I traveled through time and space to become an immortal, but I died at the beginning

Under the constant erosion of the dark blue flame comparable to that of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, the white fan phantom formed by Ling Huan was beginning to show cracks.

Ling Huan gritted his teeth and held on, and just as he was about to speak, the shadow of the white fan cracked with a "ping ping..." sound, and then it shattered.

A dark blue flame rushed in and rushed towards Ling Huan.

"Snapped--"

The sound of a snap of fingers rang out in this space. As it sounded, this space was blocked, and the ashes flying in the air like snowflakes stopped moving.

The ghost Leng Yan, who broke through the white fan's shadow and was rushing towards Ling Huan, was also motionless, hanging in the air.

The Five Elements Flying Swords surrounding Xuan Kun's body also remained motionless.

Xuan Kun maintained an indifferent expression on his face, but his heart was already in turmoil. He pondered fiercely, "What's going on? Space seems to have stopped. This method, this ability, must be... a Divine Transformation cultivator."

While Xuan Kun was thinking, an arrogant and confident male voice sounded.

"Hahaha, this scene is really interesting. I didn't expect to see such an interesting scene shortly after coming out of confinement. It's really interesting... really interesting! Hahahaha..."

In the direction of Hehuan Sect, in the distant sky, a middle-aged man in a black and red robe was coming from south to north.

Although he did not make any movement, his figure was constantly moving back and forth. The distance he moved back and forth was astonishing. In just a short moment, he appeared in the sight of Xuan Kun and Ling Huan.

He was dressed in a black and red robe, had black hair, and was handsome. There was a hint of amusement on his face, and he was playing with a dark red halberd in his hand.

In the pit, Ling Huan, who had already despaired of death, saw this man and his face changed drastically. He was overjoyed. He recognized this man and was about to shout, but found that he could not move at all, let alone make a sound.

The middle-aged man arrived and paused in the air, glancing at the ghostly cold flame. He then looked at Xuan Kun and spoke condescendingly, "Did you do everything that happened to the Hehuan Sect? I just sensed the raging spiritual energy that hadn't dissipated above the Hehuan Sect. But looking at you and that dark blue flame, it doesn't seem like you possess that raging spiritual energy. It's more like the aura of the Infant-Exterminating Pearl."

Then, he looked at the dark red halberd in his hand, shook his head and said, "This must be the life-saving magic weapon of Yu Chen of the Hehuan Sect! The Infant-Exterminating Pearl was used on him. The Hehuan Sect is really useless! He actually died at the hands of an early Nascent Soul stage cultivator. Tell me about it."

"Snapped--"

The man raised his hand and snapped his fingers again. Xuan Kun and Ling Huan immediately felt that they could speak without waiting for Xuan Kun to speak.

Ling Huan, who had already thought of what he was going to say, excitedly said respectfully, "I am Ling Huan from the Hehuan Sect. I pay my respects to Ancestor Lieyang. Everything that happened to our Hehuan Sect was caused by them. However, this person is only in the early Nascent Soul stage. Even with this ghost fire and the Infant-Exterminating Pearl, he will definitely not be able to kill Senior Brother Yuchen. He must have accomplices. I ask Ancestor to investigate and kill him and his accomplices together."

When he saw Lieyang, it was like seeing the hope of life. After all, as long as Lieyang was here, he knew that he was safe and would not die today.

However, he did not dare to retort Lieyang's evaluation of the Hehuan Sect and could only blame it on Xuan Kun and his accomplices.

"Haha~"

Lieyang was playing with the dark red halberd in his hand, but he chuckled at Ling Huan's words.

Then, his expression remained unchanged, and he said with dignity, "Oh! Friend, if it really happened, wouldn't I be unaware of it? Or do I need you, an ant whose sect has been destroyed and who is now a prisoner, to tell me?"

The powerful spiritual consciousness of the early stage of transformation was like real endless lava, covering the space around Ling Huan, oppressing him, and transmitting Lieyang's words into the sea of ​​​​spiritual soul, echoing in the sea of ​​​​spiritual soul.

Ling Huan immediately held his head in his hands, his face dull, his eyes wide, and he muttered to himself with difficulty: "Uh uh..., no... no... I dare not..., Ancestor Lieyang, I... will never dare to do it again... uh... ah..."

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Lieyang snorted coldly, and his powerful spiritual consciousness retreated instantly.

The pressure from the incarnation's divine consciousness came and went quickly. In an instant, Ling Huan recovered from the pain that was so severe that it felt like his soul was about to explode. He looked at Lieyang in fear and said no more, fearing that he would suffer the same scene again.

Ling Huan participated in the battle between Yin Yang Sect and Xuantian Kingdom sixteen years ago. The leader of Yin Yang Sect was this old ancestor Lieyang.

Although Ling Huan had heard that this old ancestor Lieyang had a strange temper, he had never come into contact with him. After all, with his strength at the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he was not worthy of standing in front of Lieyang and talking to him alone.

Now, it was their first real one-on-one meeting. After being tricked by Lieyang, he was extremely terrified of the ancestor of the Yin-Yang Sect.

"You are just a sect that was raised by my Yin-Yang Divine Sect, yet you dare to speak to me like this? Are you so used to being raised in a free-range manner that you don't know how to treat your master?"

After hearing Lieyang's words, Ling Huan, whose heart was already filled with fear, hurriedly said respectfully, "I dare not."

Lieyang raised a hint of playfulness between his eyebrows, glanced at Ling Huan and stopped looking at him. Lieyang knew that the previous move had already made him shut up.

Then he looked at Xuan Kun as if he were an ant and said with a chuckle, "Haha, it's your turn."

Xuan Kun looked at the middle-aged man who looked down on him. He had never looked at him directly since he appeared.

But this person has his capital. From the moment he appeared, Xuan Kun guessed that he must be a Divine Transformation cultivator, because Xuan Kun had also come into contact with several Divine Transformation cultivators. And judging from the feeling from this person and the means he displayed, he must be one too.

I also learned from Ling Huan that this person's name was Lieyang, and he was also called the ancestor by Ling Huan. He must be a cultivator who has reached the state of Divine Transformation of the Yin-Yang Divine Sect.

Xuan Kun's heart was extremely cold at this moment, because he knew that he had no chance of escaping from the hands of the powerful God Transformation cultivator, just like Lieyang, the God Transformation cultivator, was so relaxed and at ease with him, because Lieyang knew and was confident that Xuan Kun could not escape from his palm, killing Xuan Kun was as easy as killing an ant.

Xuan Kun suppressed his fear and composed himself, saying respectfully, "Senior, what do you want me to say? With your methods and knowledge, you must have known or guessed all of my methods. Is there anything else I can tell you?"

Lieyang saw Xuan Kun's surprisingly calm expression when facing him, and couldn't help but laugh. "Hahaha~, Xuan Kun, huh? He's truly a rare talent! Facing my ancestor, he's so incredibly calm. This doesn't seem like the behavior of an early Nascent Soul cultivator facing a powerful Divine Transformation cultivator!"

His face then turned from confusion to interest, then turned sinister and said, "I'm very curious. As an early Nascent Soul cultivator, what have you experienced? What have you seen to develop such a personality? Let me see how tough you are."