Chapter 392: Appetizer of the Hundred Worlds War At the end of the crowd stood a young man with ordinary looks and somewhat dark skin. He was also excited, following the crowd and responding to Linghu's words. "I have been trained by you, so I should repay you. Please give me your instructions, Senior Brother." Han Li dared to guarantee that he was sincere. However, Linghu smiled and glanced at him specially. There's nothing special about it, so why did senior brother specifically tell anyone not to act with him? Do not understand. Next, he gave some instructions to the others, asking them to secretly protect the Jindan genius who was sent abroad, to suppress the new world, or to go to a certain world and migrate the creatures of this world to a certain continent, etc. Actually, there is nothing much to say. The task requirements are issued to individuals by Xinggong individually. It’s just a sense of ritual. Not long after, Linghu came in front of Han Li. Looking at the once inconspicuous disciple of Huangfeng Valley, he couldn't help but sigh that times have changed. Who could have imagined that a cultivator with four spiritual roots could already be a cultivator at the Divine Transformation Realm! You have to know that Han Li's bone age is not even two hundred years old.

In comparison, although Linghu relied on "loans" to advance to the Lianxu realm by chance, he is already more than a thousand years old today. The age difference between the two is as much as eight hundred years! Fortunately, at this level, eight hundred years is no different from eight years or eight months. After comforting himself, he patted Han Li on the shoulder, smiled and said kindly, "Han Li, your mission is to go to the north alone. There are more than 20 lower realms there. You are to hunt down high-level monsters such as Tianpeng and Feiyun. Their blood essence will be used as proof of the mission. You can use the other monster corpses, monster pills, spirit essences and other spoils for yourself or sell them to Wanbaolou. It’s up to you to decide.” "Yes, Han Li obeys your order." Han Li answered loudly like a passionate young man. Linghu nodded with relief, thinking that this former disciple of Huangfeng Valley was not as cold-blooded as he had guessed. Perhaps his brother was worrying unnecessarily. At the last moment, he had a thought in his mind, but his face did not show it. He transmitted his thoughts through his mind, "Inside the Hall of Justice is a sixth-level magical power called Tianze Twelve Transformations, which can refine the true blood of the demon race, transform the demon race's true body, and possess the magical powers of the demon race in disguise. You may gain more from this trip." Han Li's eyes narrowed, and he immediately withdrew his glance at Linghu, pretending to be indifferent. "Thank you for your help, Uncle Master. I will never forget it. If there is any left, I will get it for you, Senior Brother." "You are so polite." Linghu laughed in silence, but did not refuse. It was not because he needed it, but because he found that Han Li refused to be bound by favor. It seems that senior brother has a keen eye. Such a person is suitable to be a friend or disciple, but not a partner. The thought flashed through his mind, and he used the axle to open the reception platform door and said loudly, "The reception platform is ready, please set off." "I wish you a safe journey and eternal prosperity." Everyone then stepped onto the reception platform, the light came on at a high speed, and everyone disappeared one after another. . . .

Fengyun Continent. High in the sky above Iju Island, a simple-looking young man (Empress Yuan) pointed at the sky and compared it with the two below. Soon, he nodded and said softly, "That's right, the mission target is here, so let's get started." As he spoke, he pointed his sword downwards, and at that moment the long sword behind him came out of its sheath, transformed into thousands, covering the sky and shooting downwards. As the flying swords were wreaking havoc, a sharp cry and golden light came from a half-built palace building. "Immortal golden body!" Immediately, his expression changed, and a formation token fell from his sleeve into his palm. He held it tightly and looked around vigilantly. There was silence all around. After a moment, he saw the body below, put away the token, wiped the non-existent sweat, and complained, "Oh my god, I was so scared. I thought the intelligence was wrong and a master of the Heavenly Realm appeared in the Martial Arts Continent." Immediately, he looked around and saw that no one had noticed him, so he pretended to be an expert. His figure flashed and appeared above the sea outside the island, with a fleet of ships below him. "Hey, the martial arts masters from Ijuu Island have been dealt with, you guys can start now." "Ah, yes, yes." On the boat, the martial arts leader, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, bowed and nodded, then stood up and gave orders to the soldiers behind him. "Go ahead. Remember, any man who has touched the wheel will be executed. The women will be taken back to the Central Plains and distributed to the poor people." "Yes." The boat landed on the island and people carried out orders. In the evening, in the only high-end room on the ship, the honest young man received many masters from the Central Plains and presided over the testing of spiritual roots. "Oh my god, you actually have the wind spirit root!" "Dark Spiritual Roots?!" "Fire Spirit Root?" After testing his spiritual roots one by one, he felt a little numb. The martial arts masters in front of me all have excellent qualifications! This is not surprising, as it is recorded in the basic knowledge of Guanjiangkou. No matter what kind of practice, it all depends on aptitude. The names may be different, but they mean the same thing as unblocking the spiritual roots. In this case, let's complete the second task at the same time. He looked around the room, meeting pairs of inquiring eyes, and finally landed on a domineering man in his fifties, and asked, "What's your name? Do you have any power?" "My name is Xiongba, and I am the leader of the Tianxia Association. The three of you behind me are my disciples, and we are all willing to serve you, senior." "Yes, then you are one of them. Are you willing to become a peripheral force in Guanjiangkou, obtain the immortal cultivation inheritance, and live forever?" Xiong Ba suppressed his desire and said insincerely,

