There was a young man in the sword light. He had a dignified appearance and was handsome. He wore a dark black leather jacket. Although his clothes were different from the other cultivators in the Realm, he had a refreshing look.
The third disciple's eyes immediately lit up. She softly said,"Eldest Senior Brother is back!"
As for the second disciple, who had crawled up from more than 100 feet away, a hint of gloominess flashed across his eyes before it was immediately replaced with joy.
Han Feng could tell from the memories of the beginner level Hongmeng Saint that the beginner level Hongmeng Saint admired his eldest disciple. Moreover, this person was more or less related to the beginner level Hongmeng Saint by blood and belonged to the same branch.
This eldest disciple could barely be considered a genius. In less than 100 years, he had already reached the Great Perfection of the Saint Realm. He was only one step away from the beginner level of the Primordial Chaos Saint.
However, according to the memories of the low-level Primordial Chaos Saint, the reason why he liked this eldest disciple was because of his appearance. The low-level Primordial Chaos Saint planned to use this person to form a marriage alliance with a late-stage low-level Primordial Chaos Saint's female disciple, thus forming an alliance.
Han Feng only glanced at it and didn't notice it. At this moment, the sword light had already arrived and landed in front of the ice tower. The eldest disciple lifted his clothes and knelt on one knee, saying loudly,"Disciple greets master. Fortunately, I didn't fail your mission and found the hiding place of the remnants of the four sects!”
Han Feng's expression remained the same, but his heart skipped a beat. The Primordial Chaos Saint's memories did have a description of this matter. The eldest disciple had gone out recently because a mortal had reacted and met a mysterious person who didn't seem to be a native of Cold Night Realm.
Therefore, the Primordial Chaos Saint sent his eldest disciple to investigate the matter.
This wasn't the first time something like this had happened in the past few years. Normally, no matter how high the cultivation of the remaining members of the four sects were, they would still be severely injured by the erosion of the strange ice and snow.
Even so, he couldn't let his guard down. Usually, when he encountered such a thing, he would report it to the Ice Temple, and the temple would naturally send someone to deal with it.
The Divine Hall was extremely passionate about this kind of thing. It was almost as if they would report it today and it would come tomorrow.
Han Feng pondered for a while. His eyes were calm as he slowly said,"Lead the way!"
The eldest disciple was startled. In the past, when he encountered such a thing, his master would never personally take the risk. However, he did not ask too much, so he quickly nodded and stood up to lead the way.
The second and third disciples looked at each other and hesitated for a moment before following. After all, their master had already gone in person. If they did not go, there might be trouble in the future.
Hence, he braced himself and followed behind Han Feng.
The four of them turned into four streaks of sword light and flew into the distance. Not long after, the eldest disciple stopped and pointed at a mountain of ice and snow in front of him."Disciple saw that person disappear here through the snow ice sculpture. There must be a hiding place under this ice mountain.”
Han Feng's Astral Body swept the area. Although his expression remained the same, his eyes narrowed.
"The three of you wait here!" Han Feng flew forward after saying that.
His divine sense detected that there was an ancient Primordial Chaos Origin World restriction array formation under the ice mountain. There were two divine sense fluctuations inside. One of them was only at the early stage of the Primordial Chaos Saint, while the other was quite strange. Sometimes, it was at the early stage of the Primordial Chaos Saint, sometimes it was at the middle stage of the Primordial Chaos Saint, and sometimes it would even emit the fluctuations of a high stage Primordial Chaos Saint.
There was only one explanation for this phenomenon, and that was that this person's soul was already on the verge of collapsing, and his cultivation was on the verge of dissipating.
Han Feng's body landed on the ice mountain. In an instant, his entire body sank into the ice mountain and he quickly approached the restriction.
Soon, he arrived at the restriction. As long as it was a restriction, Han Feng was not afraid. He glanced at it and found that the structure of the restriction was already set. He waved his right hand and shot out a ring of restriction light. Immediately, the two restrictions began to fuse.
Han Feng charged forward and calmly stepped through the restriction.
As soon as he entered, he saw a sword flash in front of him. More than ten flying swords turned into sword qi and flew over.
Han Feng's gaze was calm. His right hand seemed to be casually pointing at the void as he said,"Give birth!"
The life and death domain that was born from the Supreme Reincarnation Great Dao suddenly gathered on Han Feng's finger. This light tap contained the Great Dao Law, like a celestial pointing the way.
A cry of surprise came from the sword lights. The flying swords strangely broke free of control and formed a circle around Han Feng's fingertip.
Traces of crystalline light even appeared on the swords. Under the nourishment of this crystalline light, these flying swords seemed to be reborn and emitted spiritual energy that was several times stronger than before.
However, the divine sense on it was completely erased by the power of the Great Dao Law.
Han Feng's eyes revealed a strange light as he looked at a young man with a face full of shock. This young man was dumbstruck and couldn't speak.
Behind the young man was a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on an ice bed. His eyes were closed and his face was alternating between green and red.
Han Feng flicked his finger, and the dozen flying swords immediately stopped for a moment before falling to the ground and letting out waves of sword hums.
The young man recovered from his shock and his face was filled with grief and indignation. He clenched his fists and said sternly,"You destroyed my home and now you're chasing me here. Do you really want to kill me? If you kill us today, there will definitely be people coming to destroy your Cold Night Realm someday!”
This person's voice was filled with deep hatred!
