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

"This token?"

Wang Yanshi carefully sensed the aura emanating from the token, then looked up at the pavilion before him, vaguely guessing what was happening. His breath caught in his throat, and he asked urgently:

"Could this token... be the key to unlocking the immortal barrier here?"

Although this was a question, he was almost certain of his guess.

He knew Jiang Han well and knew that the other party was a relatively low-key person. Since he could take out this token in front of them, he must have been very confident.

Good guy, really a good guy!

A person destined for greatness is a person destined for greatness. They risked their lives and tried every means to break the immortal seal on the pavilion, but Jiang Han simply picked up the key outside and used it to open the door.

He had been wondering how Jiang Han would break the immortal seal, but he never expected it to be this way.

They don't need to pay attention to those restrictions; they have the key, so they can just go in!

My goodness, his luck is unparalleled! Even a sacred celestial realm can be affected by Jiang Han's luck. Just which era is he referring to as unparalleled? It can't be the era of the celestial realm, can it?!

Wang Yanshi felt as if he had witnessed another miracle, but he quickly recovered, slightly raising his chin and glancing at the Holy Sect members with a hint of smugness.

The implication was as if to say, "See? See? What did I just say? As long as Fellow Daoist Jiang arrives, this immortal restriction will surely break down on its own!"

"It should be."

Jiang Han raised the token slightly, and the emerald green light on the token began to flicker, while the restrictive runes flowing on the pavilion also began to slowly surge.

Hmm? This flash of inspiration...

Fu Qingshan and his two junior brothers exchanged a glance, then cautiously moved forward, staring wide-eyed at the immortal restrictions.

This token is indeed related to this place, but why does it only cause the immortal restriction runes to surge and flow, but not open the door?

Fu Qingshan scratched his head and asked in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, has something happened?"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Yanshi turned his head and said softly, "Shut up! Can't you see that Fellow Daoist Jiang is breaking the formation? Don't disturb him!"

Fu Qingshan was startled by the shout. He cursed the Wang fellow for abusing his power, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He just snorted and pursed his lips.

However, a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

The door hasn't been opened yet after so long. Could Jiang Han's key, which he got from who-knows-where, be fake?

Even Wang Yanshi found it somewhat strange, and after observing for a while, he couldn't help but speak up to remind him:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, is this key incomplete, or does it require some special incantation to activate?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Qingshan's eyes lit up, but he coughed lightly and swallowed his words back.

He had thought about this before: Jiang Han's good luck was only in the lower realm. This place was a sacred land of immortals, so how could his luck affect this place?

The other two disciples of the Holy Sect also looked hesitant to speak, and finally sighed inwardly, feeling somewhat disappointed.

They had hoped to see how the immortal barrier was broken, and perhaps even learn something from it, but unexpectedly, Jiang Han's key was useless.

Just then, Jiang Han seemed to have thought of something, and in a flash, a phantom image of a great sun quickly appeared in his eyes.

boom!

An immense pressure descended with a roar, countless runes flashed and alternated in the surrounding void, and a purple light shone down from the sky, instantly erasing all other colors.

Wang Yanshi and the other three were jolted awake. Their spiritual light shattered, and their bones cracked as the oppressive force crashed down on them. They felt their hearts clench and their bodies were no longer under their control, causing them to fall to their knees on the spot.

Even the last disciple of the Holy Sect, who was still immersed in the Immortal Forbidden Zone, was instantly awakened and almost knocked to the ground.

With difficulty, he looked up and around, only to see Jiang Han slowly walk past him and head towards the steps in front of the pavilion.

"careful!"

He recognized the person in front of him and subconsciously reminded him, "The immortal restriction here is beyond our power to break. Fellow Daoist Jiang, do not risk your life. We have tried it before. The immortal restriction outside these steps is extremely powerful. Once you touch it, you will be thrown a hundred feet away and your primordial spirit will be injured!"

After saying this, Jiang Han merely glanced at him before stepping onto the first step.

The disciple was startled by what he saw. He wanted to say something more, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the words got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

He watched helplessly as Jiang Han lifted his foot and stepped into the area of ​​the Immortal Restriction. Those Immortal Restrictions that had been so wary of him and used to repel him at the slightest provocation were now like gentle flowing water, allowing Jiang Han to pass right through them.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Wherever Jiang Han passed, the immortal restrictions showed no reaction, as if they couldn't see him at all, or as if they were paving the way for him, welcoming him into the pavilion.

The disciple's expression froze completely; at first, he was shocked and confused, but later he became completely dazed.

He didn't know how much time had passed until the purple light in the world suddenly disappeared. His heart tightened and then relaxed, and he finally woke up with a start.

"He...he...he went in? Senior Brother Fu, did you see him? He went in!!"

He pointed shakily at the pavilion, then turned to look at Fu Qingshan and the others, only to see four people kneeling neatly on the ground behind him, their eyes fixed on the pavilion, frozen in place.

As if startled awake, Fu Qingshan wiped his face, quickly stood up, and muttered under his breath:

"What are you shouting for? I'm not blind!"

He tried to remain calm, but his voice was still trembling slightly.

The other two also stood up, somewhat flusteredly brushing the dust off their clothes, and cautiously approached Fu Qingshan, asking:

"Senior Brother Fu, what was that just now...?"

The jade pendant and key were already astonishing enough, but when you think of Jiang Han's incredible luck, they seem quite normal.

But what was that purple light earlier?

They didn't see what happened at all; they only felt a purple blur before their eyes, followed by an immense pressure crashing down on them, instantly knocking them unconscious. When they regained their senses, they were already kneeling on the ground.

The oppressive aura was so strong that people couldn't even lift their necks; they could only barely keep their eyelids open as they watched Jiang Han walk into the pavilion step by step.