Chapter 684 The Three of Them Were in the Crowd

Heavens or heavens.

However, the earth was no longer earth, but an endless expanse of darkness, like a bottomless abyss.

Xu Han took out a copper plate from his bosom and threw it gently at the darkness beneath his feet. The copper plate quickly fell, tumbled in the abyss, and finally disappeared into the depths of the invisible darkness. The darkness was like a giant beast the size of heaven and earth, staring at this place.

This was a hundred thousand mountains.

Xu Han was a little scared. He couldn't imagine what kind of powerful divine ability it was to move such a vast and boundless world into the small wooden box behind him. He also found it hard to imagine what was hidden in the depths of this darkness.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to withdraw his gaze from this world. Then, he activated the power around him and flew towards Kunlun at the end of this world, in the extreme west.

He knew that everything would be resolved when he got there. However, he also had a faint premonition that once he reached that place, even more troubles would follow.

But Fei Lian was right. Since the fate of the Human and Demon Clans was already on Xu Han's shoulders, there was no way for him to retreat. Only by figuring out what he was would he be able to give it a shot. Thinking of this, Xu Han's eyes sank, and his speed towards the west increased several times.

…

Zhou Yuan looked at the heavy snow outside the Qin Palace in a sullen manner.

Actually, Zhou Yuan was a very simple person. Compared to Ye Hongjian, Xu Han, or everyone else that Xu Han knew, he was much simpler.

He did not have the hatred of his country's enemies or the love of his children. For him, it was the best thing to have enough food and drink every day and to be able to live without worries for his life. He had once carried the hatred of exterminating the sect, but the Dark Asura Palace had avenged him, so he was worried about this long ago. After that, he helped Dark Asura Palace to study the Half Demon Technique, only for the sake of repaying his kindness and having nowhere to go. Naturally, it would be better to settle for the status quo. After all, Dark Asura Palace treated him well. Although his cultivation was not high, his status in Dark Asura Palace was equal to that of a judge below Yama.

Zhou Yuan had worked for fifty years.

Afterwards, he met Xu Han and the others. From the initial fear to the secret joy, Zhou Yuan had seen the turning point of his fate at his ancient age.

Zhou Yuan did not like to make a living in Dark Asura Palace. He liked to study monsters, but that did not mean that he liked to kill people. He was even less interested in the so-called domination of the dynasty. But like many people, when you don't kill, you die, he doesn't hesitate to choose his own life. And Xu Han took him away, giving him a chance to leave Dark Asura Palace.

Of course, his initial plan wasn't to follow Xu Han and the others, but fate had it that he met nineteen.

The little girl, whose entire body revealed a strange expression, inexplicably recognized her as her master. She had protected him in every way, but she did not know whether it was because she had not felt the genuine concern of others for too long, or because she was truly touched by Nineteen. After struggling for a while, Zhou Yuan calmly accepted the identity that had been imposed on him.

He enjoyed such a day. In his opinion, such a day was worth the darkness of his fifty years in Dark Asura Palace.

If possible, he would naturally be willing to accompany Nineteen. Although he might not be able to protect Nineteen well, nor would he be able to give Nineteen the real kung fu, he still wanted to accompany Nineteen.

However, he was already seventy years old. With his cultivation base and the fact that he had been in the Dark Asura Palace all year round, his body had been corroded by the demonic energy. He knew that his body was about to reach the limit he could reach. Of course, he might be able to last another year and a half, but what about after that?

To tell the truth, he did not think highly of Xu Han. He knew very well how powerful the Dark Asura Palace was. He could not imagine where Xu Han and the others would find shelter once the Dark Asura Palace ruled this world. He had also tried to persuade Nineteen with good intentions, but although the little fellow respected Zhou Yuan very much, he was unexpectedly resolute in this matter.

Zhou Yuan didn't want to do anything that made Nineteen unhappy, but since he was Nineteen's master, he naturally had to think about her future. Zhou Yuan did not have the cultivation of Heavenspan, nor did he have the power to speak of after leaving Dark Asura Hall. But after all, he was once the person in charge of the core checkpoint of the Holy Son's creation. For example, like the Dragon Trapping Powder, he also had some hidden tricks for himself.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan withdrew his gaze from the window and took out a purple pill from his sleeve. He placed it in front of his eyes and measured it carefully. His gaze was complicated, and Xie Xue seemed to be struggling in the depths of his eyes.

