Happy Days: Since the Beginning of the Night

Chapter 212 Jiang Lan Realm

The divine kingdom sphere burst out.

Endless filaments of light flew up like tentacles from the abyss.

Thousands of lightning laws in the robbery cloud had not yet condensed into thunder and lightning, they were violently dragged back to the Kingdom of God by the thread of law.

The gray giant fish jumped out of the space, and swallowed the unconscious cloud gathered by the power of heaven's punishment in one gulp.

The cloud of thousands of miles of calamity dissipated in an instant.

"Where's his Heavenly Tribulation!?" Qin Yu looked at the golden figure floating in the blue sky in disbelief.

"Heavenly Tribulation was interrupted?" Qinglong and Yanmo cried out in horror.

The people watching Lei Jie thousands of miles away couldn't understand what happened at this moment.

"Good courage, good means." A voice of admiration suddenly sounded.

Qin Yu bowed behind him when he heard the familiar accent.

"Uncle Lan!"

"Yeah." Jiang Lan nodded, but his eyes were focused on Han Ye who closed his eyes and felt comprehension high in the sky.

I saw golden flames burning all over Han Ye's body, and in the extremely fiery aura, a violent force that belonged exclusively to heaven's punishment was being conceived.

Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Snakes climbed onto Han Ye's body.

The scattered thunder light shattered the surrounding space, sending out a deafening roar.

The powerful aura spread like bubbles, immediately pushing down the sea level by a hundred feet, and the surrounding clouds dissipated.

Jiang Lan's eyes widened suddenly.

"that is!!!"

"The law of space and time! There is also the law of life and death! How is it possible? This is the ultimate truth in the world that can only be comprehended by a god king. How could this child..."

Looking at Jiang Lan's groggy expression, Jiang Li knew that Xing Chenlei's matter could not be hidden.

Months passed.

The sea is calm, without any waves.

According to the tradition, every time a monk crosses the catastrophe in the Chaotic Star Sea, it is a gluttonous feast for the monsters and demonic cultivators in the sea to compete with each other.

Fighting, devouring, and blood staining thousands of seawater are all normal things.

But Han Ye's catastrophe ended this time, but no monk dared to approach him within a thousand miles.

There is an extremely terrifying murderous intent pervading here, which lasts for a long time.

Han Ye slowly opened his eyes in the clear sky.

With his right hand clenched into a fist, thunder surged.

With one punch, the space was instantly shattered by the force of the riot, forming a thousand-mile-long dark crack!
The endless seawater was swallowed into it, forming an abyss-like trench that could not be filled.

"This punch is probably at the level of a third-level golden immortal." Jiang Lan was deeply moved. He thought that Qin Yu was already the top of the human world, but now he suddenly jumped out of such a super person.

Han Ye looked up at the sky suspiciously.

"Strange, isn't there a premonition of ascension in this world after the catastrophe?"

The sky was clear and cloudless, and there was no sound.

"You absorbed the law of punishment that day, it lost contact with the upper world, and naturally it will not give you feedback."

"You only need to release it from the world of your law or fully comprehend it, and you can get the premonition of ascension."

"However, the energy level of your body is much higher than the immortal essence, and it cannot be transformed. I am afraid that the moment you release it or realize it is the moment when you ascend to the fairy world."

Han Ye heard a voice transmission, and looked in the direction of the source.

On the sea, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi with a fairy belt fluttering was looking up at him.

Han Ye flashed his figure, appeared in front of Jiang Lan, and saluted.

"Han Ye met senior."

Jiang Lan smiled and nodded.

"Boy, your understanding of the laws of space is even better than some immortal emperors, very good."

"Qin Yu and Li'er returned empty-handed this time, so it's not wrong to lose."

A spatial passage unfolded in front of the two of them.

"Would you like to come to my bamboo house for a talk?" Jiang Lan raised his hand as if inviting.

"It's the honor of the juniors."

