Han Xuanji quickly reviewed the information Zhou Yuan had sent him in his mind, and finally had a clear outline of the entire Ten Directions Immortal Hall.
He truly deserves to be called the chosen one; he's a remarkable person.
He truly held nothing back, giving him everything at once.
It would be impossible to do such a thing unless one trusted him completely.
After all, with Han Xuanji knowing so much information, Zhou Yuan would be of no use to him anymore.
In fact, those extreme egoists would likely eliminate Zhou Yuan first.
Without a doubt, this was Zhou Yuan's high-stakes gamble.
Han Xuanji snapped out of her thoughts and didn't say anything more.
He has always adhered to his principles and clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment, so he would never do something like betraying someone after they've served their purpose.
Zhou Yuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved his hand as if to say something:
"Brother Han, I did all this willingly..."
Before he could finish speaking, Han Xuanji raised his hand to stop him. He didn't say anything more sentimental, but simply turned his gaze to the outside of the palace gate and changed the subject:
I wonder what the situation is like outside now.
While you were inside the palace, several groups of people passed by. When they saw Lan Miao and me guarding this place, they wisely left.
However, the silence now suggests that most people are busy fighting over the Dragon Pearl, or perhaps some are preparing to activate the teleportation array to travel to the next realm.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuan composed himself and said seriously:
"Brother Han is right, but even if someone gets the Dragon Pearl, they might not be able to activate it smoothly. After all, there are probably just as many people waiting to intercept it in this plaza as there are people trying to break into the temple."
As he said this, a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice, saying:
"I suspect the fighting has already started over in the plaza; the energy fluctuations are very intense, and the battle is quite fierce."
"That's right, we're not exactly lagging behind now. Let's go check the situation first."
Han Xuanji nodded slightly, gestured to the two of them, and took the lead in walking towards the White Jade Square.
The three passed through several relatively quiet temples and soon returned to the vicinity of the white jade altar.
At this moment, no fewer than twenty or thirty experts had gathered near the altar.
These people were scattered in groups of three or five, occupying different locations in various corners.
Those who can enter the Thunder God Hall are all quite powerful.
Each of them is a peerless genius at the Peak Eternal True Lord, possessing formidable combat power.
As Zhou Yuan said, the battle around the altar has become fierce.
Now, there are almost no lone wolves left; they mostly form alliances of two or three to seize treasures.
Several groups of cultivators were locked in combat at the edge of the plaza, their magical light and thunderous roars creating a chaotic battlefield.
Some people had just taken the Dragon Pearl off the altar and hadn't even had a chance to leave the temple when they were caught by their opponents waiting outside the door. They were sent out of the celestial palace before they could even step out of the temple.
Some people, holding Dragon Pearl, wanted to activate the central teleportation array to travel to the next heaven, but in the blink of an eye, they were attacked by three or four groups of people at the same time.
Others were plotting to take advantage of the chaos, weaving through the fighting crowd without actively attacking or vying for the Dragon Pearl, waiting for both sides to be severely weakened before suddenly launching an attack and seizing the Dragon Pearl.
Han Xuanji scanned his surroundings with his Divine Sense and stopped at a familiar figure.
The man was dressed in black and was tall; it was Li Fu.
Speaking of which, this was an old friend of his; he had helped him deal with the three members of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association back then.
At this moment, Li Fu was being attacked by three people.
All three were highly skilled. One wielded a long spear with an impenetrable tip, unleashing a barrage of attacks that were difficult to withstand. The other two were also proficient in hand-to-hand combat, possessing immense power with every move, and their strength was not to be underestimated.
The three worked together seamlessly, demonstrating not only considerable strength but also mastery of combat techniques, effectively sealing off Li Fu's retreat route in an instant.
Although Li Fu was strong, he was surrounded by three powerful experts and had also suffered considerable injuries while seizing the Dragon Pearl. He was clearly at his limit.
Although he was also proficient in body refinement and his physical body was considered Higher Vehicle among those of the same level, the other three were not much worse than him. In the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm, the gap between geniuses was not too large, and not everyone was as cheat-like as Han Xuanji.
Just then, the master spearman unleashed his spear like a dragon, piercing through the air.
Wherever the spear passed, nothing was invincible, and waves of energy surged forth.
Li Fu had blocked the combined attack of the other two masters, but now he had nowhere to dodge. His Qi and Blood and qi surged wildly, and he held his heavy sword horizontally in front of his chest.
But the spear's attack was astonishing; the moment it made contact, it caused the Li Fu's hands almost slipped from his grasp.
At this critical moment, a golden light suddenly flashed and appeared in front of Li Fu.
Buzz!
Han Xuanji grabbed the spear with both hands, and the spear's original imposing power vanished like a mud ox sinking into the sea, leaving him unable to exert any force.
"Who?"
The man was startled, abruptly withdrew his strength, and took a closer look.
His companion also became wary and withdrew his attack, his Qi and Blood churning, as he saw the figure in blue standing in front of the three of them.
Li Fu was also taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:
"Brother Han?"
Han Xuanji walked slowly by, his robes fluttering in the wind, his expression calm and revealing no emotional fluctuations.
He glanced back at Li Fu, and seeing that although he was a bit disheveled, he was unharmed, he nodded.
"Brother Li, are you alright?"
"Fine."
Li Fu took a deep breath, regulated his breathing, and his pale complexion improved slightly.
At the same time, the man wielding the spear exchanged a glance with his companion, then cupped his hands in greeting to Han Xuanji:
"I am Bai Qitian Cold Yang Mountain. Greetings, Brother Han."
Han Xuanji's name is now known to everyone in this Thunder World.
Although Bai Qitian had no prior relationship with Han Xuanji, he had witnessed Han Xuanji's actions from afar back in Mystic Hue Valley, and had also heard all the details of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association's crushing defeat on the way to the Thunder God Hall.
Wang Jue, the top fighter of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, has been sent away. Bai Qitian knows Wang Jue is.
He knew he was no match for Wang Jue in a one-on-one fight, but Wang Jue and the six members of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association attacked Han Xuanji and were instead killed by a single sword strike.
Moreover, the fact that the three of them were able to stand in this Thunder God Hall was entirely thanks to Han Xuanji opening the true entrance, and they couldn't refuse that favor.
He took a deep breath, pulled his spear behind him, and solemnly cupped his hands towards Han Xuanji. Although his tone remained as calm as ever, it already carried a hint of concession.
"Brother Han, we have no intention of being your enemy."
Han Xuanji looked at him, said nothing more, and simply said:
"I'll protect this person; you can leave now."
Bai Qitian's pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously took half a step back.
His two companions behind him immediately withdrew their punches and even concealed their auras, for fear that Han Xuanji would misunderstand it as a provocation.
Bai Qitian's mind raced. Li Fu was already at his limit, and if he missed this opportunity, he might not have another chance like this. But if he insisted on fighting, he knew he couldn't withstand Han Xuanji's sword.