It was May, and it had been more than ten days since the end of the Nine Sects Competition.

During this period, many martial artists and sect disciples left one after another, but many more stayed for the time being.

Because the real show isn't over yet.

At the final top ten challenge that day, Han Chen did not spare the slightest hand and killed Ye Youming, and then Ye Jiuyin shot angrily, but it spread throughout Turbulent Wind City, and many people still remember it clearly.

The Netherworld Sect is a seventh-grade upper-level sect, second only to the Nine Great Sects, and Ye Youming is its young sect master, Ye Jiuyin's only son.

The revenge of killing his son, how could Ye Jiuyin reveal it?

And this is exactly the case, although Han Chen finally won the top position of the Nine Sects Competition and was protected by the Nine Great Sects, Ye Jiuyin did not stop because of this.

The news that the Nether Sect had begun to send a large number of disciples, and even sent elders, had already spread in Troubled Wind City a few days ago.

Obviously, the Netherworld Sect was about to make a move against Han Chen!

Even, the Netherworld Sect once released a high-profile message, saying that it would kill Han Chen outside Chaos Wind City.

In this way, in the past ten days, the entire Turbulent Wind City has been known to everyone, and even some of the big cities and sects in the surrounding vicinity have been rumored.

Everyone knew that the Netherworld Sect was going to go too far with this young man, but he defeated a million geniuses and sat down on the first throne of the young generation in the Chaotic Wind Domain.

One is a scattered cultivation genius from the Waste Domain 'Purple Cloud Domain', and the other is a seventh-grade high-level sect that has been famous for a long time in the Chaotic Wind Domain. With such a good show, how can people leave?

At noon, the restaurant was full of diners, and it was very lively.

"It's been more than ten days, why hasn't there been any movement at all?" a warrior raised his head and poured a large sip of spirits, snorting wine.

"Damn, I've been waiting for more than ten days, and the inn alone has cost Lao Tzu almost a hundred top-grade spirit cores, if you don't fight again, Lao Tzu won't wait!" Another martial artist also poured a sip of spirits. Rough voice.

"It's no problem here for the Nether Sect. After all, Ye Youming was the only son of Ye Jiuyin, and during this time, many Netherworld Sect disciples could often be seen moving around. It's Han Chen's side, it's a little uncertain, I haven't seen anyone for so many days," a martial artist frowned and said.

"I'm cǎo. This guy can't be running away, is he?"

"The Sword Sect powerhouse is capable of tearing through space. Perform a shuttle rush. With those elders of the Nine Great Sects here, if Han Chen wanted to escape, he would simply be unaware!"

Hear this man's words. Some of the other martial artists around suddenly stood up and said one after another.

"Hmph, are you Ye Jiuyin an idiot? People wouldn't have thought of this? This time, there are a total of five Sword Sect elders from the Netherworld Sect, plus Ye Jiuyin has six Sword Sect realm powerhouses, with these six people, as long as the Nine Great Sects dare to tear the space, they will be detected immediately, and then they may be able to do it directly in the city!" At this time, a young martial artist sneered and said, "Don't underestimate Ye Jiuyin, if he is really in a hurry, he really has the courage to do so." ”

"My son is dead, and even the queen is dead, what else dare you not do!"

People turned their heads to look at it, and immediately recognized the identity of this young martial artist, who was actually the seventh-rank high-level sect, the great disciple of the Flame Valley, Zhao Lie.

The strength is extremely strong, and in this Nine Sects Competition, he reached the top 32.

"In my opinion, this Han Chen should have taken advantage of this time to use those three opportunities to enter the Heart Refining Valley to improve his state of mind cultivation, so there has been no news!" Ignoring people's eyes, Zhao Lie picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and then said slowly: "Now that more than ten days have passed, I think these three opportunities are almost exhausted, at most there are three more days, this Han Chen should also appear, and at that time, it is also the time for the Netherworld Sect to start!"

"If that's the case, so be it!"

"Since Zhao Gongzi said so, then why don't I wait for three more days!"

The warriors around spoke out one after another

Regarding the discussion from the outside world, Han Chen didn't know that at this time, he had already finished his third trip to the Heart Refining Valley, and was meditating, recovering the only trace of damage in his mind.

