A banquet was held in Han Yuan’s honor, and it lasted late into the night before everyone dispersed.
CRASH...
After leaving the banquet, Han Yuan went to the shore. He gazed at the churning waves, his expression serene.
"Are you leaving now?"
Yan Qingyu appeared at his side.
With Li Baozhou’s death, the burden of the Profound Celestial Alliance had fallen onto her shoulders.
"Yes... I’ve made all the necessary preparations."
"It’s time to leave."
Han Yuan turned and said with a light chuckle.
"You’re so much like Li Baozhou... always trying to carry everything on your own shoulders."
"No wonder he chose you."
Yan Qingyu said with a sigh, her gaze fixed on the dark expanse of the sea.
"Perhaps..."
"Elder Li endured so much..."
"Leave the rest to me."
Han Yuan said.
"Still... Han Yuan, I hope you come back alive."
Yan Qingyu said, her expression turning serious.
"Hahaha... Why does everyone have such a grim look on their face?"
"I feel like my chances of winning are quite high."
Han Yuan let out a hearty laugh.
"Of course... You’ve broken through the Nirvana Limit, a being who has truly reached the Immortal Buddha Realm."
Yan Qingyu couldn’t help but smile.
"Well, I’m off then..."
"I hope we’ll be able to see each other again."
Han Yuan waved to Yan Qingyu.
The next moment.
His figure vanished from the shore.
’Han Yuan... You have to win!’
Yan Qingyu prayed in her heart, gazing in the direction where Han Yuan had vanished.
......
The island housing the Bronze Immortal Sect was located in the center of the Storm Sea.
Years ago, the Immortal Sect Organization had sealed the Source Seed within the Bronze Immortal Sect, intending for no one to ever go near it, lest they be contaminated.
They had also spread legends about the Immortal Sect throughout the world, hoping its creator might awaken from their madness.
However, the results that followed proved that the Immortal Sect Organization had failed.
Now, after so many years, the island of the Bronze Immortal Sect once again had a visitor.
WHOOSH.
Han Yuan’s figure abruptly appeared on the shore.
He glanced around and discovered the scenery was identical to what he had seen in the dream. Nothing had changed.
Towering, colossal trees like pillars holding up the heavens, dense and tangled thickets...
It was as if one had been transported into an ancient, primeval wilderness.
Time seemed to have lost all meaning here.
Nothing had changed.
’In that case, the Bronze Immortal Sect should still be in the same place.’
Han Yuan muttered to himself.
He had already been to the Bronze Immortal Sect once in the Fat Thief’s dream world, so he was familiar with the route. He headed directly into the Wilderness Jungle.
He had to cross this Wilderness Jungle to reach the mountain peak where the Bronze Immortal Sect was located.
This Wilderness Jungle was far from simple; it was fraught with danger.
After all, even though the Source Seed was sealed within the Bronze Immortal Sect, it would sometimes stir, leaking out wisps of its aura. This caused the island’s creatures to mutate, turning them vicious, cruel, twisted, and grotesque.
Han Yuan had barely stepped into the Wilderness Jungle when a monster attacked.
BOOM!!!
A blood-red leopard suddenly burst from the undergrowth.
The Blood Leopard’s explosive power was immense.
The moment Han Yuan heard the noise and turned his head, the creature had already crossed dozens of meters in a flash. It opened its sharp, menacing fangs and lunged viciously for his neck.
Han Yuan shot out a hand and clamped it directly around the Blood Leopard’s neck.
CRACK!
He crushed its spine in an instant.
He casually tossed the Blood Leopard’s corpse aside. Just as he was about to continue on, he felt the ground begin to tremble violently.
’Is something big coming?’
Han Yuan paused, taken aback.
BOOM!!!
The next moment.
A foul stench washed over him.
The colossal trees that blotted out the sky came crashing down, kicking up a storm of dust.
Only then did Han Yuan get a clear look at the creature.
It was a monster over ten meters tall.
It had a humanoid body topped with a ferocious, savage pig’s head. Its bristly hair was as black and sharp as steel needles.
In its hand, it carried an incredibly vicious great-cleaver.
