.

A genius once appeared in the world, attempting to unify the entire southern region.

But ultimately...

However, they were besieged and worn down by other forces in Tiannan.

Then,

The Mulan people took advantage of Tiannan's weakness to launch a sneak attack, but the weakened Tiannan managed to block it.

Bulk Tiannan (a type of southern China)

In fact, its own strength is not weak.

He can't unify them now; he'll have to wait until he reaches the Nascent Soul stage.

This move was not intended to kill Hehuan, but simply to send a warning and intimidate her.

Since someone advised me to stop, I took the opportunity to stop.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Linghu."

"Our Demonic Path is willing to cede the territory of a medium-sized country to the Heavenly Path Alliance for management."

The Old Demon of Hehuan clutched his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and then expressed his gratitude.

"The same applies to the righteous path; I believe Fellow Daoist Zhiyang will agree."

"The righteous path must extend to at least two countries!"

"this……"

"Fellow Daoist Hehuan, are you going to ask for a second country yourself?"

Wei Wuyai looked helplessly at the injured Hehuan. "You're already this badly injured, yet you still can't resist putting down the righteous path."

If you hadn't sent me a message telling me to come and save you...

I don't even want to come.

Hehuan looked unwell.

but.

Wei Wuyai turned his head and saw that Linghu Qing's clothes were wrinkle-free, and he stood with his hands behind his back, looking very natural.

Linghu Qing is truly strong!

Although he knew that Linghu Qing's strength would definitely lead Tiannan after breaking through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

But I didn't expect the difference to be so big.

In just a quarter of an hour, Hehuan was about to give up.

Although they still have some trump cards up their sleeve.

but.

It felt like the other person wasn't using any force at all!

Even if we use our trump cards, we still can't win.

We definitely can't beat them.

"What are your thoughts, Fellow Daoist Linghu?"

Wei Wuyai asked Linghu Qing.

"in addition."

"It's only a little over thirty years until the Mulan people's invasion, which happens once every hundred years."

"Please keep the news of your breakthrough to the late stage a secret for now and do not spread it around."

"We caught the Mulan people completely off guard."

As he spoke, his eyes shone brightly.

Nine Nations Alliance.

The Muran people.

The two sides are mortal enemies, and they fight every hundred years.

If he could see the Mulan people suffer, Wei Wuyai would be even happier than if he could see the Huayi Sect unify the Nine Kingdoms Alliance.

Linghu Qing's eyes flickered slightly, a thoughtful look flashing deep within his dark eyes, before he nodded faintly.

"Can."

"Very good!"

"Fellow Daoist Linghu is indeed infinitely kind. On behalf of the many cultivators and mortals of Tiannan, I thank you very much."

The two sides reached an agreement without further discussion.

Linghu Qing transformed into a streak of blue light and disappeared into the distance.

The dark clouds gradually dispersed.

Yunlu floated silently in mid-air, gazing at the completely vanished blue figure, remaining silent for a long time.

"I think I should go back and recuperate."

He murmured softly, his voice weary, his eyes filled with confusion.

The world changes too fast.

This is not his time.

This is the era of Linghu Qing.

High above, in the vast sky, the atmosphere of battle dissipated.

Only Wei Wuyai and Hehuan remained, standing facing each other.

"Do you think this person has a chance to break through to the Nascent Soul stage?"

He Huan's tone was complicated, her gaze fixed on the direction Linghu Qing had left, her eyes filled with a mixture of apprehension and resentment.

He is now over eight hundred years old.

"Maybe it will work, maybe it won't."

"But anyway."

"With him in charge of Tiannan, the pressure on the Mulan people in this invasion will be much less."

Wei Wuyai cast his gaze toward the distant horizon, his tone calm and objective.

The border between the Righteous Path and the Heavenly Path Alliance.

Ancient Tree Kingdom.

This place has a mild climate and abundant underground spiritual veins, making it a rare blessed land for cultivating immortality in the southern region.

But at this moment.

All righteous sects within the territory chose to withdraw.

The strange thing is...

As everyone evacuated.

The spiritual veins remained unmoved, the buildings were not destroyed, the formations were not dismantled, and not a single blade of grass or tree was damaged.

It was like giving away an entire intact country for free.

Some people were reluctant to turn back and take one last look at their homeland.

"What exactly is the purpose of this sect?"

"Stop looking."

"What else could it be? It must be that the Nascent Soul elders were defeated."

"Why!"

"The Heavenly Alliance has arrived; yet another nation is about to fall!"

The cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance entered the Ancient Tree Kingdom in an orderly fashion, setting foot on this fertile land.

Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy, their eyes brimming with excitement.

"Everyone thought that it was my wife and I who put pressure on us to take over the Ancient Tree Kingdom."

Feng Bing spoke softly, her voice cold and her tone complex, with a hint of awe hidden in her eyes.

