Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Zhao Imperial City, Teleport Square.

There were many monks sitting cross-legged near the square. A rough glance showed that there were at least tens of thousands of them. They gathered in groups of three or five, discussing the Taiyi Secret Realm that was about to be opened. There were also some loners who sat alone in the corner with their eyes closed to rest.

During this period, monks continued to come from afar, and they would shout loudly when they met people they knew.

Most of these were independent cultivators or cultivators from small sects. In order to save some spirit stones, they did not stay at the inn but gathered here instead, waiting for the secret realm to open.

The teleportation array in the center of the square was much quieter and had not been opened for a long time.

After all, only the monks from large sects with wealthy families and who control most of the resources have extra spirit stones to squander.

Or perhaps the distance is too far, and in order to come to the secret realm to seek some opportunities, one has to reluctantly use the teleportation array.

With a flash of white light, Jiang Han and the other two appeared in the teleportation array.

Jiang Han was dressed in a purple robe, with a calm expression. His long hair was casually draped behind his head, swaying slightly in the wind, making him look elegant and noble.

Bai Mujian and Du Yucheng were both dressed in black, and there was a hint of arrogance in the coldness between their eyebrows.

The two of them protected Jiang Han on the left and right, adding some intimidating aura to Jiang Han.

Around their waists, the three men all wore purple jade pendants that symbolized their status as direct disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect. The jade pendants emitted a faint purple glow, with faint crackling sounds of thunder.

This is the image that Bai Mujian specially arranged for Jiang Han. A direct disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect should be so high-profile.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell from the way they were dressed that these people were not to be trifled with, and could also recognize at a glance that Jiang Han was the one with the highest status among the three.

From the moment they appeared, the huge square suddenly became quiet and countless monks turned to look.

However, they only dared to take a cursory glance. After recognizing the jade pendants that symbolized the identities of several people, they immediately exclaimed, lowered their heads and dared not look again, and turned to whisper to their companions.

"Welcome fellow Daoists from the Purple Sky Sword Sect to the Imperial City of Zhao."

A red-robed figure stood in front of the teleportation array and bowed to several people.

"I am the third prince of Zhao State, Zhao Changning." He quickly glanced at a few people and set his gaze on Jiang Han.

"I don't know how to call you a friend?"

"My name is Jiang Han." Jiang Han nodded and asked:

"Friend Zhao, when will the secret realm open?"

Zhao Changning saw that the other two had no intention of speaking, so he didn't care and said with a smile:

"So it's Brother Jiang. The secret realm will open at midnight tomorrow night, when the moon is full and the yin is strong."

"Everyone, please follow me to Yingxian Palace to rest for a while. I will go there myself before the secret realm opens. Please come with me."

"No need." Jiang Han said, raised his hand and released the Star-Destroying Boat.

"boom--"

The warship was just hanging in the air when an invisible force quickly spread out in all directions. The discussions in the field disappeared in an instant and became extremely quiet.

"We will rest on our own and wait for the secret realm to open. If there is nothing important, please do not disturb us."

"Wow! What a big ship!" An exclamation was heard in the square.

"Shut up! You're the only one who talks too much!"

The old man held down the young man who was traveling with him and bowed to the three of them in apology.

Jiang Han turned his head and took a look. Wherever his eyes fell, all the cultivators lowered their heads and avoided him.

He glanced at the young man and wanted to say something, but suddenly remembered what Bai Mujian said, asking him to speak less and maintain his dignity, so he stopped looking at him.

But he always felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and he didn't like it.

But he knew that Bai Mujian was really doing it for his own good. Even though he didn't like it, he didn't know whether he should refuse.

Zhao Changning looked up blankly at the Star-Destroying Ship hanging on the side, his breathing becoming a little rapid.

Although he didn't recognize the grade of warship this was, its power was enough to frighten him!

"At least it's an Earth-class warship!"

There was some fear in his eyes. It was rumored that the Earth-grade warships had combat power comparable to that of a powerful Yuanying warrior.

Among his many guests, there are only three Yuanying powerhouses. If he can have an Earth-grade warship, his strength will surely increase greatly, and he will have more confidence when fighting for the throne.

But this is just the vehicle of a direct disciple of the Purple Sky Sword Sect. When will our Zhao State ever have such power...

No, Jiang Han!

