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

Jiang Han mixed in the crowd and entered the vortex. He felt a flash before his eyes and in the blink of an eye he appeared on an altar.

There was an endless plain before him, and at the end of his sight, there was a huge vortex of spiritual power that stretched from the sky to the earth and was constantly spinning. Just by looking at it, he could feel the powerful pressure within it.

"That's the core area of ​​the Lingyuan Secret Realm. It's said to be a bottomless abyss. Most of the top-grade spiritual medicines grow on the cliffs of the abyss."

Jiang Han was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Li Xingzhou.

Li Xingzhou is the leading disciple of Zixiao Sword Sect this time. He has reached the great perfection of foundation building and has a very high talent in swordsmanship. Even if he encounters an enemy in the false elixir realm, he can still fight him.

Seeing Jiang Han looking at him, Li Xingzhou nodded slightly, raised his hand and waved, and flew up with all the disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect, forming a carpet shape, and swept towards the core area with swords.

Jiang Han stood where he was, and after everyone had gone away, he raised his hand and took out dozens of formation plates, quickly setting them up around him.

On the way here, he had already explained to Li Xingzhou that in this battle in the secret realm, the disciples of the sect did not need to fight with other sects. They only needed to carefully collect some spiritual herbs. If there was any danger, they should hand over the spiritual herbs and put their own safety first.

Leave the rest to him.

His goal this time was very clear, which was to snatch away the spoils of everyone from the other four major sects.

The formation was set up only to prevent them from breaking through by force. As long as they confronted each other head-on, Jiang Han was not afraid of any of them.

Even if four hundred Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators joined forces, he would not be afraid.

Before coming, he had already found out that each of the four major sects had two people in the False Dan realm leading the team, and the others had all reached the great perfection of the foundation building realm.

If four hundred cultivators who have reached the great perfection of the foundation-building stage join forces, they might be able to fight against cultivators in the late stage of the Jindan stage.

Although this is extremely dangerous, with the Wind and Thunder Boots in his hands, as long as he is not trapped by them, he has a hope of fighting them.

Moreover, he was ready to fight them to the death, and this time, he would bet everything.

According to the rules set by our ancestors, the sect ranked first can occupy 30% of the resources within the five major sects for a hundred years.

That was an incalculable amount of resources, countless spirit stone veins, blessed caves, the allocation of countless mortal cities, the offerings of small sects within the territory, and so on...

For nearly seven hundred years, the Zixiao Sword Sect has always been at the bottom, only receiving the lowest 10% of resources, and these were all barren lands left over by other sects.

Whether it is cultivation resources or the number of talented disciples in the allocated cities, they are far inferior to other sects.

After seven hundred years, the middle-level combat power within the sect has gradually widened the gap with other sects.

As long as this matter succeeds, the Zixiao Sword Sect will be able to obtain 30% of the resources within the five major sects, and will also get an extremely important breathing space.

There will be great hope of winning the next battle in the Lingyuan Secret Realm. It will not take two hundred years to catch up with the previous gap.

Jiang Han spent half a day setting up all the formations. He sat cross-legged on the altar, meditating and cultivating his energy, so that he could always stay in the strongest condition.

After these days of nourishment, the annihilation divine thunder has already spread to every corner of his meridians. Every ray of spiritual power in his body contains a trace of extremely weak divine thunder power.

But even if it is an extremely weak trace, it is definitely not something that a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage can withstand.

Everything is ready. Next, he just needs to wait for the disciples of the four major sects to finish collecting the spiritual medicines and gather here, so that he can catch them all in one fell swoop.

Ten days passed quickly, and today is the last day for the secret realm to be opened.

As soon as the sky was getting light, many people gathered in front of the altar, waiting for the exit of the secret realm to open.

The first thing they did when they arrived here was naturally notice Jiang Han sitting cross-legged on the altar.

However, they just thought he was waiting for the exit to open, so they didn't think much about it.

It was not until the disciples of the four sects arrived that disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect continued to pass through the crowd and land on the altar, quietly guarding Jiang Han. Only then did people notice that something was wrong.