"If it weren't to keep it from the Mulan people..."

"I'm afraid the Alliance Leader will be too excited and restless to retreat from his seclusion because of these little rascals."

Long Han slowly replied, his gaze deep and filled with devout reverence as he stared intently at the distant horizon.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

These four words carry immense weight.

Linghu Qing's current cultivation level alone is enough to crush all forces in Tiannan, and no one dares to disobey him.

"Perhaps our Heavenly Dao Alliance can truly give birth to a Nascent Soul powerhouse."

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

The same thought arose in my mind.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Notice board.

Han Li, a Foundation Establishment disciple

[Having achieved a top-tier (B-grade) rating in the sect's assessment, you are now officially listed as a potential Core Formation cultivator within the sect and will enjoy all corresponding resources.]

"Look! Martial Uncle Han has actually become a Core Formation seed?"

"I've heard that Martial Uncle Han possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots. How could someone with such inferior aptitude achieve the highest rank, the B-grade?"

Is that strange?

"Have you heard of the infamous Old Demon Han in the Demonic Path Battlefield? He's invincible among those of the same realm, a true combat genius."

"What?! It's that person who's even more demonic than the Demonic Path?! It's him?!"

"You got it right!"

"It's said he was a B-rank before, but unexpectedly he's now a B-rank in just a few days."

"With four spiritual roots, how much suffering must he have endured to get to where he is today? I will learn from him in the future."

"Huh? Isn't this the scumbag who dumped Chen Qiaoqian?"

The crowd buzzed with chatter and noise, their curiosity palpable.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of all the cultivators in the audience for cultivation soared.

The fire of striving is ignited in everyone's heart.

To enter a sect, one must have at least three spiritual roots.

Only a very small number of people possess the four spiritual roots.

Even Han Li, who possesses four spiritual roots, was able to rise against the odds, so why can't I cultivate diligently?

In the center of the massive crowd.

Han Li's posture was stiff.

He was naturally introverted and disliked crowds.

Being the center of attention made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a stiff, polite smile on his face, he returned the greetings one by one.

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The spiritual veins remained unmoved, the buildings were not destroyed, the formations were not dismantled, and not a single blade of grass or tree was damaged.

It was like giving away an entire intact country for free.

Some people were reluctant to turn back and take one last look at their homeland.

"What exactly is the purpose of this sect?"

"Stop looking."

"What else could it be? It must be that the Nascent Soul elders were defeated."

"Why!"

"The Heavenly Alliance has arrived; yet another nation is about to fall!"

The cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance entered the Ancient Tree Kingdom in an orderly fashion, setting foot on this fertile land.

Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy, their eyes brimming with excitement.

"Everyone thought that it was my wife and I who put pressure on us to take over the Ancient Tree Kingdom."

Feng Bing spoke softly, her voice cold and her tone complex, with a hint of awe hidden in her eyes.

"If it weren't to keep it from the Mulan people..."

"I'm afraid the Alliance Leader will be too excited and restless to retreat from his seclusion because of these little rascals."

Long Han slowly replied, his gaze deep and filled with devout reverence as he stared intently at the distant horizon.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

These four words carry immense weight.

Linghu Qing's current cultivation level alone is enough to crush all forces in Tiannan, and no one dares to disobey him.

"Perhaps our Heavenly Dao Alliance can truly give birth to a Nascent Soul powerhouse."

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

The same thought arose in my mind.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Notice board.

Han Li, a Foundation Establishment disciple

[Having achieved a top-tier (B-grade) rating in the sect's assessment, you are now officially listed as a potential Core Formation cultivator within the sect and will enjoy all corresponding resources.]

"Look! Martial Uncle Han has actually become a Core Formation seed?"

"I've heard that Martial Uncle Han possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots. How could someone with such inferior aptitude achieve the highest rank, the B-grade?"

Is that strange?

"Have you heard of the infamous Old Demon Han in the Demonic Path Battlefield? He's invincible among those of the same realm, a true combat genius."

"What?! It's that person who's even more demonic than the Demonic Path?! It's him?!"

"You got it right!"

"It's said he was a B-rank before, but unexpectedly he's now a B-rank in just a few days."

"With four spiritual roots, how much suffering must he have endured to get to where he is today? I will learn from him in the future."

"Huh? Isn't this the scumbag who dumped Chen Qiaoqian?"

The crowd buzzed with chatter and noise, their curiosity palpable.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of all the cultivators in the audience for cultivation soared.

The fire of striving is ignited in everyone's heart.

To enter a sect, one must have at least three spiritual roots.

Only a very small number of people possess the four spiritual roots.

Even Han Li, who possesses four spiritual roots, was able to rise against the odds, so why can't I cultivate diligently?

In the center of the massive crowd.

Han Li's posture was stiff.

He was naturally introverted and disliked crowds.

