Boom! When the two collided, the void suddenly exploded and layers of ripples began to swell. The power of the explosion was like a nuclear bomb. The powerful impact force distorted the surrounding air, and the sand and stones on the ground were lifted up and flying all over the sky. Everyone retreated one after another, avoiding this powerful force, their eyes full of shock and fear.
"Jiang Yi? What a familiar name." Someone murmured to himself, trying to search for information about this name from his memory.
"The ninth largest bandit in the Northern Region, Jiang Yi!" Finally, someone screamed, his voice full of shock. This name is well-known in the Northern Region. Its infamous reputation has made countless people frightened. Unexpectedly, he would appear here and participate in this battle between the Bronze Immortal Palace.
"Jiang Zhe? Jiang Yi?" Ye Fan repeated these two names, and after a while he said in surprise: "Master, is this ninth largest bandit the uncle of Mr. Jiang, and Xiao Tingting's uncle!" His eyes were full of surprise and doubt. He didn't expect to meet someone who was related to Mr. Jiang's family here.
"It does have such a relationship." Jiang Han nodded lightly, stared at the distance again, and another long rainbow passed by. A trace of thought was revealed in his eyes, as if he was thinking about the connection behind this series of events. In this changing world, every new person and force may change the direction of the situation, and he must always be vigilant and seize every opportunity.
"Brother Jiang, you've started fighting before I arrived. Has someone mentioned your past again?" A burst of laughter went from far to near, and in a blink of an instant, a strong man in black robe appeared beside Jiang Yi. His laughter was cheerful and heroic, as if he could dispel all the haze.
I saw a strong man in black robe holding a pottery jar in his hand, which was ashen, as if he had been pulled out of a mound of soil, which was so old. But after looking closely, this pottery jar is not an ordinary product. The mouth of the jar is like a black hole, and it seems to have a powerful devouring power. The surrounding sky is twisted by it, as if it can be contained. The clay pot exuded a mysterious aura, which made people dare not look directly at it, as if there were endless secrets hidden inside.
"He is the seventh largest bandit in the Northern Region, Tu Tian!" A monk in the field screamed. The appearance of this name caused a stir among the crowd again. Tu Tian, the seventh largest bandit in the Northern Region, was a disgraceful figure, like Jiang Yi. Their appearance made the battle between the Bronze Immortal Palace even more complicated and dangerous. Everyone was speculating about what kind of variables the arrival of these two great enemies would bring to this competition, and what role they would play in this dispute...
As forces from all sides continue to gather, the atmosphere around the Bronze Immortal Palace became increasingly tense, as if a full bow could shoot a fatal arrow at any time. The purple clouds in the sky became increasingly strong, and the outline of the Bronze Immortal Palace was looming in the purple clouds, as if waiting for a suitable opportunity to officially unveil its mysterious veil. In this tense atmosphere, Jiang Han and others quietly observed the development of the situation. They knew that the real battle had just begun...
As everyone was looking forward to it, the outline of the Bronze Immortal Palace became clearer and clearer. Zixia seemed to be pushed away by an invisible hand, revealing the ancient and majestic gate of the Immortal Palace. The door is engraved with mysterious runes, exuding an ancient and powerful aura, as if telling the glory and vicissitudes of the past. At this moment, the Lord of Yaoguang took the lead in action. A light flashed under his feet and flew towards the Bronze Immortal Palace in an instant. Behind him were the powerful men from the Yaoguang Holy Land. They pressed towards the Immortal Palace like a dark cloud.
Seeing this, the Ji family, Jiang family, Yaochi Holy Land and other forces were not willing to be outdone and rushed towards the Bronze Immortal Palace. For a moment, the light in the sky flickered, and the lights of various magic weapons intertwined, forming a gorgeous and dangerous picture. The Peacock King and the Qingjiao King of the Demon Clan looked at each other, and followed closely with the demon army. They exuded powerful demonic power, as if they were about to dye the entire sky with a strange color.