"Master!" But at this moment, nineteen sweet voices came from the direction of the door.

Zhou Yuan was shocked as he hurriedly put the pill back into his sleeve and raised his head. At this time, Nineteen had already jumped up and down in front of him.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Yuan asked casually to cover up the panic in his heart.

Xiao Nineteen did not doubt him and smiled as he replied, "I have nothing to do in my spare time, so I want to see Master." As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Yuan carefully, fearing that the other party would reveal an unhappy expression.

Ever since he came to the Chen Kingdom and followed her master to cultivate at night, he had made a rule with her. He was usually fine and could not come to find him by day. Nineteen rose today and came here, but he remembered Master's instructions at night, so he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, afraid that Zhou Yuan would get angry because of this.

Zhou Yuan harbored thoughts, but he did not notice anything strange about Nineteen. He only nodded lightly and replied, "Oh."

Seeing Zhou Yuan's indifferent reaction, Nineteen thought that Zhou Yuan was angry with her. Her heart tightened. She hurriedly took out the hidden lunch box from behind and placed it in front of Zhou Yuan. She said, "Master has worked hard every day. Nineteen wants to bring some food to Master. Master, don't be angry. Nineteen will leave now."

After saying that, Nineteen put down the lunch box, turned around, and ran out of Zhou Yuan's room. Zhou Yuan wasn't angry. He was just thinking about what had happened before. Seeing that Nineteen was like this, he was naturally puzzled. By the time he regained his senses, Nineteen had already disappeared without a trace.

However, Zhou Yuan was also accustomed to Nineteen's temper, which sometimes liked to say inexplicable things. He didn't care and shook his head before looking at the lunch box that Nineteen had brought. He opened it and a bowl of steaming chicken soup appeared in front of Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan was stunned. He picked up the slightly hot chicken soup and placed it at the tip of his nose to sniff. He immediately revealed a smile. Feeling the heat coming from the bowl, even the chill outside the window seemed to disappear at that moment.

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"Are you going to teach me the Nineteen Saber Techniques again?"

The night gradually darkened, and the snow gradually lessened.

But it won't stop. It seems to be going down like this until it drowns the whole world.

Sitting beside the windowsill, Qin Keqing asked as she looked at Su Mu'an , who had arranged everything and was about to leave.

Su Mu'an's footsteps stopped. He also looked at Qin Keqing and nodded, "Yes, I've made an appointment with Nineteen. From now on, I'll teach her saber techniques every day."

Qin Keqing had a calm expression on her face that no one else could see. She also nodded.

Then he suddenly asked, "Do you want to go after this?"

Su Mu'an was stunned. Of course, he knew what Qin Keqing meant. Su Mu'an , who had never been a shrewd person, hesitated a little at that time. However, in the end, he said, "Big Brother Chu and the others went. Although they couldn't help, I still wanted to go."

Qin Keqing nodded her head noncommittally, then sighed and said, "Very good."

"But Sister Qing, you don't have to worry. The Pavilion Master is so smart. We will definitely think of a way to deal with them." Even Su Mu'an could tell that Qin Keqing was in a bad mood, so he hurriedly comforted her. However, he didn't seem to believe what he said, and his tone became softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

A rare smile appeared on Qin Keqing's face. She said, "Mu An, you really don't know how to lie."

Su Mu'an also couldn't understand whether Qin Keqing was praising him or insulting him. However, he was exposed as a lie. He couldn't help but blush and feel somewhat embarrassed.

Qin Keqing saw through this as well. She turned her head and looked at Fine Snow outside the window. She said again, "I am carrying Dragon Qi, and I am also a half-demon. If I go there, it will only cause chaos. Since you have gone, can you make up for the regret that I have not been able to help him?"

Su Mu'an nodded her head repeatedly. His personality was like this. As long as he could do what his friend told him, he would never refuse. As a swordsman, or perhaps as the descendant of the legendary number one swordsman, Su Mu'an felt that he deserved it.