Being the center of attention made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a stiff, polite smile on his face, he returned the greetings one by one.

The spiritual veins remained unmoved, the buildings were not destroyed, the formations were not dismantled, and not a single blade of grass or tree was damaged.

It was like giving away an entire intact country for free.

Some people were reluctant to turn back and take one last look at their homeland.

"What exactly is the purpose of this sect?"

"Stop looking."

"What else could it be? It must be that the Nascent Soul elders were defeated."

"Why!"

"The Heavenly Alliance has arrived; yet another nation is about to fall!"

The cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance entered the Ancient Tree Kingdom in an orderly fashion, setting foot on this fertile land.

Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy, their eyes brimming with excitement.

"Everyone thought that it was my wife and I who put pressure on us to take over the Ancient Tree Kingdom."

Feng Bing spoke softly, her voice cold and her tone complex, with a hint of awe hidden in her eyes.

"If it weren't to keep it from the Mulan people..."

"I'm afraid the Alliance Leader will be too excited and restless to retreat from his seclusion because of these little rascals."

Long Han slowly replied, his gaze deep and filled with devout reverence as he stared intently at the distant horizon.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

These four words carry immense weight.

Linghu Qing's current cultivation level alone is enough to crush all forces in Tiannan, and no one dares to disobey him.

"Perhaps our Heavenly Dao Alliance can truly give birth to a Nascent Soul powerhouse."

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

The same thought arose in my mind.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Notice board.

Han Li, a Foundation Establishment disciple

[Having achieved a top-tier (B-grade) rating in the sect's assessment, you are now officially listed as a potential Core Formation cultivator within the sect and will enjoy all corresponding resources.]

"Look! Martial Uncle Han has actually become a Core Formation seed?"

"I've heard that Martial Uncle Han possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots. How could someone with such inferior aptitude achieve the highest rank, the B-grade?"

Is that strange?

"Have you heard of the infamous Old Demon Han in the Demonic Path Battlefield? He's invincible among those of the same realm, a true combat genius."

"What?! It's that person who's even more demonic than the Demonic Path?! It's him?!"

"You got it right!"

"It's said he was a B-rank before, but unexpectedly he's now a B-rank in just a few days."

"With four spiritual roots, how much suffering must he have endured to get to where he is today? I will learn from him in the future."

"Huh? Isn't this the scumbag who dumped Chen Qiaoqian?"

The crowd buzzed with chatter and noise, their curiosity palpable.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of all the cultivators in the audience for cultivation soared.

The fire of striving is ignited in everyone's heart.

To enter a sect, one must have at least three spiritual roots.

Only a very small number of people possess the four spiritual roots.

Even Han Li, who possesses four spiritual roots, was able to rise against the odds, so why can't I cultivate diligently?

In the center of the massive crowd.

Han Li's posture was stiff.

He was naturally introverted and disliked crowds.

Being the center of attention made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a stiff, polite smile on his face, he returned the greetings one by one.

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The spiritual veins remained unmoved, the buildings were not destroyed, the formations were not dismantled, and not a single blade of grass or tree was damaged.

It was like giving away an entire intact country for free.

Some people were reluctant to turn back and take one last look at their homeland.

"What exactly is the purpose of this sect?"

"Stop looking."

"What else could it be? It must be that the Nascent Soul elders were defeated."

"Why!"

"The Heavenly Alliance has arrived; yet another nation is about to fall!"

The cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance entered the Ancient Tree Kingdom in an orderly fashion, setting foot on this fertile land.

Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy, their eyes brimming with excitement.

"Everyone thought that it was my wife and I who put pressure on us to take over the Ancient Tree Kingdom."

Feng Bing spoke softly, her voice cold and her tone complex, with a hint of awe hidden in her eyes.

"If it weren't to keep it from the Mulan people..."

"I'm afraid the Alliance Leader will be too excited and restless to retreat from his seclusion because of these little rascals."

Long Han slowly replied, his gaze deep and filled with devout reverence as he stared intently at the distant horizon.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

These four words carry immense weight.

Linghu Qing's current cultivation level alone is enough to crush all forces in Tiannan, and no one dares to disobey him.

"Perhaps our Heavenly Dao Alliance can truly give birth to a Nascent Soul powerhouse."

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

The same thought arose in my mind.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Notice board.

Han Li, a Foundation Establishment disciple

[Having achieved a top-tier (B-grade) rating in the sect's assessment, you are now officially listed as a potential Core Formation cultivator within the sect and will enjoy all corresponding resources.]

"Look! Martial Uncle Han has actually become a Core Formation seed?"

"I've heard that Martial Uncle Han possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots. How could someone with such inferior aptitude achieve the highest rank, the B-grade?"

Is that strange?

"Have you heard of the infamous Old Demon Han in the Demonic Path Battlefield? He's invincible among those of the same realm, a true combat genius."

