C8 (2/2)

The more he left, the happier Xiang Han became.

”Haha, his speed is actually so fast!” Xiang Han sprinted, he could not feel the touch of his feet on the ground, he even had the feeling that if he was even slightly faster, he would be able to fly through the air.

Arriving at his residence, the little bastard could see that there was something wrong with Xiang Han. His muscles looked normal, but the explosion within them was shocking.

With this, Xiang Han naturally had nothing to hide. After all, it was not something as heaven defying as the Bone King.

On top of Sanlian Mountain, north of Da Shang Country. The surrounding mountain peaks rushed outwards against the Three Lotus Ridge, looking like a precious lotus.

On top of the mountain, there was a sect like a sleeping fire phoenix. On top of the mountain, there was a simple and eye-catching signboard. Without a doubt, it was the Seven Immortal Mountain.

The Seven Immortal Mountain was established long before the Grand Shang. At that time, the founder of the sect was a Jindan Stage cultivator, and in the eyes of cultivators, this sect was a third-rate sect.

It was only when the Shang King requested for a summer that the world descended into chaos and countless cultivators took part in the calamity. At that time, China just happened to be not far from Three Lotus Mountain.

The Grand Shang Army passed through the Three Lotus Mountain and declared that if the Seven Immortal Sect didn't join the Grand Shang, they would be going against the heavens' will.

Who knew that this ordinary Jindan Stage Daoist from the Seven Fairies Sect was not afraid of the Grand Shang army at all. He only used his spiritual tool as the foundation and set up the along with the six Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

When this formation appeared, all sorts of cultivators used all sorts of methods to break it, but they were still unable to do anything about it.

In the end, even the last Nascent Soul Stage old monster in charge of the merchant country took action in anger.

The difference between a Nascent Soul cultivator and a Jindan Stage cultivator was like heaven and earth. If a cultivator below the Jindan Stage had the right to fight, then even if the Jindan Stage had the right to, it would still be almost impossible to cross this gap.

Afterwards, the Grand Formation of the Sea River's Sand Extermination had trapped the Nascent Soul eccentrics within for more than half a month. Afterwards, the Nascent Soul eccentrics and the sect leader of the Seven Immortal Sects had signed an agreement to remove the Grand Formation, and the State of Shang, the Seven Immortal Sect, had remained outside, ungoverned by the Shang Dynasty.

After this agreement was established, logically speaking, if the Nascent Soul Stage old monster was offended, once the formation was removed, the Seven Immortal School would naturally be the one to take revenge. In the eyes of the onlookers, the Seven Immortal Sect was simply too stupid.

It was only a month after the establishment of the Grand Shang, when the sect head of the Seven Immortal Sect proudly transcended the tribulation and reached the Nascent Soul stage. Then, before the Grand Shang even made a move, he charged into the Grand Shang Empire's capital alone.

The fight between the two True Lords had left the sky and the earth dark.

Eight days later, the head of the Seven Immortal Sect killed the Grand Shang Nascent Soul cultivator. From then on, Grand Shang respected the Seven Immortal Sect, so when Grand Shang fought its way to the end, it helped the Seven Immortal Sect.

Not too far away, on Three Lotus Mountain, two young men in coarse hemp clothes were climbing up the mountain with excitement.

Without a doubt, these two people were Xiang Han and Little Wangfeng.

”Oh my god, the snow on the summit is so deep, why is this sect built so high!” The little bastard clenched his teeth and said with a head full of sweat.

Xiang Han also said, ”Didn't you see the walls of Crimson Flame City? The walls are so high, it's to defend against cultivators. Presumably, this is also the reason why the Seven Immortal Sect was built there!”

”Reason my ass!” The little bastard spat out a mouthful of impure air as he looked at the ant sized Seven Immortal Sect and said, ”The Seven Immortal Sect is the number one sect in Grand Shang, who would dare to touch them!”

Xiang Han rolled his eyes at the little bastard. After refining his body, his physique was already strong to such an extent. How could he care about such things?

Until the two of them reached the halfway mark of the mountain.

He saw an eight or nine-year-old boy sitting on a large tree, chewing on an unknown fruit in his hand. Seeing the two of them arrive, the boy said, ”Who are you? Speak your name!”

Xiang Han and Little Bastard looked at each other. Seeing that it was no more than a child, it must be the child of a family on a mountain, so they laughed it off.

Seeing the two of them ignoring him, the boy became slightly angry. He clasped his hands and recited a spell.

Dozens of ice crystal blades descended from the sky, heading straight for Xiang Han and Xu Qing.

”Oh my god!” The little bastard was even more terrified.

Dozens of ice crystal blades were stabbed into the ground, like a cage of trapped birds that surrounded the two of them. As soon as the cold energy seeped in, it went berserk and actually trapped Xiang Han and Little Wangba within it.

The boy then broke into a smile, ”I told you to ignore me. Let's see if you still have the strength to go up the mountain after a single day!”