"Buzz—" A visible ripple suddenly rose between heaven and earth. After sweeping across heaven and earth, it quickly converged towards the center of the altar, forming a continuously rotating vortex in the blink of an eye.

Someone exclaimed, "The exit to the secret realm is open!"

Hearing the noise, Jiang Han slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the people in front of him, and immediately understood what was going on.

There are only more than 300 people left in the four major sects at this moment. The others may have met with accidents. Only the Zixiao Sword Sect did not fight or compete this time and there were no casualties.

He slowly stood up and said to Li Xingzhou:

"You guys go out first and wait for me outside."

Li Xingzhou looked at him in surprise, and seeing that Jiang Han looked calm and didn't look crazy, he hesitated and said:

"I promised the Sect Master that I would do my best to protect you. Why don't I go with you?"

"No need." Jiang Han chuckled, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly. One formation after another was instantly activated, and in a blink of an eye, the entire altar was protected tightly.

He flew up, and stood above the altar on his sword, ignoring the exclamations of the people below, and said softly:

"You guys here will only hold me back."

Li Xingzhou paused, feeling a little angry. But when he remembered what his master had said before he left, he gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and shouted to the others, "Let's go! Let's get out first!"

Jiang Han looked at the disciples of the four sects. They were indeed the most elite disciples of each sect. No one panicked at this moment. They just watched quietly as the people from Zixiao Sword Sect left.

They looked at him with disdain, as if he were a clown.

Jiang Han didn't want to speak so harshly, but only by saying this could he make them leave quickly.

A conversation broke out in the field. Not long after, eight fake Dan realm cultivators flew into the air on their swords one after another, vaguely surrounding Jiang Han in the middle.

At this time, Jiang Han had already removed the breath-suppressing formation, and his cultivation level of the Fake Dan Realm was exposed to everyone without any concealment.

"Junior brother from Zixiao Sword Sect, why did you block the exit?" A young cultivator in black and white Taoist robes spoke first.

"Hmph, you're blocking our way here. Do you want to have a fight with us?!" A monk in green looked slightly angry and spoke in a very impolite tone.

The others also looked at Jiang Han with strange expressions, some curious, some disdainful, and some indifferent.

In their view, everyone is a talented disciple in their respective sects, and their strength is similar. No one can do anything to anyone else. Moreover, there are more than 300 people against one person, so they naturally have the capital to be arrogant.

Jiang Han turned his head and glanced behind him, as expected.

But he didn't expect that they would reach a consensus so quickly. Next, he would have to face more than 300 people alone, including eight powerful masters in the Fake Dan realm.

But he didn't care, his expression remained unchanged, and he said softly:

"Zixiao Sword Sect, Jiang Han, I have no other intentions today. I just want to borrow some of your spiritual medicines."

"Jiang Han? I haven't heard of him. Borrowing spiritual medicine? I think you want to steal the spiritual medicine! Is the Zixiao Sword Sect crazy? Let you rob more than 300 of us by yourself?"

"Don't waste time talking to him. The exit can only last for two hours. If we miss the time, we will all die here!"

"Go! Kill him!" The green-robed monk shouted, raised his hand and threw out countless golden talismans. The dazzling golden light flashed wildly, and in the blink of an eye, Jiang Han was completely enveloped.

"This soul-sealing spell of mine can seal all your spiritual energy. As long as you haven't formed your elixir, no matter how great your abilities are, there's nothing you can do."

"Oh? Really?" Jiang Han felt the power of the seal and raised his hand gently. A black light flashed, and the dazzling golden light suddenly twisted and swayed like water waves, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

If it was an ordinary fake Dan realm, he would probably be trapped by him, but since he had the Thunder of Annihilation in his hand, he really didn't care about a mere Soul Sealing Curse.

"What is this thing?! Are you in the Jindan stage?!" The green-clothed cultivator's face changed drastically and his voice was terrified.

His soul-sealing spell was a third-grade talisman. Even if he encountered a Jindan-stage cultivator, it could trap him for a while. But Jiang Han broke his seal in an instant. Could he really be in the Jindan-stage?

How can we fight then? The other party may be able to wipe out a whole group of foundation-building warriors with one strike. These more than 300 people are probably not enough for him to kill.