"What?! It's that person who's even more demonic than the Demonic Path?! It's him?!"

"You got it right!"

"It's said he was a B-rank before, but unexpectedly he's now a B-rank in just a few days."

"With four spiritual roots, how much suffering must he have endured to get to where he is today? I will learn from him in the future."

"Huh? Isn't this the scumbag who dumped Chen Qiaoqian?"

The crowd buzzed with chatter and noise, their curiosity palpable.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of all the cultivators in the audience for cultivation soared.

The fire of striving is ignited in everyone's heart.

To enter a sect, one must have at least three spiritual roots.

Only a very small number of people possess the four spiritual roots.

Even Han Li, who possesses four spiritual roots, was able to rise against the odds, so why can't I cultivate diligently?

In the center of the massive crowd.

Han Li's posture was stiff.

He was naturally introverted and disliked crowds.

Being the center of attention made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a stiff, polite smile on his face, he returned the greetings one by one.

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The spiritual veins remained unmoved, the buildings were not destroyed, the formations were not dismantled, and not a single blade of grass or tree was damaged.

It was like giving away an entire intact country for free.

Some people were reluctant to turn back and take one last look at their homeland.

"What exactly is the purpose of this sect?"

"Stop looking."

"What else could it be? It must be that the Nascent Soul elders were defeated."

"Why!"

"The Heavenly Alliance has arrived; yet another nation is about to fall!"

The cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance entered the Ancient Tree Kingdom in an orderly fashion, setting foot on this fertile land.

Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy, their eyes brimming with excitement.

"Everyone thought that it was my wife and I who put pressure on us to take over the Ancient Tree Kingdom."

Feng Bing spoke softly, her voice cold and her tone complex, with a hint of awe hidden in her eyes.

"If it weren't to keep it from the Mulan people..."

"I'm afraid the Alliance Leader will be too excited and restless to retreat from his seclusion because of these little rascals."

Long Han slowly replied, his gaze deep and filled with devout reverence as he stared intently at the distant horizon.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

These four words carry immense weight.

Linghu Qing's current cultivation level alone is enough to crush all forces in Tiannan, and no one dares to disobey him.

"Perhaps our Heavenly Dao Alliance can truly give birth to a Nascent Soul powerhouse."

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

The same thought arose in my mind.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Notice board.

Han Li, a Foundation Establishment disciple

[Having achieved a top-tier (B-grade) rating in the sect's assessment, you are now officially listed as a potential Core Formation cultivator within the sect and will enjoy all corresponding resources.]

"Look! Martial Uncle Han has actually become a Core Formation seed?"

"I've heard that Martial Uncle Han possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots. How could someone with such inferior aptitude achieve the highest rank, the B-grade?"

Is that strange?

"Have you heard of the infamous Old Demon Han in the Demonic Path Battlefield? He's invincible among those of the same realm, a true combat genius."

"What?! It's that person who's even more demonic than the Demonic Path?! It's him?!"

"You got it right!"

"It's said he was a B-rank before, but unexpectedly he's now a B-rank in just a few days."

"With four spiritual roots, how much suffering must he have endured to get to where he is today? I will learn from him in the future."

"Huh? Isn't this the scumbag who dumped Chen Qiaoqian?"

The crowd buzzed with chatter and noise, their curiosity palpable.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of all the cultivators in the audience for cultivation soared.

The fire of striving is ignited in everyone's heart.

To enter a sect, one must have at least three spiritual roots.

Only a very small number of people possess the four spiritual roots.

Even Han Li, who possesses four spiritual roots, was able to rise against the odds, so why can't I cultivate diligently?

In the center of the massive crowd.

Han Li's posture was stiff.

He was naturally introverted and disliked crowds.

Being the center of attention made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a stiff, polite smile on his face, he returned the greetings one by one.

The strange thing is...

As everyone evacuated.

The spiritual veins remained unmoved, the buildings were not destroyed, the formations were not dismantled, and not a single blade of grass or tree was damaged.

It was like giving away an entire intact country for free.

Some people were reluctant to turn back and take one last look at their homeland.

"What exactly is the purpose of this sect?"

"Stop looking."

"What else could it be? It must be that the Nascent Soul elders were defeated."

"Why!"

"The Heavenly Alliance has arrived; yet another nation is about to fall!"

The cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance entered the Ancient Tree Kingdom in an orderly fashion, setting foot on this fertile land.

Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy, their eyes brimming with excitement.

"Everyone thought that it was my wife and I who put pressure on us to take over the Ancient Tree Kingdom."

Feng Bing spoke softly, her voice cold and her tone complex, with a hint of awe hidden in her eyes.

"If it weren't to keep it from the Mulan people..."

"I'm afraid the Alliance Leader will be too excited and restless to retreat from his seclusion because of these little rascals."

