Overriding the Heaven

After absorbing his bloodline, Chu Yan withdrew his aura and returned to the ancient black and white building from the Void Returning Tower.    

    

Perhaps it was because his realm had improved, or perhaps it was because he had mastered a more powerful cultivation technique, Chu Yan felt that the way he looked at the surrounding void had changed completely.    

    

"There are still 20 days left to the trial by fire. Find as many battlefields as possible.    

    

" I'll collect as many cultivation techniques and abilities as I can. "It'll be beneficial for me to condense my Golden Core in the future."    

    

Chu Yan raised his hand and summoned the Crimson Sun Nine Golden Boats.    

    

At this moment, nine cultivators wearing gray robes had gathered around a mountain range in the Desolate Antiquity Black White House.    

    

Beneath their feet was a deep valley.    

    

This valley was surrounded by continuous mountains. It looked like a big bowl.    

    

In the valley, there was no light for a long time. Horrifying thick and long vines grew all over the place. There was also a surging aura of death. It was like a big pot of boiling, sticky ink. Just a glance at it was enough to cause fear to arise in people's hearts.    

    

The nine cultivators exchanged glances with one another. The leader of the group asked, "Are you all ready?"    

    

One of them said, "The Immortal Subjugation Formation is ready. We are waiting to trap Chu Yan in it."    

    

"Humph, suppress him inside. That would be as easy as flipping my hand."    

    

"He has taken Zhao Wuji's fortune. Although his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, he doesn't know that this fortune has also caused him to leave behind hidden dangers."    

    

"Our Ten Heavenly Sovereigns are connected by their auras. We can sense the other nine, but Chu Yan doesn't know about this. We can use this to find him in the Black White Ancient Desolate Tower and refine his flesh and blood."    

    

"Compared to the fortune and treasures in the Black White Ancient Tower, Chu Yan's essence energy is the true supreme treasure in my eyes!"    

    

"That's the truth."    

    

" Chu Yan was able to kill Zhao Wuji, which means that he had great luck. After killing Zhao Wuji, he obtained the treasure of the Ziwei Sect under Zhao Wuji's command. " In my eyes, Chu Yan is just a fat sheep! "    

    

"Zhao Wuji's God Nation must have fallen into Chu Yan's hands. That is a good treasure."    

    

"Introduce him into the grand formation and refine him into the purest essence energy so that the nine of us can absorb it. This benefit is much better than any fortuitous encounter in the Desolate Antiquity Black White House."    

    

At this moment, the nine cultivators were discussing repeatedly, and their words seemed to reach the point that Chu Yan was already in their grasp.    

    

Although Zhao Wuji was previously known as the Ten Heavenly Lords, none of them had any recollection of him.    

    

On the contrary, the remaining nine were very interested in the magical equipment that Zhao Wuji had left behind.    

    

They had even started to discuss who would own the treasures after killing Chu Yan.    

    

Not long after, a sudden vibration came from the center of the formation.    

    

The nine cultivators shut their mouths and looked down.    

    

The moment they looked down, The black smoke in the center of the formation suddenly split open.    

    

At the same time, the crack seemed to have split open. It was a man who opened his eyes and looked straight at the nine men in the air.    

    

The eyes were bloodshot, filled with a ferocious and evil aura.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the nine cultivators in the air felt their hearts go cold and their scalps go numb. Their protective Zhen Yuan instinctively burst out.    

    

However, the blood-red eye that appeared in the middle of the formation only lasted for a moment before it closed again.    

    

The nine cultivators were silent for a long time before one of them asked, "How much longer?"    

    

"About ten days and it will be completed." The leader of the nine said, "Now, let's use our bloodline secret art and find Chu Yan first."    

    

After pondering for a moment, he reminded, "After we find him, be careful not to act rashly or alert the enemy."    

    

"Understood!" The other eight nodded.    

    

The nine cultivators spread their arms.    

    

Immediately, a gray mist of light rose from their backs like a python that was hidden in the void. Their heads and tails met.    

    

Within the body of the gray python, a small red dot was moving slowly.    

    

Very quickly, another ten days passed.    

    

At this time, the Desolate Antiquity Black White House's trial had already entered its final stage.    

    

In another ten days or so, the cultivators inside would be able to return to the outskirts of Glory City.    

    

In the past, the vast majority of cultivators had obtained quite a bit of harvest.    

    

All kinds of fortunate encounters, Immortal destiny, cultivation techniques, and divine abilities. The magical equipment left behind from the war, and even the fragments of the magical equipment, were all rare treasures.    

    

Compared to the other cultivators, Chu Yan's harvest was even more shocking.    

    

After all, his current strength had far surpassed that of cultivators of the same level.    

    

Therefore, along the way, he was invincible and unrestrained.    

    

His spiritual sense spread out. Whenever he encountered any battlefield ruins, he would sweep across them and suppress all the souls within them. Then, he would search for treasures and expand his collection.    

    

The treasures, cultivation techniques, and divine abilities that he had obtained this time could be grasped by Chu Yan in a short period of time with the help of the Path of Wisdom.    

    

The magical equipment he obtained would depend on the situation.    

    

A portion of the magical equipment would be crushed and absorbed by Zhan Yan.    

    

The other portion would be suitable for him. Chu Yan would then use the Great Whale Hunting Technique to directly consume it and strengthen his Dao body.    

    

Now that he had cultivated the Ao Xin Art, the spiritual energy in his body would also be refined as he strengthened his blood and Qi. It could be said that he had achieved twice the result with half the effort.    

    

As a result, although Chu Yan did not continue refining the Silver Union City, his blood, soul, and spiritual energy became increasingly pure and refined.    

    

The current him was at least thirty percent stronger than when he had just advanced to the True Immortal Realm.    

    

Two days passed very quickly.    

    

A divine arrow shot out. The souls that were shot a thousand miles away instantly burned into a torch.    

    

Just in time to let out a miserable cry, the dead soul demon beast with two wings on its back was burned into ashes and fell down from the sky.    

    

Chu Yan put away the bow and reached out his hand to dig at the place where the soul had just appeared.    

    

A large area of the ground was dug up immediately. Immediately after, a straight white light beam shot out from the cracked ground.    

    

A broken white jade stone pillar appeared in front of Chu Yan.    

    

The stone pillar seemed to have gathered the water vapor of millions of martial artists.    

    

With the sound of waves, the surrounding thousands of miles suddenly became sticky. The sky was raining heavily, as if it was going to be flooded soon.    

    

Chu Yan stretched out his hand and took a breath. Just as he took the stone pillar into his hand, a sound suddenly came from the void above his head.    

    

Raising his head to look, Chu Yan immediately saw a dark cloud vortex that was over ten thousand miles long. In the blink of an eye, it had already taken shape above his head.    

    

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