"I dare not. At a certain age, I know my destiny. Why not give the opportunity to my disciple?" "Oh, that's okay. Fifty is a good time to strive for immortality, so there's no need to be modest." "Well, I will be grateful." "Well, in that case, let's sign the Immortal Path Contract first." The man didn't care whether Xiongba's words were true or not. Anyway, with Xinggong there, once the Immortal Contract was signed, it could not be violated. Finally, he looked at the leaders of other forces present. "Yes, the same goes for you." Oh, it’s a tedious task, let’s do it. . . . Jiuyuan Continent. The Jiuyuan Mountains stretch for tens of millions of miles. They were originally filled with demonic energy and were always covered by dark clouds. They are the ancestral vein of the demon mountains on this continent. However, on this day, the dark clouds parted. A beam of extremely hot sunlight shone down from the sky for the first time. A thin white air current less than one meter long in the beam sank into the ground, and then the beam spread outward rapidly. Wherever it passed, the fog dissipated, and the poor mountains and bad waters turned into green mountains and clear waters. Spiritual energy suddenly emerged in the air! "stop!" Along with frightened sounds coming from deep in the mountains, two figures rushed over. A man and a woman, the man is ugly and the woman is pretty! The two of them looked at this scene with anger, as if they had seen the most disgusting thing in the world. "Transform the spirit vein! Damn it!" They looked up at the sky and saw a strong young man standing there with a long sword in his arms. He met their gazes without changing his expression, as if nothing happened. The other party's aura was clearly at the late stage of Spirit Transformation, the same level as them. Suddenly, their expressions became serious and they asked tentatively, "Daoyou, are you from the spirit world?" Luo Feng had read the basic knowledge of the Star Palace and naturally knew what the Spirit World was, so he corrected him seriously, "No, it's the human world!" "The human world? People from the lower world of the human race?" "Impossible, absolutely impossible, just a human race" "Alright, you two don't need to act anymore, let's get started, I'm afraid the formation can't be activated." When they heard Luo Feng's revelation, their faces changed. They grabbed a note in the air, and from it came a hurried reminder from their men. "Ancestor, the formation cannot be activated for some reason, please give me some instructions." Instructions? What instructions? There is no need to guess, you know that the formation has failed. It must be that the human cultivator in the late stage of the Divine Transformation in front of him used some unknown means. As the means of interfering with the formation were beyond their imagination, they did not want to break up, so they tried to negotiate. “Fellow Daoist, although my Nine Origin Realm has lost contact with the Demon Realm, my Three Demon Realm Ancestors have boundless magical powers and will be able to find it back sooner or later. Why don’t you just leave now? I reveal myself with my heart of Tao, and do not seek any responsibility from the human race!"

