After Qin Yan left, the light on Ancient Abyss Demon God's projected body became even dimmer.
The dark red shadow was almost transparent.
"Am I about to disappear too?" The projection looked at his increasingly dim body and sighed softly.
There was a bit of relief, a bit of emotion, and a hint of unspeakable loneliness in that voice.
Then, dark red light flashed around it, and the figure disappeared into the space.
The entire core space returned to deathly silence, with only the six thousand-foot whirlpools still slowly rotating.
Emperor Fall Valley deep.
In the second vortex, a faint light flickered, and soon Qin Yan's body walked straight out of the second-level vortex.
His appearance had no earth-shattering vision, no rays of light, and no rich and strange fragrance.
It was exactly the same as when an ordinary warrior was teleported by Emperor Fall Land, unremarkable and inconspicuous.
Qin Yan's eyes swept around.
When I saw forces and warriors floating in the sky, they were densely packed, like an ocean composed of various colors of light.
The Spirit Boats, pavilions, giant swords, and Divine Halls of those forces are dotted over the Emperor Fall Valley sky like stars, reflecting the entire sky in colorful colors.
Just as Qin Yan was about to find his team, his body was immediately enveloped by a ray of light.
Qin Yan is shocked! What is going on?
His nerves suddenly tightened, and Qi and blood circulated rapidly in his body, ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.
"Don't resist. I am Artifact Spirit from Mystic Mirror. I'm here to pick you up now."
At this time, a gentle female voice came into Qin Yan's mind.
The voice was warm and soft, like a spring breeze blowing by the ears, with a sense of intimacy that made people involuntarily put down their guard.
The moment this voice fell, Qin Yan immediately noticed that his Holy Son Token was lighting up with a purple light.
The purple light was warm and bright, echoing the light that enveloped him, like a pair of long-lost friends confirming each other's identities.
Qin Yan was relieved when he saw this scene.
Soon he stopped resisting.
The light that enveloped him became thicker and thicker, like a layer of warm tide covering him layer by layer.
Then, Qin Yan's body disappeared from the spot.
When he appeared again, he was already on top of Mystic Sanctuary's Spirit Boat.
Qin Yan looked at the familiar facilities around him, including seats, Spirit Tea, and spiritual wood beds.
He certainly knew where he was.
This is clearly room 110 where he lives in Spirit Boat.
Qin Yan came to the door, the purple Holy Son Token was shining brightly, and the next moment, the door opened.
He looked up at the door plaque, and sure enough it had the words "No. 110" engraved on it.
Those three numbers are particularly eye-catching under the reflection of Spiritual Light.
Qin Yan left the room and walked along the corridor to the attic hall.
Then, he saw Holy Land disciples one by one.
He had seen many of these disciples' faces, but he couldn't name them.
They may gather together in groups of two or three and chat in low voices, or sit alone in a corner with their eyes closed and breathe, or stand on the edge of the deck and look into the distance.
Every face has its own fatigue and harvest.
Then, Qin Yan finally saw someone he could name.
It was a man with golden Dragon Pupils.
His face was stern, his long hair was draped behind his shoulders, and there was a faint dragon power surrounding him.
That's Long Aotian.
And Long Aotian seemed to feel someone looking at him, and immediately raised his eyes to look.
When Long Aotian saw it was Qin Yan, the golden Dragon Pupils suddenly shrank, and a complicated look flashed deep in his pupils.
He also heard about Qin Yan's various deeds at Second Layer of Emperor Fall Land during this period.
It can be said that Qin Yan single-handedly defeated all the geniuses in Second Layer of Emperor Fall Land.
Beast-Controlling Sect Holy Son Holy Maiden, Origin Hall Holy Maiden Jiang Mian, Voidless Sword Sect Holy Son Holy Maiden, Darkness Temple Holy Son Holy Maiden, one after another famous genius among All Heavens, were all defeated by Qin Yan.
Qin Yan can be said to be the second layer of Uncrowned King.
When he entered Emperor Fall Land, he still had the idea of taking advantage of Emperor Fall Land to surpass Qin Yan.
At that time, he thought, Emperor Fall Land only opens once every ten thousand years, and there are countless opportunities.
As long as he can get a great fortune in it, he will have a chance to catch up with Qin Yan.
But now, this idea is gone, and his dream is shattered.
Not only has the gap between him and Qin Yan not narrowed because of the opening of Emperor Fall Land, it has become even wider.
It was so big that he no longer had any hope of transcendence.
Then, Long Aotian nodded to Qin Yan.
The nodding movement was very light and the amplitude was very small, but it carried a kind of recognition and admiration from the heart.
Seeing this, Qin Yan also nodded slightly to Long Aotian.
There were no unnecessary words between the two of them. Just a simple nod was worth a thousand words.
At the same time, the surrounding disciples also discovered Qin Yan.
"It's Qin Yan Holy Son! Qin Yan Holy Son is out!"
"Qin Yan Holy Son is awesome!"
"..."
Seeing this, all the geniuses around them exclaimed.
Their voices came and went, crackling in the attic hall.
Qin Yan can be said to have brought out the reputation of Mystic Sanctuary in Emperor Fall Land.
Now the name Qin Yan has resounded in the ears of the top leaders of all major forces.
Qin Yan Seeing the enthusiasm of the disciples around him, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"It has to be strength."
When he entered Emperor Fall Land, he was caught in the whirlpool of failure in becoming a disciple of Holy Lord.
At that time, many disciples were secretly laughing at him and staying away from him.
I feel that he doesn't know how high the sky is and tries to reach the sky in one step.
Those sarcastic remarks and those gloating looks were still fresh in his memory.
But now, the situation has changed.
There was praise and applause all around him at the moment.
Those who had been far away from him were now rushing to get closer and want to have a few words with him.
This is the change brought about by strength.
In Martial Arts World, the strong are respected, this is the eternal iron law.
When you are weak, everyone wants to step on you.
When you are strong, everyone respects you.
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