After distributing the spoils, Han Xuanji also distributed the extra strands of Holy Light from the tokens, giving one to each person as an extra bonus.
He now possesses a total of fifty beams of Holy Light.
There are one hundred thresholds to enter the Ten Directions Immortal Hall, and he has already collected half of them by himself.
He only just noticed this number.
When he killed the lean man with a single palm strike, the token trembled slightly. In addition to the kill notification, there was also a record of Holy Light transfer; Holy Light on Wang Qing's body was transferred to him.
Han Xuanji was surprised when she saw that number.
I didn't expect this guy to be so rich!
In these Ten Directions Sacred Domain, Holy Light is the hard currency, obtainable only by hunting Variant and venturing into certain places of fortuitous opportunity.
Everyone who received the Holy Light and Essence Blood was somewhat shocked by Han Xuanji's generosity, but had no objections to the distribution.
In reality, even if Han Xuanji didn't give them anything, they wouldn't say anything; at most, they would be a little unhappy.
Without Han Xuanji, they would not have been able to capture the Moon-Swallowing Heavenly Wolf, let alone obtain any spoils of war.
Zhou Yuan placed the Heavenly Wolf Moonlight Saber across his lap, his fingers repeatedly tracing the moonlight patterns flowing across the blade, his mouth never closing in a wide grin.
After a short rest, the five set off again.
The Variant in the valley are being hunted down by various forces, but some powerful Variant remain untouched.
After all, not everyone dares to be as "fearless" as Han Xuanji and his group.
With Han Xuanji in charge, the team's efficiency increased many times over compared to before.
They could take down top-tier Variant like the Moon-Swallowing Heavenly Wolf, and ordinary second-tier Variant wouldn't last more than a few rounds under Han Xuanji's Azure Heaven Sword.
In a short period of time, more than a dozen alien Variant were killed by the group's swords.
Although each individual wolf was significantly weaker than the Moon-Swallowing Heavenly Wolf, their sheer numbers made up for it, and points and Holy Light flowed into the five people's tokens like a gentle stream.
Yes, some of these Variant can be hunted by a few individuals on their own, without needing to work together.
With the divine weapon in hand, Zhou Yuan's strength has greatly increased, and ordinary Variant are no longer his match.
As a descendant of the Holy Lord, Zhou Yuan's talent is also quite good. His combat skills are only slightly inferior to Han Xuanji's, and now his combat strength is comparable to Lan Miao's.
Their reputations spread throughout the series of battles.
Initially, it was the members of the Hanzhou Association who noticed this five-person team, amazed by their speed in hunting down the Variant, and secretly gossiped about who these people were.
Later, some people gathered around to inquire, and when they learned that the young man holding the green sword was Han Xuanji, the personal disciple of the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord, and the blue-haired one was Lan Miao, the disciple of the Cloud Wasteland Holy Lord, they all looked enlightened.
Later, even the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association were whispering among themselves, but their expressions were even more complicated.
After all, although Liu Wanxu suppressed the matter of Wang Qing, and only said to the outside world that Wang Qing died at the hands of Variant, the dozen or so people present at the time witnessed the power of that palm strike. After returning, they inevitably embellished the story and described it to their familiar companions.
Thus, an unspoken agreement circulated among the Ten Thousand Immortals Association: avoid Han Xuanji whenever possible.
This guy is even more formidable than Li Fu.
Rogue Cultivator and small groups don't have that kind of mindset.
They only knew that the five-man squad's record was undeniable, and they certainly wouldn't want to clash with them.
Of course, there were some minor incidents during the hunt for the Variant.
Everyone saw Wei Feng once again.
At that time, Wei Feng was mixed in with a group of cultivators, looking at them from a distance. His lips moved as if he wanted to say hello, but Han Xuanji's gaze only lingered on him for a moment before moving away. Zhou Yuan, Chen Luo, and Chen Fei seemed not to have seen him at all.
Wei Feng stood frozen in place, lacking both the courage to step forward and the face to speak.
He didn't know what happened after the Ten Thousand Immortals Association members passed by, but judging from the fact that Han Xuanji and the others were unharmed and even more imposing than before, they had obviously made it through without any real danger.
He couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. He regretted that he had quit back then, and he cursed the Ten Thousand Immortals Association for being so useless that they couldn't even defeat someone who had just finished a fierce battle.
These subtle events did not affect the progress of the hunt.
With the last remaining stubborn Variant killed, the valley finally fell completely silent.
The haphazardly laid-out Variant corpses were slowly turning into light dust, merging into the divine tree that pierced the sky.
In the very center of the valley, the protective light barrier surrounding the seven-colored fruit tree, spanning several miles, shattered with a crisp sound after the last trace of Variant energy dissipated, like glass falling to the ground, transforming into a shower of seven-colored light that fell from the sky.
The ban has been lifted, and the fruit trees are no longer protected.
Seven Seven-Colored Profound Origin Fruit hung quietly on the branches. Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, the seven colors of light intertwined to form a rainbow bridge across the valley. The rich vitality turned into liquid halo and slowly flowed down from the fruit peel, dripping onto the ground and stirring up circles of seven-colored ripples.
Everyone stopped what they were doing, their eyes fixed on the fruit tree. A tense silence filled the air, so thick that even breathing seemed superfluous.
Chi Yuan, Jiang Hanzhou, and Chen Bei appeared almost simultaneously in front of the fruit tree.
The cultivators from the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, Hanzhou Association, and Northern Dipper Association consciously formed a battle formation, protecting their respective leaders in the center.
The remaining Rogue Cultivator and small groups remained on the outer perimeter, none daring to take the first step forward.
Li Fu, a lone traveler, stood in front with his arms crossed, a smug smile on his lips, but a rare hint of seriousness in his sharp eyes.
suddenly.
A commotion arose in the crowd.
Han Xuanji led Lan Miao, Zhou Yuan, and the Chen brothers forward from the back of the crowd.
The crowd spontaneously parted to both sides, making way for a few people to walk straight to the fruit trees.
Many eyes were on him, filled with curiosity, awe, and apprehension.
Chi Yuan glanced sideways, his gaze lingering on Han Xuanji for a moment before shifting away.
Clearly, he was aware of the conflict between the Ten Thousand Immortals Association and Han Xuanji, but it was not a respectable matter to be discussed publicly. The only way to resolve it was to do so privately, and it would be unwise to tell others.
Jiang Hanzhou and Chen Bei glanced at Han Xuanji a couple more times, a thoughtful look flashing in their eyes.
They were clearly aware that a conflict would occur between Han Xuanji and Ten Thousand Immortals Association.
This is a good thing!
Han Xuanji didn't think too much about it; the restriction on the fruit tree had finally been lifted, and she could finally get closer.
As soon as you get close to the fruit trees, you can hear the system's voice.