429 Chapter 428

The city of ten thousand swords, Tianyuan state, fenglan region.

In the depths of the Han clan estate.

Han Feng, who was dressed in a gray Daoist robe, was half-lying on an armchair. His expression was calm, and there was even a trace of solemness.

He looked around at the antique courtyard and the expensive Jade teacups.

Han Feng was very confused.

Where is this place?

Just as he was filled with doubt, a huge amount of information poured into his mind.

A long time passed before Han Feng recovered his senses.

F * ck! I've actually transmigrated?

That's right, this was a fantasy world with explosive power.

He remembered that he was eating barbecue by the roadside before something unpleasant happened between him and two burly men, and they immediately started fighting.

At that time, Han Feng was full of momentum. He rushed up and performed a set of practiced Tai Chi, followed by two sandbag-sized fists. With a bang, his vision turned black, and he stretched out his legs.

After that, Han Feng transmigrated to become this han clan's old ancestor.

The Han family was a family of swordsmen and one of the overlords of the Tianyuan state, ruling over a hundred thousand miles of land.

He was a top Big Shot right from the start. This was okay.

When he thought up to here, the corners of Han Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and his mood also gradually became cheerful.

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

Ding! The host has successfully bound to the sovereign race system.

The system will help the host develop a clan, expand the territory, and establish a sword Dao monarch clan!

The newbie gift package has been delivered, do you want to receive it?

The Golden finger was in his account? Han Feng's eyes lit up, and he received the newbie gift pack without any warning.

He heard two voices in his mind again,

Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a thousand years of cultivation.

BOOM!

A wave of boundless spiritual energy instantly appeared within Han Feng's body. Following which, he felt as if his cultivation level had been violently blasted apart.

A terrifying aura was like a ripple that swept out in all directions with Han Feng at the center.

The entire sky was dark as if doomsday was coming.

The disciples and elders of the Han family all found it difficult to breathe, as if a huge rock was pressing on their chests.

The countless cultivators of the city of ten thousand swords looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with fear and unease.

what a terrifying aura. Is the old ancestor breaking through?

An elder of the Han family stood on the ground with difficulty, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Just what level of power has the ancestor reached? I feel that just a single strand of sword Qi from that ceiling is enough to wipe out the entire city of ten thousand swords.

The one who spoke was the current clan leader of the Han clan. He was considered an expert in the Tianyuan state and had the cultivation of the middle stage of the chakra sea. However, at this moment, his body was limp on the wooden chair.

In this world, cultivation was divided into realms: Body tempering, ningmai, heavenly passage, chakra sea, spirit severing, void returning, Dao seeking, unity, Nirvana!

Each realm was further divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage, and perfection.

Is this the aura of the Han family's elder? It's so scary.

this is the power of the Overlord of the Tianyuan continent. With such an ancient existence, who would dare to offend him?

How can a family that has been standing for a thousand years not have a powerful expert?

The attention of the million cultivators in the city of ten thousand swords all fell on the Han clan. Their eyes were filled with respect and fear.

The Han clan disciples were both fearful and pleasantly surprised. The powerful beings of their own clan's old ancestor had made it safer for them to travel outside. After all, he had to consider the consequences of angering the Han family before he made a move on them.

In the depths of the Han clan estate, Han Feng's aura was wildly rising.

Middle stage spirit severing!

Late spirit severing stage!

Great circle of spirit severing!

He had directly crossed four minor realms. Following the breakthrough of his cultivation level, Han Feng's disposition also became even more ethereal. His white hair was like a waterfall, and his Daoist robe fluttered despite the lack of wind, making him seem like an old immortal.

Hu ~~ Hu ~ Hu ~

Han Feng exhaled a long breath of air. His figure slowly landed on the open ground. The pressure on his body had already receded like the tide. The sky had regained its peace and tranquility.

The group of han clan disciples and elders all bowed and paid their respects when they saw Han Feng.

Greetings, patriarch!

Congratulations on the great improvement in your cultivation, ancestor!

The momentum was so great that it shook the sky.

Han Feng smiled and nodded as he looked at the tens of thousands of disciples who were worshiping Him.

This was his family, and this hundred thousand miles of land was his territory!

For a time, Han Feng felt a little smug.

Being an old ancestor was simply too satisfying.

At this moment, an enormous flying vessel slowly appeared in the air above the city of ten thousand swords.

The decree of the Dragon Flame has arrived!

A duck-like cry suddenly rang out throughout the entire city of ten thousand swords.

Eh? Who was the one howling in the sky? How dare he be so arrogant in his own territory!

Wait, a Xuanji Dragon Flame decree? Han Feng sank into deep thought.

There were 3900 provinces in the Windwave region, and the Dragon Flame Empire was the ruler of the entire region!

However, that was in the past. Now, the kingdom of Dragonflame was old and dull. Many powerful forces were no longer obedient. They were still under the rule of the Empire of Dragonflame in name.