Long Han slowly replied, his gaze deep and filled with devout reverence as he stared intently at the distant horizon.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

These four words carry immense weight.

Linghu Qing's current cultivation level alone is enough to crush all forces in Tiannan, and no one dares to disobey him.

"Perhaps our Heavenly Dao Alliance can truly give birth to a Nascent Soul powerhouse."

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

The same thought arose in my mind.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Notice board.

Han Li, a Foundation Establishment disciple

[Having achieved a top-tier (B-grade) rating in the sect's assessment, you are now officially listed as a potential Core Formation cultivator within the sect and will enjoy all corresponding resources.]

"Look! Martial Uncle Han has actually become a Core Formation seed?"

"I've heard that Martial Uncle Han possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots. How could someone with such inferior aptitude achieve the highest rank, the B-grade?"

Is that strange?

"Have you heard of the infamous Old Demon Han in the Demonic Path Battlefield? He's invincible among those of the same realm, a true combat genius."

"What?! It's that person who's even more demonic than the Demonic Path?! It's him?!"

"You got it right!"

"It's said he was a B-rank before, but unexpectedly he's now a B-rank in just a few days."

"With four spiritual roots, how much suffering must he have endured to get to where he is today? I will learn from him in the future."

"Huh? Isn't this the scumbag who dumped Chen Qiaoqian?"

The crowd buzzed with chatter and noise, their curiosity palpable.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of all the cultivators in the audience for cultivation soared.

The fire of striving is ignited in everyone's heart.

To enter a sect, one must have at least three spiritual roots.

Only a very small number of people possess the four spiritual roots.

Even Han Li, who possesses four spiritual roots, was able to rise against the odds, so why can't I cultivate diligently?

In the center of the massive crowd.

Han Li's posture was stiff.

He was naturally introverted and disliked crowds.

Being the center of attention made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a stiff, polite smile on his face, he returned the greetings one by one.

The spiritual veins remained unmoved, the buildings were not destroyed, the formations were not dismantled, and not a single blade of grass or tree was damaged.

It was like giving away an entire intact country for free.

Some people were reluctant to turn back and take one last look at their homeland.

"What exactly is the purpose of this sect?"

"Stop looking."

"What else could it be? It must be that the Nascent Soul elders were defeated."

"Why!"

"The Heavenly Alliance has arrived; yet another nation is about to fall!"

The cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance entered the Ancient Tree Kingdom in an orderly fashion, setting foot on this fertile land.

Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy, their eyes brimming with excitement.

"Everyone thought that it was my wife and I who put pressure on us to take over the Ancient Tree Kingdom."

Feng Bing spoke softly, her voice cold and her tone complex, with a hint of awe hidden in her eyes.

"If it weren't to keep it from the Mulan people..."

"I'm afraid the Alliance Leader will be too excited and restless to retreat from his seclusion because of these little rascals."

Long Han slowly replied, his gaze deep and filled with devout reverence as he stared intently at the distant horizon.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

These four words carry immense weight.

Linghu Qing's current cultivation level alone is enough to crush all forces in Tiannan, and no one dares to disobey him.

"Perhaps our Heavenly Dao Alliance can truly give birth to a Nascent Soul powerhouse."

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

The same thought arose in my mind.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Notice board.

Han Li, a Foundation Establishment disciple

[Having achieved a top-tier (B-grade) rating in the sect's assessment, you are now officially listed as a potential Core Formation cultivator within the sect and will enjoy all corresponding resources.]

"Look! Martial Uncle Han has actually become a Core Formation seed?"

"I've heard that Martial Uncle Han possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots. How could someone with such inferior aptitude achieve the highest rank, the B-grade?"

Is that strange?

"Have you heard of the infamous Old Demon Han in the Demonic Path Battlefield? He's invincible among those of the same realm, a true combat genius."

"What?! It's that person who's even more demonic than the Demonic Path?! It's him?!"

"You got it right!"

"It's said he was a B-rank before, but unexpectedly he's now a B-rank in just a few days."

"With four spiritual roots, how much suffering must he have endured to get to where he is today? I will learn from him in the future."

"Huh? Isn't this the scumbag who dumped Chen Qiaoqian?"

The crowd buzzed with chatter and noise, their curiosity palpable.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of all the cultivators in the audience for cultivation soared.

The fire of striving is ignited in everyone's heart.

To enter a sect, one must have at least three spiritual roots.

Only a very small number of people possess the four spiritual roots.

Even Han Li, who possesses four spiritual roots, was able to rise against the odds, so why can't I cultivate diligently?

In the center of the massive crowd.

Han Li's posture was stiff.

He was naturally introverted and disliked crowds.

Being the center of attention made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a stiff, polite smile on his face, he returned the greetings one by one.

The strange thing is...

As everyone evacuated.