Jiang Han looked at the chaotic scene and a trace of calm flashed in his eyes. He knew that it was not a wise move to rush into the Bronze Immortal Palace at this moment, and there must be countless dangers and unknowns hidden inside. So, he turned to look at Ye Fan, Ji Ziyue and Duan De, and said, "Let's not worry first. After they go in, we will look for opportunities." Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue nodded. They knew that Jiang Han's decisions were often correct. Although Duan De was a little anxious, he did not dare to disobey Jiang Han's orders. He could only watch everyone rush into the Bronze Immortal Palace with a hurried look.
As various forces gradually entered the Bronze Immortal Palace, the atmosphere around them gradually calmed down, but this calmness made people feel even more depressed, as if the tranquility before the storm came. Jiang Han and others were waiting quietly, their eyes fixed on the gate of the Bronze Immortal Palace, ready to enter at the right time.
Suddenly, a loud noise came from the Bronze Immortal Palace, and then a powerful light surged into the sky, illuminating the entire sky. Everyone was shocked, not knowing what was going on inside. A trace of vigilance flashed in Jiang Han's eyes. He knew that this might be that the danger in the Bronze Immortal Palace had begun to erupt, or that someone had triggered some powerful ban.
"Let's go!" Jiang Han said decisively, then flew towards the Bronze Immortal Palace with Ye Fan, Ji Ziyue and Duan De. When they came to the gate of the Bronze Immortal Palace, they found that the gate had been opened by a powerful force, and a mysterious aura was filled with it. Jiang Han walked into the Immortal Palace carefully, and his eyes swept around him vigilantly, ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.
After entering the Immortal Palace, they found that there was a huge space inside. The surrounding walls were carved with various strange patterns and runes, and some ancient objects were placed on the ground, emitting a mysterious light. In the center of the Immortal Palace, there is a huge stone platform. On the stone platform is placed a box emitting golden light, and the box is also engraved with runes, as if guarding the things inside.
"Is there the mother's energy in it?" Ji Ziyue pointed to the box on the stone platform and said excitedly. Jiang Han did not answer, his eyes were full of vigilance, because he felt that there seemed to be some powerful restriction hidden around the box. At this moment, a group of figures suddenly emerged from all directions, which were the forces that had entered the Bronze Immortal Palace before. Their eyes were also staring at the box on the stone platform, with a greedy light flashing in their eyes.
"I discovered this box first, you all back!" The Saint Lord Yaoguang spoke first, with unquestionable majesty in his voice. However, other forces obviously would not obey his orders easily. The head of the Ji family snorted coldly and said, "Why do you say we will retreat if we leave? This Bronze Immortal Palace was brought in together, and there are naturally those who can do it in it."
For a time, the forces of all parties were at a strife and the atmosphere became extremely tense. Jiang Han stood quietly aside, observing the development of the situation. He knew that a fierce battle was about to break out, and he had to find an opportunity in this battle, obtain the mother energy of all things, and complete the system's tasks... In the vast northern region, this land is like a mysterious treasure land, spreading over the five largest source mines in the entire Eastern Wilderness. These source ore are like bright pearls, emitting an attractive light. They are treasures in cultivation resources and contain immeasurable energy. For practitioners, owning source ore is equivalent to having a powerful help to move to a higher level. Because of this, these source ores are firmly occupied by major top forces, becoming an important support and symbol of their strength.
However, driven by interests, some bandit-like existences have emerged on this land. These bandits are apart from the rules and rely on their own strength and ferocity to act recklessly on this land. Among these bandits, there were thirteen people with great strength. They were notorious in the Northern Territory and even the entire Eastern Territory, and were called the Thirteen Bandits. Their existence is like a cancer, bringing more chaos and anxiety to this already full of disputes.
Among these thirteen major bandits, Jiang Yi and Tu Tian were among them. Jiang Yi, the middle-aged man in gray clothes sitting on the skull beast, with iron clothes shining all over his body, holding three blood flags, was known to everyone in the Northern Region for his ferocity and cruelty. And Tu Tian, the strong man in black robe with a beard and holding a gray pottery jar, was also a terrifying figure. In addition, the Qingjiao King of the Demon Clan is also one of the great enemies. His powerful demonic power and fierce means have made countless human practitioners frightened.