Time passed slowly, the sun was setting, and it was already dusk in a blink of an eye, and the remnant sun was setting in the west, shining through the open window, pulling Han Chen's figure obliquely.

With slow breathing, his eyes slightly dilated, and his chest slightly undulating, Han Chen didn't wake up.

More than an hour later, it was already night, and the moonlight was shining and the breeze was blowing, bringing a hint of coldness to the house.

Call!

At a certain moment, Han Chen's eyelids trembled slightly, his eyes slowly opened, and he opened his mouth and exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, "Finally fully recovered!"

"How is it? How do you feel?" At this time, Guiguzi's figure slowly emerged on the table, looking at Han Chen, and said playfully.

"I don't want to encounter this kind of illusion experience again!" Han Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This third trip to the Heart Refining Valley, although his state of mind cultivation has improved a lot, he has fully improved two major realms plus two small realms, making Han Chen's state of mind cultivation jump from the peak of the second three-star sword king to the mid-stage realm of the six-star sword king.

Such a harvest is amazing.

It's just that kind of illusion, but Han Chen really doesn't want to experience it again.

Speaking of which, Han Chen was extremely lucky, because the illusion he encountered for the third time was actually the kind that Yun Hong and others said, which did not need to fight, but to cultivate the mind with meditation and refine the heart with the heart.

It's just a little different.

The illusion he encountered this time was a completely dark space, without a trace of light, without a trace of sound, and without the end of space.

It's like another world, and in that world, Han Chen is the only life.

If it was just that, Han Chen wouldn't be so avoidant, after all, he had long been used to loneliness, and he wouldn't feel lonely at all.

No matter how accustomed to loneliness is, there will be a limit, after all, Han Chen is a human being, and his state of mind cultivation is not strong enough to be that kind of Cheng dù.

Especially in the illusion realm, Han Chen's cultivation strength. As well as all the qiē about cultivation, they were sealed, so that he could not use cultivation and enlightenment to pass the time and distract him at all.

Even the feeling of sleepiness, hunger, and thirst made it impossible for him to rest.

I can't cultivate, I can't rest, and I don't feel any discomfort, just like this, I am in a world of endless darkness.

It felt like being abandoned by the whole world.

Especially time in a fantasy. compared to the outside world. It also seems to be thousands of times longer.

And at that time, Han Chen also began to understand how this illusion realm improved his state of mind cultivation.

Lonely!

The endless dark world of Tongguò magnifies the loneliness in the warrior's heart infinitely. Let the warrior be in boundless solitude. Deeply tormented. Thus elevating the state of mind.

In the illusion, Han Chen couldn't feel the passage of time, he could only feel that a long, long time had passed. The wind of the heart candle blows, and the body is twisted to estimate the time of the outside world.

On the second trip to the Heart Refining Valley, his state of mind cultivation was improved to the peak of the three-star Sword King, and compared to the first time, his endurance for the wind of the heart candle was also stronger, reaching the twelfth wave of Cheng Dù.

The wind of twelve waves of heart candles, that is, the time of twelve incense sticks, is an endless torment for Han Chen in the illusion.

During this period, he thought countless times about ending this illusion by killing himself, but he survived countless times.

It wasn't until the twelfth wave of Heart Candle Wind blew that Han Chen drew his sword and ended his life and retreated from the illusion.

"One stick of incense is two months, and twelve sticks of incense is two years, it's really a terrifying illusion," Han Chen shook his head and said.

And after leaving the illusion, Han Chen also understood the proportion of time in the illusion and the time outside.

"If it weren't for the hard work and patience in that illusion, how could your strength have improved so quickly?" Guiguzi said with a smile.

For Han Chen, the improvement of his state of mind cultivation represents an increase in strength, because for him, as long as his state of mind cultivation is improved, his strength will soon follow.

"That's right!" Han Chen nodded, turned his head to look at the bright moon above the sky outside the window, then retracted his gaze, exhaled lightly, and said, "The three chances to enter the Heart Refining Valley have been exhausted, and the state of mind cultivation has also been improved as desired!"

"Next, it's time to improve your strength!"

The voice fell, Han Chen raised his hand and flicked it on the empty ring, the ghostly light flickered, and one by one the Red Desolate Fruits were taken out of the empty ring, lined up, a total of five, and placed neatly on the bed in front of him.