He was frightened and his body trembled as he quickly woke up. When he looked at the young man in front of him again, he didn't dare to be as casual as before.

Although he was shocked, he was a prince after all, so he quickly reacted. There was more caution in his eyes, and he saluted solemnly and said:

"Yes, Brother Jiang, please feel free to do as you please. I will be waiting in the square. If Brother Jiang has any instructions, you can call me at any time."

Jiang Han nodded without saying anything more, and flew into the warship with the two of them.

As they entered, the protective formation quickly activated, covering the warship.

“It’s even more powerful!”

Zhao Changning raised his head, his gaze following the warship as it continued to rise until it reached a height of one hundred meters. Then, with a loud bang, the warship suddenly stopped for a moment.

"We encountered a no-fly formation." Zhao Changning whispered.

"I wonder if this warship can break through the restricted air formation..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud explosion, a faint red light flashed in the air, and the anti-air formation collapsed in an instant.

The warship continued to rise until it reached 200 meters, then stopped.

"What a powerful warship! The anti-air formation can only block it for a moment!"

He was even more shocked. This forbidden air formation was extremely difficult to break through even for a Yuanying stage expert. He didn't expect that it could only stop the warship for a moment!

He pondered for a moment, called the guards and gave them an order, then walked to a pavilion nearby and sat down, keeping an eye on the movements of the warships.

Several monks soon flew over from a distance. Judging from their attire, they should be members of the Zhao royal family.

They were startled for a moment when they saw the warship, then avoided the warship from a distance and flew towards Zhao Changning.

"Third Prince, I just discovered that the forbidden air formation has been broken."

An old man landed in front of Zhao Changning and looked at the warship in the air with great vigilance.

"What is this warship?"

"The direct disciple of Zixiao Sword Sect is here in person." Zhao Changning said.

"This matter could be big or small, I hope Elder Wang won't make it public."

Hearing the title of Zixiao Sword Sect's direct disciple, Elder Wang was startled, but then he understood and said:

"No wonder he's so overbearing."

After saying that, he moved closer and asked in a low voice:

"Does the Third Prince know which of your disciples has come here? May I pay you a visit?"

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate." Zhao Changning looked hesitant.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang wants to meditate in seclusion, so it's best for us not to disturb him."

"Fellow Daoist Jiang? Could it be... that person?"

Elder Wang's eyes flickered slightly, and then he bowed towards the warship and said to Zhao Changning:

"In that case, I will take my leave."

Zhao Changning bowed and saw them off respectfully. After they left, he walked to a pavilion nearby and sat down.

"Jiang Han, could he be the one rumored to have overwhelmed countless peers in the Lingyuan Secret Realm, possessing unparalleled talent and breaking through to the Jindan stage in battle? That's the new disciple of Sect Master Lei, Jiang Han?"

"Hiss~ He is indeed an unrivaled genius. In just a few months, he has already reached the middle stage of the Core Formation Stage. This cultivation speed is truly terrifying."

Zhao Changning took a deep breath, thinking about how he had practiced for nearly fifty years before he could form a pill.

But even so, in the Zhao royal family, it is already a superior qualification, but compared with Jiang Han, this qualification is simply not worth mentioning.

"If we can get his help, the chances of success this time will probably be 50% higher."

"but……"

His eyes flashed as he looked deeply at the warship, then he frowned and closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Oh, what a grand ceremony." A defiant voice suddenly came from the side.

Zhao Changning turned his head and when he saw the black and white Taoist robe clearly, his face suddenly changed and he quickly stood up to greet him.

"Welcome fellow Taoists from the Yin-Yang Sect to the Imperial City of Zhao."

"I am the third prince of Zhao State, Zhao Changning..."

"Master Cheng!"

A figure rushed over quickly from a distance, but the voice arrived before the person arrived, forcefully interrupting Zhao Changning's words.

"I didn't know that Master Cheng was coming. I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I hope Master Cheng won't blame me."

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Zhao."

Cheng Xuanming glanced at the visitor and sneered:

"Look at this! The Purple Sky Sword Sect is putting on quite a show. They've even brought out their Heavenly-class warships and ignored the forbidden air formation. They've practically trampled on the reputation of your Zhao royal family."

He tapped the folding fan in his hand, and a hint of amusement hung on his handsome face:

"Do you know which peak's disciple is coming this time? How could he be so ignorant of etiquette?"