"Go, Xiao Nineteen is still waiting for you." After receiving the answer she wanted, Qin Keqing smiled and said to Su Mu'an .

Su Mu'an did not suspect him, so she stepped back and quickly walked out of the room.

In the room, long after he left, Qin Keqing kept looking out of the window, motionless like a sculpture.

It was getting darker and darker, and the world outside the house was pitch black.

Qin Keqing looked out of the room, her eyes reflecting the night outside the window. Her eyes gradually turned pitch black, without the slightest bit of whiteness.

She lowered her voice and said coldly, "This time, I will definitely be able to help you."

After saying that, the aura around her became even colder, as if it was connected to the world outside the window. At this moment, Qin Keqing no longer seemed to be Qin Keqing, but the Great Zhou Great Empress, Yuwen Nanjing.

…

A month had passed since Yuan Xiucheng had mentioned the three-month period.

At the beginning of November, Xu Han finally arrived at the legendary residence of an immortal, Kunlun Mountain.

The towering mountain stretched for tens of thousands of kilometers. The peak of the mountain reached into the clouds, as if there was no end to it. Even at the foot of the mountain, Xu Han could feel a suffocating pressure. It was as if what was placed in front of you was not a tall mountain, but a dignified god.

"This is it." Xu Han took a deep breath and turned to look at Xuan'er. He smiled and said, "I heard that Canghai Liuliu met you here. Why are you staying here? Is there something extremely important to you hiding here too?"

"Miao?" Xuan'er tilted her head and looked at Xu Han, as if she could not understand the problem in Xu Han's words.

Xu Han shook his head. He also felt that his thoughts were confused at this moment, and his words were somewhat illogical. He turned his head to look at the loud voice and took a deep breath again. "No matter what, I have to take a look at it."

He muttered to himself, and then finally mustered his courage and took a step towards the Kunlun Mountain.

However, just as one of his feet stepped on the snow at the foot of the Kunlun Mountain, dark clouds suddenly covered the horizon. At that time, the sky, which had just been bright, suddenly darkened.

Boom!

With a muffled explosion, two bolts of lightning landed on an empty space less than ten feet in front of Xu Han almost at the same time.

Immediately after, two naked men covered in unknown tattoos emerged from the lightning. They looked at Xu Han with gloomy expressions and said, "Immortal dwellings, mortals are not allowed to enter."

Xu Han frowned. He hadn't expected that this mountain path would actually kill a few tigers out of thin air.

He looked up at the horizon and asked, "What? Do you think two Kunlun Tribulations can stop me?"

Thunder surged in the sky, and Xu Han's words did not receive any response.

Xu Han was bored. He shrugged. Seeing that Xu Han had no intention of retreating, the two Kunlun Tribulations shouted again in a low voice, "If you don't listen to my advice, blood will splatter on the spot within three breaths of time."

Kunlun Jie's expression was naturally reserved. His eyes were wide open, and he could be said to be self-enraged.

However, Xu Han knew that these so-called Kunlun Tribulations were just puppets. He shook his head helplessly and then took another step forward. At that time, he extended one hand and a pitch-black longsword appeared in his hand.

…

The strength of Kunlun Tribulation was almost identical to that of an Earthly Immortal Realm cultivator. If such a puppet were to be placed in the mortal world, even one of them would be enough to cause a bloody storm. However, although Kunlun Tribulation's cultivation was strong, it did not possess any intelligence. In this respect, he was still inferior to the Saint Marquis created by Dark Asura Palace. Which cultivator who could ascend to the Immortal Realm was not a genius of the Heavens? Which one of them had never experienced a battle that was like a sea of corpses and blood?

Whether it was their methods, trump cards, or instincts to fight, they were more than one level stronger than these Kunlun Tribulations that possessed the strength of the Earth Immortal Realm, let alone the current Xu Han?

The two Kunlun Tribulations weren't even ten rounds away from Xu Han's hands before they were shattered into pieces by Xu Han.

After winning, Xu Han sheathed his sword, but there was not the slightest bit of joy on his face.

He thought of a very strange question. Just when were the two Kunlun Tribulations laid here by the people in the sky?