However, Luo Feng seemed to have heard the funniest joke and sneered, "I'll give you a chance to commit suicide." "court death!" A man and a woman turned into a beam of light and two blood-colored magic weapons shot out first. Luo Feng raised his long sword, the sword flashed like thunder, and knocked away two blood-colored magic weapons at the same time. Then, his figure flashed, and he turned into a shocking rainbow and killed them. After a hard fight, he killed two of them by fighting one against the other. He didn't look very surprised about this. In his opinion, after countless simulated battles in the Star Palace Killing Field and the Ladder Tournament, as well as various skills and magical powers that only insiders could unlock, he was a waste because it took him so long to kill two people of the same level. You know, Jiuyuan Continent said that Datian is just a lower realm of the demon world, and the late stage of transformation is the peak. The gap between his supernatural powers and magic weapons is huge. He looked at the progress of the immortal energy transforming into the spiritual vein, hesitated for a moment, then turned into a beam of light and rushed out of the spiritual vein. A cultivator in the early stage of the Spiritualization stage is worth one thousand military merits, a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage is worth one hundred military merits, and a cultivator in the Core Formation stage is worth ten points. Although the number is not large, the quantity is considerable. Time passed little by little, and when Luo Feng was tired of killing, he returned to the spirit vein to absorb spiritual energy to recover, and then went out again. This went on and on, and the manpower of the Jiuyuan Continent was gradually eliminated by him. The demonic veins quickly spread in all directions, and the demonic energy seemed to have no roots. The outcome was set. . . . The wild continent is like a tide of beasts! Countless demons transformed into their true forms, scrambling to run and fly outwards, as if there was a huge terror chasing them from behind. "Thor is coming, Thor is coming, everyone run!" "Mother Diulei, it's bad luck to meet the Thunder God." Hundreds of miles in the sky, a slightly fat middle-aged man who looked more sturdy and strong, had a Nine-Sky Thunder Cloud Flag spinning above his head. He stroked his beard, looked at the fleeing divine ants, and muttered to himself, "After killing these people, I should be able to complete the great power of thunder magic." For me, it is better to reach the extreme of thunder magic than to go all the way. Having made up his mind, he glared with his tiger eyes. With him as the center, dark clouds covered the sky for thousands of miles in radius, and a vertical thunder dragon was faintly visible in the clouds. Afterwards, countless lightning bolts with a diameter of tens of feet fell, forming an artificial thunder field. The fleeing demons had no way to dodge and fell like dumplings, breaking into pieces along the way and turning into nothingness. . . . Xuanming Realm. An old monk touched his head, looked at the long sail in front of him, and smiled innocently, “Amitabha, although the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is a magic treasure, it is really useful.” The Taoist priest next to the monk heard this and nodded silently. Suddenly he said, "Perhaps, this is called fighting fire with fire?"

"Hahaha." The atmosphere was very good. The third old Confucian scholar looked around and saw green mountains and clear waters, sacred fields and mountains. There was no trace of the eerie ghost world from before. He was quite a bit of a downer, and his tone was somewhat didactic. "Another intermediate realm has been transformed into a sacred mountain. This shows that cultivating immortals is the orthodox way. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner is good, but we shouldn't seek temporary strength." "Uh, that's a bummer." "Let's go to the next place. Victory in battle doesn't wait for anyone. You don't want to be trapped in the fusion for the rest of your life, do you?" . . . Time passed slowly, and as Li Xunhuan remotely controlled attacks from all directions behind the scenes, the human world became a mess. This is not because he is warmongering or showing off the military strength of Guanjiangkou, but it is necessary for him. Since the fusion of the worlds, the overall structure of the human world is as follows. With Guanjiangkou as the center, it can be divided into two areas, east and west. The east as a whole belongs to the spiritual world, the west mostly belongs to the demon world, and a few belong to the underworld and the evil dragon clan. Among them, the world belonging to the spiritual realm is not inhabited by humans, but various kinds of monsters, who have transformed into humans during the Nascent Soul stage. To some extent, the road for the human race to become the common ruler of the human world is long and arduous. Like in the original novel, the human race was called the largest race in the spiritual world because of Han Li, but it was just a flattery. Even in the spiritual world, the human race cannot occupy the largest territory, not to mention the thousands of lower realms under the spiritual world. If the demon world is included, the situation of the human race can only be described as being in a raging fire. Once Old Demon Han ascends to heaven, it is very likely that the human race will be beaten back to its original form in an instant, or even in a worse situation. In short, if the human race wants to gain power, rivers of blood will flow. Although this move is not in line with certain humanitarian ethics, it is in line with the ethics of the human race. Anyway, Li Xunhuan has a dream that the human race should prosper and Guanjiangkou should become a holy land for the human race, and he will naturally be the highest person in this holy land. However, this is far from enough to achieve this, and theoretically there are still two and a half orders of magnitude of challenges. (End of this chapter)