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Within the brilliant and dazzling golden light, Yi Yan's figure quickly retreated towards a corner of the Buddhist Soul Hall.

His purpose for coming to the Buddhist Secret Realm was different from others.

Everyone else had come for the divine tools here, but Yi Yan was not like this. Although the divine tools were precious to him, with the presence of the Nether Ring, Yi Yan did not care too much about the divine tools, and was even less willing to risk his life to fight for one or two of the divine tools in the presence of these twenty odd Emperor level experts whom he was currently unable to even hope for.

Yi Yan's current goal was to attract as little attention as possible. After everyone had left, he would slowly search for the mark of the Jade Chip left behind by the sect master, the true core of the sect's Secret Realm.

Suddenly, just as Yi Yan's back was about to hit the wall behind him, a sense of danger suddenly appeared in Yi Yan's mind. Immediately after, he clearly felt an extremely condensed killing intent that was at the same time extremely terrifying at an extremely fast speed, ferociously smashing down at his back!

The killing intent was so strong, it seemed to be able to split Yi Yan's entire person from his chest to his abdomen!

At this time, because of the inertia of his body when he was retreating at full strength, Yi Yan didn't have the time to completely dodge it!

In that instant, bean-sized cold sweat appeared on Yi Yan's forehead, and splattered on the ground.

He had never thought that the place he thought to be the safest would actually contain such a great danger!

At the critical moment, a low roar suddenly exploded out of Yi Yan's throat. His body suddenly turned left for half a turn, and the Nine Revolutions Indestructible Vajra Body instantly entered into a state of rapid circulation, cultivating to the peak of the late fourth transition. The energy contained in his body, which was equivalent to all the Immortal Elemental Energy s in the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal, instantly rushed to his left shoulder, and in that instant, increased the strength of his right shoulder to the Top-grade Immortal Artifact level.

 "Pu!"

Even though Yi Yan was wearing a top quality Immortal Armor and had already made the fastest reaction and raised his own defensive capabilities to the maximum, under the extremely sharp force from behind him, his shoulder was still like a thin piece of cloth, and was instantly pierced through!

 "Bang!"

The treasure that had pierced through Yi Yan's left shoulder did not seem to have encountered any obstruction as it flew past him, and Yi Yan's body, under its inertia, heavily crashed into the wall in the corner of the room.

In that moment, Yi Yan's eyes could vaguely see that what pierced him was a sword that was emitting a gold light and a torrential sharp Qi.

Resisting the intense pain from his shoulder, Yi Yan slowly sat down and leaned against the wall. He quickly took out a top-quality immortal pellet for healing and threw it into his mouth, then started to circulate the Nine Revolutions Indestructible Vajra Body s technique to repair his own injuries. At the same time, he opened his eyes wide and carefully observed the scene inside the Buddhist Soul Hall.

At this time, the Buddha Soul Hall was no longer as calm as it was before. Hundreds of magic treasures of either gold or milky white color wantonly flew through the air at extremely high speeds, occasionally erupting with dazzling rays of light, presumptuously venting the frustration of being imprisoned for countless years.

When they collided with the surrounding walls, a faint golden light immediately surfaced on the originally dull walls, instantly repelling them and allowing them to return into the Buddhist Soul Hall.

In this small space that was only one Li wide, over a hundred divine artifacts and Top-grade Immortal Artifact formed an extremely terrifying killing array, violently strangling the experts from all parts of the Four Realms.

Yi Yan saw with his own eyes, among the experts who entered the Buddhist Soul Hall, two of them did not immediately react correctly and their bodies were instantly riddled with holes by the treasures that were wreaking havoc in the air, exploding from head to toe and dying!

Amongst the hundred or so Dharma treasures, one saber, one spear, one flying sword, and one Xi Cane that came out of each of the four corners of the wall were the most ferocious. They were like four kings that looked down upon the masses.

The golden light emitted from their bodies was evidently denser than the other ten or so divine artifacts. Yi Yan practically concluded in an instant that these were the four middle grade divine artifacts that Polaroid Sect Master had mentioned!

After a short period of panic, everyone in the Buddhist Soul Hall quickly realized their situation. After all, they were basically all Emperor level experts that stood at the top of the entire Four Realms and had instantly made the correct response — — Like Yi Yan, they quickly pounced to the side of the wall, minimizing the amount of attacks they could face from the four directions to the front, left, and right. Although they were still in danger, it was still much better than before.

Of course, there were also people who wanted to hide in a corner like Yi Yan, but only the fastest person could do so.

Because, out of the four corners in the great hall, one of them had already been occupied by Yi Yan, and the one with the stone tablet wasn't safe either. Even if he stood closely in front of the stone tablet, he would still have to face the attacks from three different directions;

As for the Transfer Array on the left side of Yi Yan's body, he was even more unwilling to go. Because out of the three people originally guarding the front of the Transfer Array, one of them couldn't help but retreat a step back after stepping into the range of the Transfer Array, and was immediately teleported away after arriving at the Buddhist Soul Hall with great difficulty. Naturally, no one was willing to give up so easily.

While the others were leaning against the wall, trying their best to collect all the treasures that were in front of them, Yi Yan, whose left shoulder was slightly lighter, stood up once again after a short period of healing. He held the black lacquered Asura Lance in his right hand, calmly blocking the treasures that was rushing towards him from the front.

If it was a Top-grade Immortal Artifact flying over, Yi Yan wouldn't mind taking one with him. But facing a divine tool, whether it was a Low-grade Divine Artifact or a middle grade divine tool, Yi Yan would always send them flying, and simply didn't have any intentions of taking one.