The others also realized that something was wrong, and after looking at each other, they had already made a plan.

They quickly formed seals with their hands, and suddenly countless precious lights flashed in the air. Everyone took out their own magic weapons, and as soon as more than a dozen treasures appeared, they rushed towards Jiang Han quickly!

"Boom!" The spiritual energy around him suddenly became extremely violent and fluctuated violently. Several magic weapons also emitted a pressure comparable to that of the late Jindan stage, locking onto Jiang Han tightly.

The body was locked by the pressure and became extremely heavy. Any slight movement would consume a lot of spiritual energy.

But Jiang Han was not panicked at all. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He ignored the attacks of others and activated his Wind and Thunder Boots instantly. His figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"Teleport??!! How is that possible?!" Xiao Ruohuan, who was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, looked pale and shouted urgently, "Be careful!!"

As early as the moment Jiang Han's figure disappeared, the expressions of the other cultivators changed drastically. They did not need Xiao Ruohuan's reminder at all, and they did not bother to besiege Jiang Han anymore.

Precious light flickered on their bodies, and countless protective magic weapons were quickly activated. At the same time, they kept throwing out magic weapons with their hands, which exploded in mid-air to disrupt the space, and then they retreated together with all their strength.

This series of responses was extremely quick, but they were still a step too late.

Everyone only felt a flash of purple light, and a sharp sword energy suddenly appeared from mid-air, then quickly cut through the sky and stabbed towards the green-clothed monk!

Golden light and magic weapons protecting his body rose from his body, but the sword light did not stop at all. It passed through him in an instant without any pause, just like passing through a piece of thin paper.

"Swish!" Time seemed to stop for a moment. The moment the flying sword passed through, the green-robed monk suddenly stopped moving, and the aura on his body quickly dissipated.

"Fang Chen!!" Ye Ziqiu, another fake dan realm cultivator from Lingfu Palace, exclaimed in surprise and looked at the position of the green-clothed cultivator with a look of surprise and doubt.

And there, Jiang Han's figure suddenly appeared, holding Fang Chen's storage bag in his hand, a purple flying sword stopped at his side, and countless purple thunders were moving and jumping around him, with bursts of crackling sounds constantly ringing.

The other foundation-building cultivators didn't dare to act rashly. Even the remaining seven false elixir realm cultivators felt an extremely strong pressure on their heads, which made them feel dry in the mouth.

But Jiang Han, who caused all this, did not have much expression on his face. Instead, he sighed softly in his heart and put away the storage bag.

He didn't want to take such heavy-handed measures, but now the enemy outnumbered him. If he didn't take drastic measures, he was afraid that he would not be able to intimidate so many enemies.

Only by using all your strength and overwhelming them completely, will you have the opportunity to defeat them one by one.

To Jiang Han, the remaining three hundred or so Foundation Establishment cultivators could not pose any threat at all. With the Wind and Thunder Boots in his hands, they were just a group of lambs to be slaughtered. Whether to kill them or let them go was all up to him.

The most important thing now is how to make them hand over the elixir willingly.

Jiang Han glanced at the person who was speaking, and seeing that it was the fake Dan cultivator from the Lingfu Palace, he didn't look at him any more. There was only one person left in the Lingfu Palace, so he didn't need to pay any more attention to him.

But his fierce eyes still frightened Ye Ziqiu so much that her face turned pale and she subconsciously took half a step back.

At this moment, as a breeze blew, Fang Chen's body suddenly trembled, and his entire body turned into countless ashes and dissipated in an instant.

The surroundings suddenly fell into silence, and after a moment, exclamations were heard from below.

"Senior Brother Fang, dead?!!"

"One sword! He only used one sword! He killed a powerful cultivator in the False Core Realm with one sword. What exactly is Jiang Han's cultivation level? Could it be that he is a Core Formation Stage sword cultivator?!"

"He seemed to have used teleportation just now. Could he be a Nascent Soul Stage expert?"

Everything happened too fast. Fang Chen was a powerful cultivator in the False Dan realm of the Lingfu Palace. Even if he met a Jindan stage cultivator, he could deal with him. But he died just like that?