His gaze swept over these Red Desolate Fruits, Han Chen nodded, although there were only four red lines on the skin of these five Red Desolate Fruits, the year was not only four thousand years, but close to five thousand years, and it was the best four thousand years of ordinary Red Desolate Fruits.

At the same time, it is also the best quality among the four thousand years of Red Wilderness Fruit that Han Chen has.

As for the other 3,000 or 4,000 parts of the Mortal Red Desolate Fruit, under Han Chen's repeated devouring, the effect has been weakened to a rather amazing Cheng dù, and it is only a waste to swallow it, it is better to stay and keep it for the future in case of emergency.

As for the five thousand years of Red Desolation Fruit, Han Chen didn't have much, only nine, and looking at the color, the vintage was not low, it was already close to six thousand years, and the quality was excellent, and Han Chen was not willing to use it.

Of course, if these five 4,000-year-old Red Desolation Fruits were not enough, he would still take them out.

After all, no matter how precious a genius treasure is, it can only be useful if it is devoured and refined.

Retracting his gaze, Han Chen closed his eyes slightly, breathed a little, and raised his state to the peak, then his eyes opened, without the slightest hesitation, his right hand probed, directly grabbed a Red Desolate Fruit, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Boom!

The throat rolls and swallows whole.

Rumble!

The Red Desolate Fruit fell into its belly, and soon, a wave of majestic and astonishing violent energy erupted.

In this regard, Han Chen had already been prepared, and as soon as his mind moved, the "Yama Emperor Quenching Body Sutra" instantly operated in his body, and suddenly burst out with a fierce suction force, pulling the majestic energy into the meridians, and began to operate Zhou Tian Refining, integrating into the flesh and blood muscles and bones everywhere in the body, and then using the method of refining to refine the flesh body.

At the same time, Han Chen's left hand flicked his fingers, and in the sound of 'whoosh', one after another high-grade spirit cores exuding a rich aura flew out of the empty ring and fell around Han Chen.

There are thousands of high-grade spirit cores. directly filled the entire bed, and even superimposed several layers before all of them were placed.

After doing this, Han Chen was dedicated to two purposes, while running the "Yama Emperor Quenching Body Sutra" to refine the Red Desolate Fruit and refine the physical body. The "Cold Snow Sword Technique" also worked quickly in Han Chen's body.

Suddenly, streams of rich heaven and earth aura erupted from the nearly a thousand top-grade spiritual cores around them, turning into bands of spiritual qi and pouring into Han Chen's body.

Then it was carried by the "Cold Snow Sword Technique" to be refined by Zhou Tian. Poured into the dantian cyclone. Fusion into the true element.

Han Chen has always adhered to both internal and external cultivation, which is also the main reason why he has always been able to fight beyond the ranks, so improved. Naturally, both are lifted together.

Rumble!

About an hour later. A roar rang in my ears. Han Chen's body shook slightly.

"I didn't expect that the breakthrough of physical strength was so difficult, and it consumed half of the Red Desolate Fruit. Only then did he push the Yama Emperor Quenching Body Sutra to the middle of the Eight Heavens, thus entering the Sword King Realm!" Feeling the sudden increase in the powerful power in his body, Han Chen said secretly in his heart.

As early as the time of the Red Desolate Secret Realm, with the help of the effect of the Red Desolate Fruit, Han Chen had already pushed the "Yama Emperor Quenching Body Sutra" to the early stage of the Seven Heavens. After cultivating in the 100,000 Great Mountains, he pushed it to the peak of the Seven Heavens. This time, he participated in the Nine Sects Competition, and in the Nawu True Building, he broke through and pushed it to the early stage of the Eight Heavens. And now, because of this half of the Red Desolate Fruit, it has reached the mid-stage realm of the Eight Heavens.

Without any more cranky thoughts in his heart, Han Chen's mind was calm, and he continued to refine the Red Desolate Fruit, absorbing the spiritual energy in the high-grade spiritual core, and began to improve both internally and externally.

Another hour passed, and the remaining half of the Red Desolate Fruit was refined, and the realm of the "Yama Emperor Quenching Body Sutra" improved, but it was not too obvious, but the physical strength was raised to the mid-stage realm of the one-star Sword King.