The spiritual veins remained unmoved, the buildings were not destroyed, the formations were not dismantled, and not a single blade of grass or tree was damaged.

It was like giving away an entire intact country for free.

Some people were reluctant to turn back and take one last look at their homeland.

"What exactly is the purpose of this sect?"

"Stop looking."

"What else could it be? It must be that the Nascent Soul elders were defeated."

"Why!"

"The Heavenly Alliance has arrived; yet another nation is about to fall!"

The cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance entered the Ancient Tree Kingdom in an orderly fashion, setting foot on this fertile land.

Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy, their eyes brimming with excitement.

"Everyone thought that it was my wife and I who put pressure on us to take over the Ancient Tree Kingdom."

Feng Bing spoke softly, her voice cold and her tone complex, with a hint of awe hidden in her eyes.

"If it weren't to keep it from the Mulan people..."

"I'm afraid the Alliance Leader will be too excited and restless to retreat from his seclusion because of these little rascals."

Long Han slowly replied, his gaze deep and filled with devout reverence as he stared intently at the distant horizon.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

These four words carry immense weight.

Linghu Qing's current cultivation level alone is enough to crush all forces in Tiannan, and no one dares to disobey him.

"Perhaps our Heavenly Dao Alliance can truly give birth to a Nascent Soul powerhouse."

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

The same thought arose in my mind.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Notice board.

Han Li, a Foundation Establishment disciple

[Having achieved a top-tier (B-grade) rating in the sect's assessment, you are now officially listed as a potential Core Formation cultivator within the sect and will enjoy all corresponding resources.]

"Look! Martial Uncle Han has actually become a Core Formation seed?"

"I've heard that Martial Uncle Han possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots. How could someone with such inferior aptitude achieve the highest rank, the B-grade?"

Is that strange?

"Have you heard of the infamous Old Demon Han in the Demonic Path Battlefield? He's invincible among those of the same realm, a true combat genius."

"What?! It's that person who's even more demonic than the Demonic Path?! It's him?!"

"You got it right!"

"It's said he was a B-rank before, but unexpectedly he's now a B-rank in just a few days."

"With four spiritual roots, how much suffering must he have endured to get to where he is today? I will learn from him in the future."

"Huh? Isn't this the scumbag who dumped Chen Qiaoqian?"

The crowd buzzed with chatter and noise, their curiosity palpable.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of all the cultivators in the audience for cultivation soared.

The fire of striving is ignited in everyone's heart.

To enter a sect, one must have at least three spiritual roots.

Only a very small number of people possess the four spiritual roots.

Even Han Li, who possesses four spiritual roots, was able to rise against the odds, so why can't I cultivate diligently?

In the center of the massive crowd.

Han Li's posture was stiff.

He was naturally introverted and disliked crowds.

Being the center of attention made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a stiff, polite smile on his face, he returned the greetings one by one.

The spiritual veins remained unmoved, the buildings were not destroyed, the formations were not dismantled, and not a single blade of grass or tree was damaged.

It was like giving away an entire intact country for free.

Some people were reluctant to turn back and take one last look at their homeland.

"What exactly is the purpose of this sect?"

"Stop looking."

"What else could it be? It must be that the Nascent Soul elders were defeated."

"Why!"

"The Heavenly Alliance has arrived; yet another nation is about to fall!"

The cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance entered the Ancient Tree Kingdom in an orderly fashion, setting foot on this fertile land.

Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy, their eyes brimming with excitement.

"Everyone thought that it was my wife and I who put pressure on us to take over the Ancient Tree Kingdom."

Feng Bing spoke softly, her voice cold and her tone complex, with a hint of awe hidden in her eyes.

"If it weren't to keep it from the Mulan people..."

"I'm afraid the Alliance Leader will be too excited and restless to retreat from his seclusion because of these little rascals."

Long Han slowly replied, his gaze deep and filled with devout reverence as he stared intently at the distant horizon.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

These four words carry immense weight.

Linghu Qing's current cultivation level alone is enough to crush all forces in Tiannan, and no one dares to disobey him.

"Perhaps our Heavenly Dao Alliance can truly give birth to a Nascent Soul powerhouse."

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

The same thought arose in my mind.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Notice board.

Han Li, a Foundation Establishment disciple

[Having achieved a top-tier (B-grade) rating in the sect's assessment, you are now officially listed as a potential Core Formation cultivator within the sect and will enjoy all corresponding resources.]

"Look! Martial Uncle Han has actually become a Core Formation seed?"

"I've heard that Martial Uncle Han possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots. How could someone with such inferior aptitude achieve the highest rank, the B-grade?"

Is that strange?

"Have you heard of the infamous Old Demon Han in the Demonic Path Battlefield? He's invincible among those of the same realm, a true combat genius."

"What?! It's that person who's even more demonic than the Demonic Path?! It's him?!"

"You got it right!"