The sunny sea water flows warmly.

Colorful corals grow around the bamboo house, and sea fish swim past Han Ye happily.

With Han Ye's current state, he still can't understand how to fuse water, light, and air together to form new substances.

Jiang Lan poured a cup of spiritual tea and placed it in front of Han Ye.

"Boy, do you have a teacher?" Jiang Lan asked with a smile.

Han Ye was about to answer, but Jiang Lan's face suddenly turned pale.

"Senior Jiang? What's wrong?"

Jiang Lan's pupils narrowed sharply, looking at the floating words in the teacup.

"Don't teach my third brother indiscriminately."

He didn't sense the person who made the shot at all, and he couldn't understand why these fine pieces of spiritual tea leaves floated.

"This kind of method... Could it be Tianzun!"

Jiang Lan's back was soaked in cold sweat, and he finally understood why Han Ye had so many miraculous features.

"Ahem, it's nothing. There was some problem with the operation of the kung fu just now. I may have gotten angry recently. Drink tea to clear up the anger." Jiang Lan coughed dryly, and looked at Han Ye stealthily.

"What should I do? Listen to Li'er saying that this person resonates with Amei's inheritance. Do you want to pull him out of Xiaoyu's body?"

Han Ye saw that Jiang Lan's expression was slightly condensed, as if he was hesitating.

"Senior Jiang, if there is something to do, it's okay to say it."

Jiang Lan looked back at Han Ye, and a small pagoda exuding blue divine light appeared in Jiang Lan's hands.

"The first time we met, my little friend and I hit it off very well, can you see this spirit treasure?"

Han Ye frowned when he saw this, but he didn't take the exquisitely shaped fetish.

"You don't get paid for nothing, Senior Jiang, just speak up if you have something to say."

Jiang Lan was silent for three breaths, remembering the rules of Tianzun not to interfere in the world, afraid that what he said next would arouse Tianzun's wrath, and punish Piaoxuecheng in the God Realm, but for her...

"This item is given to my little friend, I only hope that when my little friend reaches the highest level of cultivation, he can ask your elders to resurrect one person."

After Jiang Lan finished speaking, she looked into the teacup worriedly, but there was no feedback.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

After thinking for a while, Han Ye probably understood what Jiang Lan was thinking.

"Resurrect Zuo Qiumei?"

"According to the original book, it requires the strength of a primordial master, but with the ability of the Beiming Divine Art, it is not difficult to reach this realm."

Han Ye nodded.

"Senior Jiang, there are generally two methods of resurrection. The simpler one is to regather the person's dissipated spirit."

"The most important thing is the memory contained in the gods. Other spirits can be recast."

"The second type requires a deep understanding of time and the laws of reincarnation, and pulls the person who wants to be resurrected from the moment of death in the past to the future."

“I am confident that both of the above can be achieved.”

"But I'm afraid my elders can't."

"This Primordial Spirit Treasure is of great help to me, if senior believes it, I can give it a try."

When Jiang Lan heard Han Ye say the four words Hongmeng Lingbao, she completely affirmed her guess.

"This son can comprehend the law of the god king in the human world. The upper limit in the future is unpredictable, maybe he can really..."

Jiang Lan thought, and his eyes gradually became moist.

"Then I'll leave it to Xiaoyou Han!"

Under Jiang Lan's guidance, Jiang Lanjie slowly floated into Han Ye's kingdom of God.

"I will not let Senior Jiang wait too long."

Jiang Lan originally wanted Han Ye to call him Uncle Lan, but remembering the handwriting on the teacup just now, he didn't have the guts to propose.

Three days later.

Han Ye flew out of the world of the bamboo house, turned into a frightened bird and flew into the boundless deep sea of ​​hundreds of millions of miles.

East, West and South.

The clouds split golden chasms.

Three beams of light from the fairy world shot down directly.

"Welcome to the Immortal! Come to the human world!"

(End of this chapter)