The city of ten thousand swords, Tianyuan state, fenglan region.

In the depths of the Han clan estate.

Han Feng, who was dressed in a gray Daoist robe, was half-lying on an armchair. His expression was calm, and there was even a trace of solemness.

He looked around at the antique courtyard and the expensive Jade teacups.

Han Feng was very confused.

Where is this place?

Just as he was filled with doubt, a huge amount of information poured into his mind.

A long time passed before Han Feng recovered his senses.

F * ck! I've actually transmigrated?

That's right, this was a fantasy world with explosive power.

He remembered that he was eating barbecue by the roadside before something unpleasant happened between him and two burly men, and they immediately started fighting.

At that time, Han Feng was full of momentum. He rushed up and performed a set of practiced Tai Chi, followed by two sandbag-sized fists. With a bang, his vision turned black, and he stretched out his legs.

After that, Han Feng transmigrated to become this han clan's old ancestor.

The Han family was a family of swordsmen and one of the overlords of the Tianyuan state, ruling over a hundred thousand miles of land.

He was a top Big Shot right from the start. This was okay.

When he thought up to here, the corners of Han Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and his mood also gradually became cheerful.

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

Ding! The host has successfully bound to the sovereign race system.

The system will help the host develop a clan, expand the territory, and establish a sword Dao monarch clan!

The newbie gift package has been delivered, do you want to receive it?

The Golden finger was in his account? Han Feng's eyes lit up, and he received the newbie gift pack without any warning.

He heard two voices in his mind again,

Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a thousand years of cultivation.

BOOM!

A wave of boundless spiritual energy instantly appeared within Han Feng's body. Following which, he felt as if his cultivation level had been violently blasted apart.

A terrifying aura was like a ripple that swept out in all directions with Han Feng at the center.

The entire sky was dark as if doomsday was coming.

The disciples and elders of the Han family all found it difficult to breathe, as if a huge rock was pressing on their chests.

The countless cultivators of the city of ten thousand swords looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with fear and unease.

what a terrifying aura. Is the old ancestor breaking through?

An elder of the Han family stood on the ground with difficulty, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Just what level of power has the ancestor reached? I feel that just a single strand of sword Qi from that ceiling is enough to wipe out the entire city of ten thousand swords.

The one who spoke was the current clan leader of the Han clan. He was considered an expert in the Tianyuan state and had the cultivation of the middle stage of the chakra sea. However, at this moment, his body was limp on the wooden chair.

In this world, cultivation was divided into realms: Body tempering, ningmai, heavenly passage, chakra sea, spirit severing, void returning, Dao seeking, unity, Nirvana!

Each realm was further divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage, and perfection.

Is this the aura of the Han family's elder? It's so scary.

this is the power of the Overlord of the Tianyuan continent. With such an ancient existence, who would dare to offend him?

How can a family that has been standing for a thousand years not have a powerful expert?

The attention of the million cultivators in the city of ten thousand swords all fell on the Han clan. Their eyes were filled with respect and fear.

The Han clan disciples were both fearful and pleasantly surprised. The powerful beings of their own clan's old ancestor had made it safer for them to travel outside. After all, he had to consider the consequences of angering the Han family before he made a move on them.

In the depths of the Han clan estate, Han Feng's aura was wildly rising.

Middle stage spirit severing!

Late spirit severing stage!

Great circle of spirit severing!

He had directly crossed four minor realms. Following the breakthrough of his cultivation level, Han Feng's disposition also became even more ethereal. His white hair was like a waterfall, and his Daoist robe fluttered despite the lack of wind, making him seem like an old immortal.

Hu ~~ Hu ~ Hu ~

Han Feng exhaled a long breath of air. His figure slowly landed on the open ground. The pressure on his body had already receded like the tide. The sky had regained its peace and tranquility.

The group of han clan disciples and elders all bowed and paid their respects when they saw Han Feng.

Greetings, patriarch!

Congratulations on the great improvement in your cultivation, ancestor!

The momentum was so great that it shook the sky.

Han Feng smiled and nodded as he looked at the tens of thousands of disciples who were worshiping Him.

This was his family, and this hundred thousand miles of land was his territory!

For a time, Han Feng felt a little smug.

Being an old ancestor was simply too satisfying.

At this moment, an enormous flying vessel slowly appeared in the air above the city of ten thousand swords.

The decree of the Dragon Flame has arrived!

A duck-like cry suddenly rang out throughout the entire city of ten thousand swords.

Eh? Who was the one howling in the sky? How dare he be so arrogant in his own territory!

Wait, a Xuanji Dragon Flame decree? Han Feng sank into deep thought.

There were 3900 provinces in the Windwave region, and the Dragon Flame Empire was the ruler of the entire region!

However, that was in the past. Now, the kingdom of Dragonflame was old and dull. Many powerful forces were no longer obedient. They were still under the rule of the Empire of Dragonflame in name.