Even before his death, he didn't even put up a single resistance!

Jiang Han listened to the discussion below, turned to look at the seven Fake Dan Realm cultivators gathered together, and spoke softly, his voice still as calm as usual:

"Everyone, I have no intention of committing more murders. As long as you hand over the elixir, you can leave the secret realm safely."

He looked at the uncertain faces of the few people and understood that they were discussing something through voice communication, but he didn't care and continued:

"The first sect to hand over the spiritual medicine only needs to hand over 50% of it."

Jiang Han felt that the monks from Lingfu Palace were obviously moved. After all, Lingfu Palace was originally weaker than other sects.

Moreover, one of their two Fake Dan realm masters has died, and the remaining one must not only guard against him, but also guard against other sects trying to snatch him away.

"The second sect to hand over the spiritual medicine will have to hand over 70% of it."

The expressions of several people changed. They looked at each other and communicated with each other in a serious manner.

Jiang Han saw everyone's expressions clearly, and then he said:

"The third sect to hand over the spiritual medicine needs to hand over 90% of it."

Several people looked at Jiang Han with deep fear in their eyes. He was deliberately trying to provoke them!

Especially Xiao Ruohuan, their Yin Yang Sect had a good harvest this time and was expected to win first place, but who could have expected that such a strong Jiang Han would appear halfway.

Moreover, they were not sure how strong Jiang Han was. If he could kill Fang Chen with one sword, he could kill any of them with the same sword.

The most important thing is that he also has an unknown ability of teleportation. With teleportation in hand, as long as they cannot kill him with one blow, the next to die will be themselves!

They really didn't dare to act rashly. Practicing cultivation was not easy. If they failed to strike and instead angered Jiang Han, they would surely end up with their souls torn to pieces.

"The fourth sect to hand over the spiritual medicine will have to hand over all the spiritual medicines!"

Jiang Han finished speaking calmly, then raised his right hand, and purple thunder flashed wildly from his hand, then rushed straight into the sky, filling the entire sky in the blink of an eye.

Countless purple thunders rolled and roared in the sky, completely covering the entire sky and turning dark.

And in the place they couldn't see, in the center of each thunder, there was a trace of imperceptible black divine thunder. This divine thunder was Jiang Han's real killer move.

A powerful pressure instantly enveloped all the monks here. The terrifying aura, as if they were facing death, made them break out in cold sweats and almost suffocate.

It was an extremely strong pressure, like facing a heavenly calamity. Even the remaining few powerful masters in the Fake Dan realm were frightened and turned pale.

"What kind of thunder is this? Why do I feel the fear of facing a heavenly tribulation?!"

Ye Ziqiu's heart trembled violently, and his eyes were a little dull.

He had only felt this feeling when watching his uncle transcend tribulation, but that was the infant formation thunder tribulation! The person in front of him was just a cultivator in the foundation building stage. Judging from his cultivation level, he was just a fake pill.

Who is this Jiang Han? How could he be able to control this divine thunder that contains a trace of the power of heavenly calamity?

Moreover, he just killed Fang Chen with just his flying sword. If he had used all his strength, with the flying sword plus the power of divine thunder, who here could have stopped him?

Ye Ziqiu gritted his teeth in hatred. The Zixiao Sword Sect was too good at hiding its secrets! A genius disciple of Jiang Han's level would definitely be a core disciple no matter which sect he was in, and his reputation would be enough to spread throughout the five major sects.

But before the secret realm was opened, they didn't hear any news at all. If they had known that a genius of this level would participate, they would definitely have made preparations in advance and would not be so passive now.

He glanced at the fake pills from various sects and made up his mind. He inadvertently took a half step back, half a body length behind several people, trying to make himself less conspicuous.

There was a flash of lightning in Jiang Han's eyes. He looked at everyone's faces and had an idea in his mind. After a moment, he clenched his right fist and suddenly a loud thunderclap sounded in the sky.

He stood in the thunder, with countless divine thunders flashing behind him that could terrify even those in the Fake Dan Realm. He spoke to everyone:

"I'll give you ten breaths to think it over. Hand over the elixir, or die!"