This was because he knew very well that the fact that he occupied this safe corner already made many people jealous. If he recklessly collected the divine tools again, he would inevitably become a thorn in their eye for being attacked.

Yi Yan did not believe that he could withstand the attacks of these Emperor level Rankers with his own cultivation, even if he had already reached the peak of the late stage of Immortal Lord.

However, Yi Yan couldn't just keep a low profile and stop others from coveting it. After he put away the fourth top-grade immortal equipment, the top grade immortal armor, a middle-aged man with a short, needle-like beard and a cyan robe rushed over to Yi Yan with another top-grade immortal sword.

From the green Demon Elemental Energy's aura on his body and the cultivation level that he could not see through, Yi Yan could tell that this was a Demon Monarch.

"Brat, this is not a place a small Luo Tian Immortal like you should stay. Get lost!"

As the middle aged man's figure neared, a thunderous explosive shout that contained a berserk Demon Elemental Energy resounded in Yi Yan's ears. Even with the protection of the Soul Devouring Bead, Yi Yan's body still couldn't help but slightly tremble.

 "Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Yi Yan did not answer, but used his actions to express his attitude.

The three meter long Asura Lance shook gently. Like a nimble snake, it lightly swallowed and spat out the transparent tip of the Astral-source Power. Borrowing the recoil from the Immortal Sword, it flew in a beautiful arc and pierced towards the Dantian of the Demon Monarch.

"Kid, you still dare to resist?!" "You're courting death!"

This Demon Monarch seemed to be infuriated by Yi Yan's resistance. His short beard hairs stood on end like steel needles, and a top-grade demon knife suddenly appeared in his hand as he fiercely slashed towards the tip of the Asura Lance's spear.

The might radiating from his entire body even affected the few Top-grade Immortal Artifact that were scurrying around him, causing the direction of his body to change slightly.

In the face of this peerlessly powerful slash, Yi Yan's face did not show the slightest hint of emotion, nor did his heart, that was as still as a calm well, tremble in the slightest.

Because he knew that if he were to fight against this Demon Monarch in any other environment, he might not even have the slightest chance of winning against him. However, this place was different!

In this Buddhist Soul Hall, he didn't even need to defeat his opponent; as long as he could block his opponent's path for an instant, the flying magic treasures behind him would force him to retreat.

 "Clang!"

At the point where the sword and the Asura Lance collided, a dazzling spark shot out. It was extremely dazzling in the pitch-black Buddhist Soul Hall.

Under the strong impact, Yi Yan's body could not help but freeze, and was fiercely pressed against the wall behind him.

However, this attack that contained all of his strength at the tip of his spear was not an easy one to deal with. The middle-aged Demon Monarch could not help but pause for a moment.

Yi Yan had a wall behind him that he could borrow strength from. Thus, after a brief pause, the Asura Spear changed from a thrust to a smash, aiming straight at his opponent's waist.

After colliding with the Asura Lance once, the robust middle-aged man had obviously realized that Yi Yan was not easy to deal with. The strength of his spear was not much weaker than his own.

As a result, when facing Yi Yan's attack again, the Demon Monarch did not dare to be negligent. Raising the blade in his hand, he welcomed the incoming Asura Lance s with a ruthless slash.

 "That's it!"

A cold light flashed in Yi Yan's eyes, and the Astral-source Power s all over his body exploded into motion.

The sound of the wind violently smashing over.

 "Clang!"

"Pfft!"

After this collision, the middle aged Demon Monarch's body could not help but shake violently, his entire body involuntarily moving one meter to the right.

Yi Yan could not help but let out a stuffy snort, a trace of dark red blood uncontrollably flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

However, the current Demon Monarch didn't have the time to continue attacking Yi Yan, because behind him, a golden flying sword was flying at an extremely fast speed, in the blink of an eye, it was less than ten meters away from him.

If he were to continue his attack, the Divine Sword would definitely pierce through his body!

Even if it was the strong body of the Demonic Cultivator, he definitely did not believe that he could withstand the Divine Sword's attack without dying.

Once again, his ice-cold eyes swept across Yi Yan's body. The middle-aged Demon Monarch snorted coldly, and his body moved horizontally. He turned around, and directly faced the approaching Divine Sword.

Right at this moment, a burst of mad laughter suddenly sounded out from within the Buddhist Soul Hall: "Haha! A Divine Equipment, middle grade Divine Equipment! "

The middle-aged Demon Monarch was shocked. After dodging the Divine Sword, he hurriedly looked towards the direction of the sound.

He saw an old man around sixty years old standing by the wall in front of him, waving the middle grade Divine Equipment Xi Cane in his right hand and laughing maniacally towards the sky, while three figures beside him pounced towards him, obviously planning to kill him and steal his treasure before he could subdue them.

 "Scram!"

Although the old man was extremely excited, he did not forget his own environment. Facing the three people who were charging towards him from different directions, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He swept the Xi Cane in his hand horizontally, and ruthlessly swung it at the three of them.

 "Pu!"

How could a deity-level expert withstand the might of a medium-grade divine tool?

Even though one of them was wearing a top quality Immortal Armor and was caught off guard and was ruthlessly struck by the Xi Cane, one of them could not help but spurt out fresh blood from his mouth. Like a floating leaf, his body fell down powerlessly, and in the blink of an eye, his body was uncontrollably pierced by numerous treasures that filled the sky, forming countless holes.

After directly killing one person, the elder's vicious eyes swept over the other two. Seeing this, their hearts turned cold and their bodies that pounced forward couldn't help but slow down.

While they were resting, the old man's figure suddenly flew out, and instantly landed on the Transfer Array not far from him. Accompanied by a flash of golden light, he disappeared.

By this time, it was already too late for the two to chase after him.