Without the slightest hesitation, Han Chen raised his hand and grabbed another Red Desolate Fruit, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it with a 'grunt'.

Compared with the first one, this second one takes less time to refine, and it takes less than two hours to completely refine.

"The Yama Emperor Quenching Body Sutra has been pushed up to the late stage of the Eight Heavens, and it is still a little short of the peak. Han Chen's brows furrowed slightly, this effect was lower than he expected.

"The physical strength has reached the early stage of the two-star Sword King!"

After inspecting the cultivation of his physical body, Han Chen groaned slightly, and then grabbed a Red Desolate Fruit and stuffed it into his mouth.

Swallow into your stomach and refine quickly.

An hour later, the True Yuan in Han Chen's body had finally reached the peak of the one-star Sword King under the infusion of nearly a thousand high-grade spirit cores, and at this time, because his physical body cultivation had broken through and entered the two-star Sword King realm, the bottleneck in his body had disappeared, so he did not stagnate in the slightest.

With a 'boom', there was a shock in the body, the cyclone in the dantian expanded in a circle, the true yuan was even stronger, and the crystal clear ice spikes above the sword gall also changed from thirty-five to thirty-two!

This indicates that Han Chen's True Yuan cultivation has also advanced to the early stage of the two-star Sword King.

When he broke through, the breath couldn't be controlled, and it exploded, and the tables, chairs and furniture in the room were instantly shaken into sawdust.

In this regard, Han Chen's mind only woke up slightly when he broke through, and then sank into cultivation again.

Half an hour later, this third Red Desolate Fruit was also completely refined.

"The Yama Emperor Quenching Body Sutra has only been pushed to the peak of the Eight Heavens, but it has not broken through, and even the physical strength has only been promoted to the peak of the middle stage of the two-star Sword King!"

Raising his gaze, looking at the two remaining Red Desolate Fruits in front of him, he exhaled lightly, shook his head and said, "Four thousand years is four thousand years after all, even if it is close to five thousand years, it is still four thousand years!"

Because of the weakening of the effect of the 3,000-year-old and the ordinary 4,000-year-old Red Desolation Fruit, the effect of these five Red Desolate Fruits is also weakened among the 4,000-year pieces.

This only made it only swallow three pieces, and the effect has dropped by nearly half.

Han Chen didn't continue to swallow any more, raised his hand and waved his hand, and put the remaining two pieces away directly.

These two Red Desolation Fruits have little effect on him, but to others, they still have a miraculous effect.

Immediately after, he raised his hand again, and a golden red desolate fruit with nine red lines floating on the skin appeared in his hand.

Nine thousand years, close to 10,000 years of spiritual products red desolate fruit.

Looking at the Red Desolate Fruit in his hand, Han Chen really wanted to swallow it in one gulp, but in the end he suppressed the thought.

The energy contained in the Nine Thousand Years Red Desolation Fruit was amazing, and Han Chen was not sure if he would be able to completely refine it before he promoted his cultivation to the Six-Star Sword King.

Besides, he still had the nine Five Thousand Year Red Desolate Fruit in his hand now, so there was no need to consume this spiritual product Red Desolate Fruit right now.

The most important of these is that even if Han Chen stepped into the Sword Emperor Realm, this spiritual grade Red Desolate Fruit would still be effective and would not be weakened in the slightest, while the Five Thousand Year Red Desolate Fruit would be weakened a lot due to the difference in strength.

He turned over his hand and put this spiritual product Red Desolate Fruit into the empty ring, and then turned over his hand and took out a 5,000-year-old Red Desolate Fruit.

Boom!

Put it in your mouth and swallow it.

The energy contained in the 5,000-year-old Red Wilderness Fruit is not comparable to that of the 4,000-year-old Red Wilderness Fruit.

As the sun rose and sunset, it took Han Chen eight hours to completely refine and absorb it.

"The Yama Emperor Quenching Body Sutra has been pushed to the mid-stage realm of the Nine Heavens, and the strength of the physical body has also reached the mid-stage realm of the three-star Sword King, which has improved by a whole big realm!"

After checking his own improvement slightly, Han Chen swallowed another one and sank into cultivation again.

Boom, boom, boom

Both internal and external cultivation went hand in hand, and the deafening roar continued to sound in Han Chen's ears. (To be continued......)