Han Feng glanced at the young man and his gaze landed on the old man behind him.
The young man immediately moved to block Han Feng's gaze. He looked at Han Feng and was silent for a moment before kneeling on the ground. He bit his lower lip and blood flowed out. He bitterly said,"Don't kill my master, kill me! I am the young sect master of the Ink Water Sect. If you capture me and bring me back, you will definitely be able to make a contribution. As long as you let my master go, I will be willing to leave with you. Otherwise, you will only be able to obtain my corpse!”
Although Han Feng's gaze was calm, he was moved. He looked at the young man and then at the old man behind him and slowly said,"Why did you exchange yourself for your master's life?”
The young man was silent. After a long time, he bitterly said," If it wasn't for me, Master would have left a long time ago. It's all my fault. In order to save me…"
"Mo 'er, get up. This person isn't an earth cultivator from Cold Night Realm.”The old man sitting cross-legged on the ice bed slowly opened his eyes.
The young man was startled, but he immediately revealed a happy expression. He stood up excitedly and said, Master, you…you're awake!"
Han Feng glanced at the old man and cupped his fists."Junior greets senior of the Ink Ink Sect!"
The old man coughed a few times, and his face turned even redder. Han Feng's Life and Death Intent Domain could naturally tell at a glance that the old man's body was surrounded by a deathly aura. It was obvious that he was on the verge of death.
The old man raised his head and looked at Han Feng. He slowly said,"Little friend, this old man is injured and cannot welcome you. Please forgive me. I wonder why little friend is here?”
Han Feng sighed and said," Senior's hiding place has already been discovered by the cultivators of Cold Night Realm. It's better for you to leave!"”After saying that, he pondered for a while and took out a bottle of pills from his consciousness world. He threw it forward and the pill floated onto the ice bed.
"Senior's injuries are too severe. This bottle of pills won't be able to heal you, but it should be able to alleviate the pain. This would allow Senior to leave this place. The world was so big, and perhaps there would be another opportunity to recover his cultivation.”
The old man smiled and didn't even look at the pill. He said,"Little friend, although I don't know which sect you are from, do you know that if this old man wanted to leave, I could have left back then? Even now, if this old man were to quickly disperse my cultivation, I would definitely be able to leave.”
Han Feng was silent and shook his head lightly.
"This is my home! I was born here, and I will die here!”Although the old man's voice was soft, at this moment, an indescribable aura enveloped his entire body.
Han Feng glanced at this person and no longer spoke. He clasped his hands and turned to leave. His purpose in coming here was not to kill, but to help.
After all, he had been guarding the Realm Alliance for more than 30 years and had personally witnessed the invasion of the Cold Night Realm cultivators. Although he couldn't change the truth, he would still help if he could.
The moment Han Feng turned to leave, the old man looked down at the pill and sighed. He waved his right hand and a fan with only two feathers flew out from his sleeve.
"Little friend, this treasure is for you to resolve the karma of gifting medicine!”
When Han Feng caught the fan, his expression changed. He had a deep impression of this treasure. Back then, when he was guarding the killing formation of the Realm Earth Alliance and killing the woman in red, she had used this fan. Han Feng remembered that after the woman died, the fan had been put away by one of the late-stage Primordial Chaos Sacred Cultivators.
He turned around and took a closer look at the old man. He immediately recognized that this person was one of the high-level late-stage Primordial Chaos Sacred Cultivators who had once dominated the world!
All the glory he once had had become a distant memory…
Han Feng left the ice mountain with a complicated feeling. The three disciples did not dare to ask any questions and followed behind him silently.
Not long after Han Feng left, an old man and a young man walked out of the ice mountain. The two of them glanced at the place where Han Feng disappeared and quickly left the ice mountain.
At the border, the old man slammed his palm on the protective barrier and opened a gap. The medicine bottle split into half and he handed it to the young man. His eyes revealed a loving expression as he said in a gentle voice," Let's go. You'll have to rely on yourself in the future. Master can't protect you anymore…"
The young man's eyes were filled with sorrow, and he seemed to want to say something. However, the old man waved his sleeve and sent him out of the shield. Then, the shield returned to normal.
The young man stood outside the light screen and stared at his master, who was kneeling on the ground. His eyes were red and his voice was tearing." Master!"
The old man laughed and swallowed the half bottle of pills in his hand. His aura continued to rise. At this moment, he had returned to his peak, although it was only temporary!
He waved his sleeve and moved. His target was the Ice God Palace in the center of the Cold Night Realm!
Even if he died, he would die in his hometown. Even if he died, he would die in the territory of the Protectors!
All the glory he once had had become a distant memory…
Fallen in the fire, it must be that immortal phoenix…Even if its wings were burned, it would still fly in heaven…Closing a door seemed to throw away a world. The memories of the past had become distant. The quicksand in the wind no longer filled the space of dreams, and the whimpering Qiang flute only had a desolate echo. Closing a door was like cutting off time and space. The glorious past only had the praises of future generations. Yesterday's singing had no resonance, no murmur, no sound to listen to. Opening a window was like embracing a ray of sunlight. Today's dream had become tomorrow's hope. Ordinary people like you and me also need to show off their brilliance and pursue the world without regret. Opening a window was like welcoming a spring breeze. The shattered void blew away the confusion of the past. Fallen in the fire, it must be that immortal phoenix. Even if its wings were burned, it would still fly in heaven!
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