a long time.
The Spirit of the Sacred Domain let out a long sigh and said:
"Now that you have reached the Sage Realm Stage, you should accept the gift left to you by the Holy Lord."
"Come with me."
The Spirit of the Sacred Domain turned and drifted into the depths of the void, with Han Xuanji following behind.
After passing through multiple layers of restrictions and portals of light, the two arrived in front of a palace they had never seen before.
The palace was not large, and it was made entirely of cyan-gold divine jade. A plaque hung above the palace gate, which read "Return to Origin".
The Spirit of the Sacred Domain pushed open the door and entered, with Han Xuanji following closely behind.
The hall was empty, with a large seal silently floating on the stone platform in the very center.
The seal is entirely blue, with the characters " Shifang " engraved at the bottom. Above it is a coiled dragon with its head slightly raised and its eyes closed.
It is exactly the same as the Ten Directions Seal that Han Xuanji obtained by signing in to the system.
The only difference is that, at this moment, a very faint spiritual light is slowly flowing in the eyes of the thunder dragon on this seal.
That was a sign that the spirit of the artifact was awakening.
"However, this artifact spirit has quite a temper, so be careful."
The Spirit of the Sacred Domain offered a reminder.
"Good."
Han Xuanji nodded, took a deep breath, stepped forward and took down the Ten Directions Seal. It was heavy in his hand, and the seal was slightly hot, with a powerful force surging within it.
The instant his finger touched the seal, a figure burst out from the seal and appeared inside the hall.
The figure carried an ancient and proud aura, like a beast that had been sleeping for countless years suddenly awakened.
It transformed into a thunder dragon several meters tall, its head looking down at the two, its tone filled with undisguised arrogance:
"So you're the successor of the Shifang Sect? Your cultivation isn't much, but you've got quite the nerve."
Han Xuanji raised an eyebrow slightly.
The first thing the spirit did upon awakening was to give him a hard time.
Before he could respond, the voice of the Spirit of the Sacred Domain came from outside, carrying a hint of helplessness and warning:
"Old Dragon, stop fooling around. This is the successor chosen by the Holy Lord, who just won first place at the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet."
Lei Long paused slightly upon hearing this, seemingly somewhat surprised.
But it quickly snorted, its tone slightly better than before, yet still carrying a hint of disdain:
"Champion of the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet? That sounds impressive, but I've seen countless geniuses since I followed the Holy Lord back then."
"A mere youth who has just entered the Sage Realm Stage is still far from being able to control me."
After it finished speaking, the dragon lowered its eyes, looking at Han Xuanji with a scrutinizing and examining expression:
"If you want my approval, you'll have to show some real skill."
Han Xuanji looked at the proud spirit of the artifact, but instead of being angry, he found it rather interesting.
He nodded. "How do you know when someone has truly shown their skills?"
"Simple."
Lei Long raised one claw and made a feint towards Han Xuanji.
"If you can withstand one of my attacks, you'll pass the test."
The moment the words fell, a phantom of a thunder dragon flew out from its claws, its body wreathed in purple-gold lightning, carrying a power powerful enough to intimidate even Sage.
It must be said that the Thunder Dragon used a considerable amount of power to test Han Xuanji.
The Spirit of the Sacred Domain wanted to stop the thunder dragon's rude behavior, but found that Han Xuanji suddenly raised his hand, as if signaling him not to make a move.
Han Xuanji did not activate the Unfettered Ultra Instinct Technique.
He simply stood there, slowly circulating his Immeasurable Power within his body, then raised one hand and gently lifted it upwards.
The hand appeared to be making an ordinary gesture, but the moment the oppressive aura of the thunder dragon touched his palm, the entire void trembled violently.
Han Xuanji's hand remained motionless, while the phantom of the thunder dragon seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall, its entire body suddenly stopping in mid-air.
A hint of surprise flashed in Lei Long's eyes.
Although it did not use its full strength, its power was enough to crush an ordinary Sage. However, the young man in front of it simply raised his hand and dissipated all its power into nothingness.
Han Xuanji did not stop there. He extended a finger and pointed it directly at the dragon head of the Ten Directions Seal.
A force emanated from his fingers. It was not domineering, but it was as pervasive as a tide, penetrating every inch of the Ten Directions Seal and gently enveloping the wisp of consciousness belonging to the artifact spirit within it.
Lei Long trembled violently, his arrogant expression as if it had been doused with a bucket of cold water.
It struggled for a moment, only to find that it couldn't move at all.
This Immeasurable Power was of extremely high quality, directly causing Lei Long's consciousness to feel a sharp pain.
It finally panicked, and its voice changed tone:
"Wait! What kind of power is this? How can it directly reach my core?!"
" Immeasurable Power."
Han Xuanji spoke calmly:
"If you submit, then acknowledge me as your master; if you do not submit, I may try again."
The Thunder Dragon fell silent; it clearly realized one thing.
The strength of this young man in front of him should not be underestimated, otherwise he will suffer a great loss.
It struggled in Han Xuanji's hands for a few breaths, and finally the arrogance in its dragon eyes slowly faded, turning into a complex and helpless expression:
"Very well, since the Holy Lord has chosen this person, I accept it."
Han Xuanji released his grip, and Lei Long, relieved, retreated back into the Ten Directions Seal.
The thunder dragon on the surface of the seal opened its eyes, but this time, those eyes held a deeper sense of obedience and acceptance.
The Spirit of the Sacred Domain witnessed the entire process, remained silent for a long while, and then softly sighed:
" The Holy Lord's Ten Directions Seal has never recognized a master since his fall."
You are the first person to make it bow its head voluntarily.
Han Xuanji put the Ten Directions Seal into his sleeve, and the Spirit of the Sacred Domain nodded slightly.
He knew in his heart that the reason why the process had gone so smoothly was largely due to the natural suppressive power of the [ Immeasurable Saint Soul Physique ] on the soul.
Don't try to extort me in the realm of the soul.
Even if an ordinary Sage were twice as strong, they might not be able to Qi Ingestion this proud artifact spirit.
But in any case, the Ten Directions Seal is in our hands.
From now on, if one can directly wield both the Ten Directions Seal, who else can do that?
Having achieved his goal, it was time for him to head to the Eternal Sword Pavilion.
This day.
Thousand Souls City, City Lord's Mansion.
" Han Xuanji will henceforth be the Lord of Thousand Souls, and his younger sister, Hun Qianling, will be the City Lord."
Hun Qianxue was not saddened by losing his position as city lord; on the contrary, he felt extremely fortunate.
After all, the Soul Household doesn't actually have Eternal Sage to oversee things, so the position of City Lord will be relinquished sooner or later.
Now that Han Xuanji has become the lord of Thousand Souls City, he no longer has to worry about these things.
Not to mention, given Han Xuanji's current status, this city will only become more prosperous.
"From now on, I must govern the city well for Han Xuanji... no, for Young Venerable Han. I cannot betray his trust."
Hun Qianxue thought to himself.
He wasn't the short-sighted type; he wouldn't risk offending Han Xuanji for such a small gain.
Only by establishing this relationship can the Soul Household go further.