"It's said he was a B-rank before, but unexpectedly he's now a B-rank in just a few days."

"With four spiritual roots, how much suffering must he have endured to get to where he is today? I will learn from him in the future."

"Huh? Isn't this the scumbag who dumped Chen Qiaoqian?"

The crowd buzzed with chatter and noise, their curiosity palpable.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of all the cultivators in the audience for cultivation soared.

The fire of striving is ignited in everyone's heart.

To enter a sect, one must have at least three spiritual roots.

Only a very small number of people possess the four spiritual roots.

Even Han Li, who possesses four spiritual roots, was able to rise against the odds, so why can't I cultivate diligently?

In the center of the massive crowd.

Han Li's posture was stiff.

He was naturally introverted and disliked crowds.

Being the center of attention made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a stiff, polite smile on his face, he returned the greetings one by one.

Good books are never stopped being updated, waiting for you to appreciate them.

The strange thing is...

As everyone evacuated.

The spiritual veins remained unmoved, the buildings were not destroyed, the formations were not dismantled, and not a single blade of grass or tree was damaged.

It was like giving away an entire intact country for free.

Some people were reluctant to turn back and take one last look at their homeland.

"What exactly is the purpose of this sect?"

"Stop looking."

"What else could it be? It must be that the Nascent Soul elders were defeated."

"Why!"

"The Heavenly Alliance has arrived; yet another nation is about to fall!"

The cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance entered the Ancient Tree Kingdom in an orderly fashion, setting foot on this fertile land.

Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy, their eyes brimming with excitement.

"Everyone thought that it was my wife and I who put pressure on us to take over the Ancient Tree Kingdom."

Feng Bing spoke softly, her voice cold and her tone complex, with a hint of awe hidden in her eyes.

"If it weren't to keep it from the Mulan people..."

"I'm afraid the Alliance Leader will be too excited and restless to retreat from his seclusion because of these little rascals."

Long Han slowly replied, his gaze deep and filled with devout reverence as he stared intently at the distant horizon.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

These four words carry immense weight.

Linghu Qing's current cultivation level alone is enough to crush all forces in Tiannan, and no one dares to disobey him.

"Perhaps our Heavenly Dao Alliance can truly give birth to a Nascent Soul powerhouse."

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

The same thought arose in my mind.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Notice board.

Han Li, a Foundation Establishment disciple

[Having achieved a top-tier (B-grade) rating in the sect's assessment, you are now officially listed as a potential Core Formation cultivator within the sect and will enjoy all corresponding resources.]

"Look! Martial Uncle Han has actually become a Core Formation seed?"

"I've heard that Martial Uncle Han possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots. How could someone with such inferior aptitude achieve the highest rank, the B-grade?"

Is that strange?

"Have you heard of the infamous Old Demon Han in the Demonic Path Battlefield? He's invincible among those of the same realm, a true combat genius."

"What?! It's that person who's even more demonic than the Demonic Path?! It's him?!"

"You got it right!"

"It's said he was a B-rank before, but unexpectedly he's now a B-rank in just a few days."

"With four spiritual roots, how much suffering must he have endured to get to where he is today? I will learn from him in the future."

"Huh? Isn't this the scumbag who dumped Chen Qiaoqian?"

The crowd buzzed with chatter and noise, their curiosity palpable.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of all the cultivators in the audience for cultivation soared.

The fire of striving is ignited in everyone's heart.

To enter a sect, one must have at least three spiritual roots.

Only a very small number of people possess the four spiritual roots.

Even Han Li, who possesses four spiritual roots, was able to rise against the odds, so why can't I cultivate diligently?

In the center of the massive crowd.

Han Li's posture was stiff.

He was naturally introverted and disliked crowds.

Being the center of attention made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a stiff, polite smile on his face, he returned the greetings one by one.

But at this moment.

All righteous sects within the territory chose to withdraw.

The strange thing is...

As everyone evacuated.

The spiritual veins remained unmoved, the buildings were not destroyed, the formations were not dismantled, and not a single blade of grass or tree was damaged.

It was like giving away an entire intact country for free.

Some people were reluctant to turn back and take one last look at their homeland.

"What exactly is the purpose of this sect?"

"Stop looking."

"What else could it be? It must be that the Nascent Soul elders were defeated."

"Why!"

"The Heavenly Alliance has arrived; yet another nation is about to fall!"

The cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance entered the Ancient Tree Kingdom in an orderly fashion, setting foot on this fertile land.

Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy, their eyes brimming with excitement.

"Everyone thought that it was my wife and I who put pressure on us to take over the Ancient Tree Kingdom."

Feng Bing spoke softly, her voice cold and her tone complex, with a hint of awe hidden in her eyes.

"If it weren't to keep it from the Mulan people..."

"I'm afraid the Alliance Leader will be too excited and restless to retreat from his seclusion because of these little rascals."