"Did you see the pot of the pot in Tu Tian's hand? That's an extreme weapon! This is also the fundamental reason why he was able to be among the thirteen major bandits. With this extreme weapon, almost no one can kill him. With the extremely powerful weapon, it cannot be defeated at all." In the crowd, an experienced old man stared at the pot of the pot in Tu Tian's hand, with a hint of awe and amazement in his voice, introducing the extraordinaryness of this mysterious weapon to the people around him. His words were like a stone thrown into the calm lake, instantly causing a thousand waves and arousing heated discussions among everyone.
"What is an extreme weapon? Is it so terrifying?" A young practitioner looked puzzled, and a curious light flashed in his eyes. In his perception, the power of weapons is certainly different, but I have never heard of such a magical weapon that can make people almost invincible.
"Only weapons refined by ancient emperors can be called extreme weapons. If they can exert their true power, it is unimaginable. Those holy places and ancient families should also have extreme weapons. After all, they have all been passed down from ancient times and have given birth to great emperors." The old man explained patiently, revealing his deep awe of extreme weapons in his eyes. In this world of practice, the ancient emperors were well-known, and the weapons they refined were naturally given extraordinary power.
"There is a record about Tu Tian's pot. It was a great emperor in ancient times. When he was about to die, he used his soul as fire, his flesh and blood as clay, and his legendary endless divine materials to burn it into a pot, thus leaving a supernatural weapon for his descendants." The old man continued to tell the origin of the pot. His voice was low and mysterious, as if telling an ancient and legendary story. Everyone was fascinated by the sound of the emperor making this magical artifact with his supreme power at the end of his life.
"It's a pity that the clay pot lacks a cover and is not complete, otherwise he could have traveled to the Eastern Wilderness with this jar alone. But even if it's only half, as long as he has enough divine power to support it, it's impossible for those present to take him down!" The old man sighed slightly, his words full of regrets. His words made everyone realize the power of this pottery jar more deeply, and also gave a more intuitive feeling of Tu Tian's strength.
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Everyone in the venue began to focus on the gray pot in Tu Tian's hand, and they were talking. Their eyes were either full of awe or greed, but this seemingly ordinary clay pot has now become the focus of everyone's attention.
"Baby, a real baby! If you can get it and combine it into one, then you will be really released!" Duan De stared at the pottery jar, his eyes shining. His greedy eyes seemed to be about to swallow the pot raw, and his saliva almost flowed out. In his heart, this pottery jar was simply the treasure he had always dreamed of. If he could get it, it would surely soar into the sky.
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"Master, is that jar really as mysterious as they said?" Ye Fan looked at Jiang Han and asked. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes. Although he heard everyone's comments, he believed in Jiang Han's judgment more. In his heart, Jiang Han was like a towering mountain, knowing everything and doing everything.
"This pottery jar is called the Demon Swallowing Can, which is transformed from the body of an emperor." Jiang Han smiled indifferently, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes. His voice was calm and steady, as if he was telling something extraordinary. However, he knew in his heart that this seemingly simple pot actually contained a thrilling history, which was transformed from the flesh that the ruthless emperor had lost in his first life.
Buzzing—
At this moment, the purple clouds in the distant sky suddenly surged, and a terrifying aura filled the sky and poured out from top to bottom. The breath seemed to come from the ancient abyss, with endless oppression, which made everyone present feel breathing rapidly and their heartbeats accelerated. Everyone looked up at the sky, their eyes full of fear and expectation.
"Is the Bronze Immortal Palace coming out?" someone murmured to himself, with a hint of trembling in his voice. The Bronze Immortal Palace, a mysterious existence that appears every three thousand years, has always been full of legend. It is like a huge mystery, attracting countless practitioners to continue to try to uncover its mysterious veil.
"It appears every three thousand years, and the records of the Immortal Palace are still in ancient books. This time, no matter whether you get the opportunity or not, as long as you can see the last time with your own eyes, there will be no regrets." (End of this chapter)