If it had existed since ancient times, then how did the strength of the Vastsea Current that had not reached the Immortal Realm in the past overcome the obstruction of the two Kunlun Tribulations? If it was laid down later, then it was naturally to defend Xu Han. However, the immortals in the sky should know that with just two Kunlun Tribulations, they wouldn't be able to stop Xu Han. Then what was the point of doing this?

Such doubts weren't because Xu Han was timid. Rather, based on his understanding of the immortals, they would never do such a thing. Instead, they were determined not to make such a meaningless move.

However, no matter what the immortals in the sky were thinking, Xu Han had no reason to step back.

As he thought about this, he turned to look at Ah Huang and Ao Wu, who were beside him, and then took another step towards the top of the mountain.

Only a few hundred feet away from the peak of the mountain, another thunder rang out in the sky, and three bolts of lightning struck in front of Xu Han and the others once again. After that, the three Kunlun Tribulations appeared again, blocking Xu Han's path.

They stared at Xu Han coldly and said, "Immortal dwelling, mortals are not allowed to enter."

…

Xu Han was fighting against the Kunlun Tribulations in the heavy snow of Kunlun, but he might not have imagined that at the same time, in the lunar palace of Mount Ya Qi, several pairs of eyes opened through a suspended mirror to clearly see his situation.

"How is it, how is it compared to before?" Yuan Xiucheng, who was dressed in a black robe, took a deep look at the youth in the snow. He then turned to look at the handsome man sitting on the high platform behind him and asked.

That handsome man was also the owner of the Lunar Temple, Shen Wushuang. Several figures stood or sat beside him, but at that time, they were all covered by the darkness that overflowed from Shen Wushuang's body, and they were completely unable to see what they looked like. Shen Wushuang narrowed his eyes and looked at the situation in the mirror. He lightly tapped on the table in front of him with a drunken expression, as if he was drinking wine. He said, "Every time he grows up, this time he is much stronger than before."

Hearing this, Yuan Xiucheng's expression changed slightly. He hesitated and said, "Then this time…"

Shen Wushuang seemed to have seen through Yuan Xiucheng 's thoughts. Before he could ask about Yuan Xiucheng , he said, "It's useless. He did indeed do a good job, but he is still far from the darkness in the depths of the world. He is destined to be devoured by him. He has no way out, so he will definitely choose us."

Yuan Xiucheng felt slightly at ease, but soon he thought of something. He said, "Will the people on the sky sit on the sidelines and watch?"

"Them?" A contemptuous smile appeared in Shen Wushuang's eyes. He said, "They treat me like their shepherd dog, but aren't they other people's shepherds? It's just that I've jumped out of countless reincarnations, yet they're deeply entangled in it. They don't know about it, so they naturally don't have to worry about it."

Yuan Xiucheng seemed to have great trust in Shen Wushuang. Hearing this, he nodded slightly and didn't say anything else. Instead, he continued to look at Xu Han, who was constantly climbing high in the mirror, but was constantly encountering more and more obstacles from the Kunlun Tribulation. The light in his eyes lit up and gradually became fanatical, as if devout believers were watching as the gods in his heart descended upon the world step by step.

Shen Wushuang stood up and said, "The final battle is about to begin. When the curtain falls, it will be our day. Prepare yourselves."

"Yes." Hearing this, Yuan Xiucheng and the several figures beside Shen Wushuang hurriedly lowered their heads and replied.

Shen Wushuang, who had received such an answer, nodded in satisfaction, and then disappeared into the room.

Following his departure, the darkness that enveloped the room also dissipated. Then, the dim candlelight in the room door, and the figures' appearances gradually appeared on the surface of the water at that time.

A white-clothed man's expression was ice-cold. Layers of death aura spread out in his eyes. He seemed to have difficulty with his legs and legs as he sat in a wooden wheelchair.

A black-clothed man's expression was similarly cold, but he had a thick beard on his face. The most eye-catching thing was that there was a token hanging on his belt. The token was made of bronze. It was two inches square, but it had the appearance of a tiger and wolf carved on it with extremely meticulous saber work.

The last person was a young man who was much younger than the two of them. He had a handsome appearance and the outline of his face was like a knife. On his back was a long saber, and on the wooden hilt was a red line that had been washed white.

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