Upon seeing Han Yuan, it let out a roar and brought the cleaver down in a devastating slash.
The descending cleaver looked like a black waterfall crashing down from the heavens.
’A Source Evil Seed...’
Han Yuan muttered to himself and threw a punch straight at the massive cleaver.
After stepping into the Celestial Essence Realm, his strength had become unimaginable.
A casual punch from him seemed capable of mobilizing the Power of the Heavenly Dao.
BANG!
When the great-cleaver collided with his fist, it instantly shattered into a cloud of metal shards.
The pig-headed monster froze, stunned.
The next moment.
Han Yuan simply pointed a finger.
An infinite amount of Fire Evil Qi materialized, transforming into countless scorching, terrifying firebirds that descended madly upon the pig-headed monster.
"ARGHHH!"
The pig-headed monster howled in agony, but it was futile.
No matter how thick its hide was, it was rapidly reduced to charcoal under the searing heat of the firebirds.
Before long, the pig-headed monster was a massive fireball, rolling and wailing on the ground, setting a large swath of the giant trees ablaze.
This was no ordinary flame. It was Fire Evil Qi transformed by Primordial Qi, with a terrifying heat approaching that of the Sun Divine Fire. It was no surprise the creature couldn’t withstand it.
A moment later, the pig-headed monster had been completely incinerated.
Han Yuan remained expressionless, but an incredibly violent aura began to radiate from his body.
He was clearly making a show of force to intimidate any other Source Evil Seeds and Evil Demon Seeds active in the Wilderness Jungle.
He couldn’t be bothered with constant interruptions.
Afterwards, Han Yuan continued on his way through the Wilderness Jungle and encountered no further attacks.
Once he had passed through the gloomy jungle, he finally saw the mountain range that soared into the clouds.
The range resembled the outstretched arm of an Ancient God slumbering deep within the earth. The summit was like an open palm, exuding an indescribable sense of mysterious desolation.
’Fat Thief... I’m here.’
Han Yuan murmured, his eyes fixed on the mountains before him.
The next moment, his figure blurred, and he shot straight for the summit.
In mere moments, Han Yuan arrived at the summit.
A massive Bronze Immortal Sect stood in the center of the peak.
The surface of the Bronze Immortal Sect was carved with countless mysterious, star-like patterns that seemed to pulse with some arcane power, connecting it to the unknown depths.
Within the gate, a brilliant light churned.
The moment Han Yuan saw the Bronze Immortal Sect, he felt his body become weightless, and the desire to become an immortal welled up within him.
Fortunately, Han Yuan had experienced this before in the Fat Thief’s dream. He knew the Bronze Immortal Sect itself emitted a bewitching power that compelled one to enter.
Thus, he was mentally prepared.
However, the Bronze Immortal Sect in the dream and the one in the real world were clearly different.
The bewitching power was far, far stronger here.
Even with his preparations, an intense desire still surfaced in his mind.
A strange voice echoed in his mind, telling him that if he just stepped through the Bronze Immortal Sect, he would ascend to immortality.
"There’s no need to bewitch me... I was planning on going in anyway,"
Han Yuan said with a smile.
He quickly adjusted his mental state and, without a shred of hesitation, stepped through the Bronze Immortal Sect.
VMMMM!!
It felt as if he were traversing a vast, starry sky.
In the blink of an eye, Han Yuan found himself in an illusory and mysterious cosmos.
It was exactly as he had seen in the dream.
Wave after wave of deep, terrifying, malicious gazes fell upon him.
Within the illusory cosmos, countless cold, silver lights flickered like strange and cruel eyes, all watching Han Yuan, making no effort to conceal their malice.
The malice washed over Han Yuan like a tidal wave.
It was far more terrifying than in the dream.
Even an Abnormal Person at the Primordial Spirit Realm would likely have their mind swallowed and overwhelmed by this malice, their heart giving birth to fear.
To give birth to such a thought in this place was a terrifying prospect.
Here, one had to remain perfectly lucid at all times, with no openings in their psyche.
Otherwise, they would most likely be contaminated by the Source Seed.