Long Han slowly replied, his gaze deep and filled with devout reverence as he stared intently at the distant horizon.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

These four words carry immense weight.

Linghu Qing's current cultivation level alone is enough to crush all forces in Tiannan, and no one dares to disobey him.

"Perhaps our Heavenly Dao Alliance can truly give birth to a Nascent Soul powerhouse."

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

The same thought arose in my mind.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Notice board.

Han Li, a Foundation Establishment disciple

[Having achieved a top-tier (B-grade) rating in the sect's assessment, you are now officially listed as a potential Core Formation cultivator within the sect and will enjoy all corresponding resources.]

"Look! Martial Uncle Han has actually become a Core Formation seed?"

"I've heard that Martial Uncle Han possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots. How could someone with such inferior aptitude achieve the highest rank, the B-grade?"

Is that strange?

"Have you heard of the infamous Old Demon Han in the Demonic Path Battlefield? He's invincible among those of the same realm, a true combat genius."

"What?! It's that person who's even more demonic than the Demonic Path?! It's him?!"

"You got it right!"

"It's said he was a B-rank before, but unexpectedly he's now a B-rank in just a few days."

"With four spiritual roots, how much suffering must he have endured to get to where he is today? I will learn from him in the future."

"Huh? Isn't this the scumbag who dumped Chen Qiaoqian?"

The crowd buzzed with chatter and noise, their curiosity palpable.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of all the cultivators in the audience for cultivation soared.

The fire of striving is ignited in everyone's heart.

To enter a sect, one must have at least three spiritual roots.

Only a very small number of people possess the four spiritual roots.

Even Han Li, who possesses four spiritual roots, was able to rise against the odds, so why can't I cultivate diligently?

In the center of the massive crowd.

Han Li's posture was stiff.

He was naturally introverted and disliked crowds.

Being the center of attention made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a stiff, polite smile on his face, he returned the greetings one by one.

The strange thing is...

As everyone evacuated.

The spiritual veins remained unmoved, the buildings were not destroyed, the formations were not dismantled, and not a single blade of grass or tree was damaged.

It was like giving away an entire intact country for free.

Some people were reluctant to turn back and take one last look at their homeland.

"What exactly is the purpose of this sect?"

"Stop looking."

"What else could it be? It must be that the Nascent Soul elders were defeated."

"Why!"

"The Heavenly Alliance has arrived; yet another nation is about to fall!"

The cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance entered the Ancient Tree Kingdom in an orderly fashion, setting foot on this fertile land.

Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy, their eyes brimming with excitement.

"Everyone thought that it was my wife and I who put pressure on us to take over the Ancient Tree Kingdom."

Feng Bing spoke softly, her voice cold and her tone complex, with a hint of awe hidden in her eyes.

"If it weren't to keep it from the Mulan people..."

"I'm afraid the Alliance Leader will be too excited and restless to retreat from his seclusion because of these little rascals."

Long Han slowly replied, his gaze deep and filled with devout reverence as he stared intently at the distant horizon.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

These four words carry immense weight.

Linghu Qing's current cultivation level alone is enough to crush all forces in Tiannan, and no one dares to disobey him.

"Perhaps our Heavenly Dao Alliance can truly give birth to a Nascent Soul powerhouse."

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

The same thought arose in my mind.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Notice board.

Han Li, a Foundation Establishment disciple

[Having achieved a top-tier (B-grade) rating in the sect's assessment, you are now officially listed as a potential Core Formation cultivator within the sect and will enjoy all corresponding resources.]

"Look! Martial Uncle Han has actually become a Core Formation seed?"

"I've heard that Martial Uncle Han possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots. How could someone with such inferior aptitude achieve the highest rank, the B-grade?"

Is that strange?

"Have you heard of the infamous Old Demon Han in the Demonic Path Battlefield? He's invincible among those of the same realm, a true combat genius."

"What?! It's that person who's even more demonic than the Demonic Path?! It's him?!"

"You got it right!"

"It's said he was a B-rank before, but unexpectedly he's now a B-rank in just a few days."

"With four spiritual roots, how much suffering must he have endured to get to where he is today? I will learn from him in the future."

"Huh? Isn't this the scumbag who dumped Chen Qiaoqian?"

The crowd buzzed with chatter and noise, their curiosity palpable.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of all the cultivators in the audience for cultivation soared.

The fire of striving is ignited in everyone's heart.

To enter a sect, one must have at least three spiritual roots.

Only a very small number of people possess the four spiritual roots.

Even Han Li, who possesses four spiritual roots, was able to rise against the odds, so why can't I cultivate diligently?

In the center of the massive crowd.

Han Li's posture was stiff.

He was naturally introverted and disliked crowds.

Being the center of attention made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a stiff, polite smile on his face, he returned the greetings one by one.