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

Having decided on his next move, Jiang Han took a step forward, his body transforming into lightning and disappearing in a flash, instantly bridging the distance between them and appearing directly in front of the Star Destroyer.

As he moved, the strange phenomenon above slowly dissipated, and the endless tower that spanned the three realms gradually turned into specks of light and disappeared into the void.

At the same time, the small tower within Jiang Han's sea of ​​consciousness solidified a bit, and a faint sense of pressure emanated from it.

Seeing Jiang Han suddenly appear in front of him, Meng Qinghong was clearly stunned for a moment, and then a deep look of surprise welled up in his eyes.

What a great speed!

The tribulation's range was 30,000 li, and with the fact that they had retreated several thousand li earlier, the distance between the two sides was about 20,000 li.

A distance of 20,000 li would take half a breath for an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to cover at full strength, and an instant for a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

But Jiang Han appeared in front of him in an instant. This speed was faster than that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and even almost caught up with the speed of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

The opponent has only just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage. He is not yet familiar with his body and his condition is not at its peak, yet he can have such speed and such stable control. Once he stabilizes his realm, his speed will definitely be even faster than it is now.

After many days, a smile finally appeared on Meng Qinghong's face.

This is good. At least we don't have to worry about Jiang Han being captured, and he can act freely to deal with the others.

"Disciple Jiang Han greets Junior Grandmaster."

Jiang Han's words startled Meng Qinghong so much that his eyelids twitched. The usually composed and reserved chief of the Sword Sect was so shocked that he waved his hands repeatedly.

"Hey, hey, hey... Junior Brother Jiang, don't talk nonsense. Just call me Senior Brother. Please don't say those two words again."

With Jiang Han's monstrous talent, he is destined to be taken in as a disciple of the Tribulation Transcending Master after his ascension, and may very well become the next Tribulation Transcending Ancestor.

If his master finds out that Jiang Han called him "Grandmaster," who knows what kind of punishment he'll give him.

"Yes, Senior Brother Meng, thank you for protecting me." Jiang Han bowed again in gratitude.

This time, Meng Qinghong accepted it readily, and then took the initiative to introduce himself:

"This is Xing Xuanzhi, a descendant of the Star Destiny lineage of the Heavenly Destiny Palace. The one who is imprisoned over there is Luo Li, a direct disciple of the Tribulation Crossing Sect of the Yin Yang Dao Palace. Our three sects have a good relationship, so you can call me Fellow Daoist or Senior Sister if you like."

Meng Qinghong became more relaxed and spoke much more casually.

Jiang Han bowed to the two of them again: "Senior Sister Xing, Senior Sister Luo."

These two have been protecting him before, so it's always good to be polite.

Xing Xuanzhi nodded in return, while Luo Li sized Jiang Han up and down, clicking her tongue and shaking her head.

"No wonder so many people came looking for you. You are indeed exceptionally talented. I'm afraid you'll catch up with the rest of us in a few years."

"Hey~ I heard you almost joined the Yin Yang Sect before. In a way, we're fellow disciples who haven't even entered the sect yet. So, how about it? Are you interested in coming to the Yin Yang Dao Palace now? I can make the decision..."

"Luo Li! Don't think I can't do anything to you just because you're hiding in the star map."

Meng Qinghong gave a low shout, and Luo Li quickly chuckled and shut her mouth, but secretly winked and raised an eyebrow at Jiang Han, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Jiang Han pretended not to see it and replied, "Thank you for your kindness, Fellow Daoist Luo. I am now a member of the Sword Sect and will not switch to another sect."

Luo Li helplessly spread her hands: "Fine, you're really holding a grudge. You've gone from being a senior sister to a fellow Daoist?"

"Deserved it."

Xing Xuanzhi rarely showed a smile.

Meng Qinghong was also in a great mood, but it didn't last long, because he sensed an aura rapidly approaching. The aura was undisguised and could be detected from tens of thousands of miles away.

"It is Cloud Wind Bamboo."

Xing Xuanzhi spoke solemnly: "The people from the Holy Sect and the other three sects arrived long ago, but they have not shown themselves in full yet. They must be plotting something. We cannot let our guard down."

Meng Qinghong also explained to Jiang Han, "The various sects have been coveting the Thunder Spirit Root for a long time, and many of them are thinking of taking you back. If you encounter people from other sects, you must be very careful."

Jiang Han nodded, then asked, "How strong are they?"

Meng Qinghong explained, "The seven leaders are all personal disciples of the Tribulation Transcending Ancestor, with late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation. In addition, each of them has their own life-saving trump cards, so their strength is comparable to ours. They are not afraid of even encountering a Nascent Soul Great Perfection cultivator."

"As for the others, there are more than a dozen mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and most of the rest are early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. However, they are all outstanding members of their respective sects. Their strength cannot be judged solely by their cultivation level. They each have many hidden trump cards, and it is common for them to fight opponents of higher levels."

In addition, there are several newly appointed prodigies from various sects, whose strength is no less than that of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. If you encounter them, be extremely careful; run if you can, and don't linger in battle.

After saying that, he added, "If a fight really breaks out, we will hold them off, and you can take the opportunity to escape. With your speed, once you leave Xuandao Mountain, they won't be able to do anything to you."

It wasn't that he underestimated Jiang Han's strength, but rather that the other party had just broken through and was far from being at his peak. If he were caught in a group battle, he might not be able to escape.

The safest approach is to break through the encirclement with unexpected speed.

"I understand." Jiang Han nodded knowingly.

He disliked the feeling of being coveted again.

As for running away, he felt he didn't need to. As a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who had undergone Tribulation Transcending, he might not be a match for him now.

However, he might not be unable to fight against cultivators in the mid-stage or early-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

None of the previous five prodigies could fight him at full strength, so encountering these prodigies from the upper realms is a good opportunity to hone his skills.

As they were speaking, three streaks of light approached, and upon landing, they revealed the figures of Yun Fengzhu and his two companions.

"Greetings, fellow Daoists. This must be Jiang Han. Oh, no, I should address him as fellow Daoist now."

Yun Fengzhu, with a kind smile on his face, bowed to Jiang Han and said:

"I am Yun Fengzhu of the Meteor Saint Sect. May I ask if you are Fellow Daoist Jiang Han?"

Meteorite Holy Sect...

Jiang Han glanced at Li Jingqiu, they nodded to each other, and then returned the greeting, saying, "It is indeed I."

Meng Qinghong stepped forward: "Fellow Daoist Yun, please speak frankly if you have something to say, don't waste time."

Yun Fengzhu glanced at the other person with a hint of helplessness and said:

"Fellow Daoist Meng, please don't be nervous. I have only heard that Fellow Daoist Jiang has some misunderstandings with Lingtian Sect. I have come here today to work together with Fellow Daoist Jiang to resolve this matter."

Upon hearing this, Meng Qinghong frowned.

Everyone knows that the hatred between Jiang Han and Lingtian Sect cannot be resolved overnight. For Yun Fengzhu to say such things at this time is simply nonsense.

No, that's not right, he's stalling for time!

A sudden sense of alarm arose in Meng Qinghong's heart, and a sword rang in his ears as he unleashed a sword light that slashed vertically into the void to his right.

The sword light pierced the sky like a crescent moon, and when it struck, the void trembled, and faint spatial cracks appeared.

But at that moment, a brownish-blue hand, gleaming with cold light, reached out from the void, grabbed the sword light, and crushed it with a single grip.