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Legend has it that every thousand years, an extremely powerful evil spirit would appear on the Violet Dust Continent. Every time an evil spirit appeared, it would cause a rain of blood and a cool breeze.

The last time the Evil Soul had appeared was in the Ancient Forest, where many Heavenly Soul Cultivators and even Profound Soul Cultivators had fallen, after three hundred days of hard work, the Evil Soul was finally defeated.

It was just that at that time, when everyone was already dead, no one noticed that a trace of the Evil Soul Source Spirit had quietly landed on the ground and hid.

After a thousand years, the Evil Soul that had been hidden for a thousand years would appear once again, and at the same time, the previous trace of the Evil Soul Source Spirit appeared …

Wu Yan Town was a remote town in the Great Yan Empire. Basically, it belonged to a place that didn't care about anything else. Therefore, this was also a relatively chaotic place in the entire Great Yan Empire.

Although the Han Family of Wu Yan Town didn't have any large influence, no one had ever dared to offend them. This was because their Patriarch Han Hong was a peak Silver Soul Cultivator. Even the servants in the house were proud of this fact.

Han Mansion

The usually spacious door was currently shut tightly in an extremely rare manner. All the people in the yard had an appearance of facing a great enemy.

"Manager Liu, has Ming'er gone yet?"

A tall and sturdy man who looked to be in his thirties frowned slightly as he spoke to the people around him.

"Master, I have sent someone to send you away!" After he had finished, the man called Manager Liu lowered his head. A trace of gloom flashed across his eyes.

"Uh-huh!" "Since that is the case, I am relieved!" Hearing that his son had been sent away, Han Hong let out a deep breath and felt slightly at ease.

"I wonder how confident you are in dealing with Xue Hua this time?" Manager Liu asked cautiously.

"Sixty percent!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding people sucked in a breath of cold air! To think that even Han Hong, who had already reached the pinnacle of Silver Soul, only had a sixty percent chance of success. Han Hong had been at the pinnacle of Silver Soul for many years. He might only need another one to two years to successfully advance to a Golden Soul Realm expert. By that time, he could be considered an expert even in the Great Yan Empire.

"Han Hong, if you hand over the thousand-year purple jade, perhaps I can spare your lives!" Just as everyone was discussing in low voices, a voice suddenly came from nowhere. This voice sounded very far away, but the pressure it exuded made it seem as if it was right beside them.

The one who spoke was Xue Hua, the uninvited guest who had a 60% chance of defeating even Han Hong. The thousand-year purple jade that he spoke of was a treasure of the human world. Its healing effects were remarkable, and it could almost bring back the dead. The Han Family, on the other hand, did not know why, but they did have this piece of land. It was unknown where Xue Hua got the news from, but today he actually brought a large group of people to come and snatch it.

Hearing this voice, Han Hong's heart trembled, and a feeling of powerlessness rose in his heart. Although he had been in the Silver Soul Realm for many years, he had reached a bottleneck and had yet to break through.

However, what he didn't expect was that Xue Hua was actually a Golden Soul Stage expert! Although there was only a one word difference between the two realms, the difference in strength between the two was huge. A Golden Soul Realm expert could defeat a Silver Soul Realm expert with practically no effort at all!

Fortunately, he had already sent someone to send Han Ming away, so he felt slightly more at ease. Han Ming was Han Hong's only son. He had outstanding talent in martial arts since young. Although he was only fifteen years old, he had already entered the peak of the Soul Formation stage. Such talent was rarely seen even in the entire Great Yan Empire.

"If you want the thousand-year purple jade, you have to get past me!" As he spoke, Han Hong's body exuded a strong aura as his body shot out like an arrow that had left the bow.

On the quiet path, three people slowly walked over. The one in front was a bit young, around fifteen or sixteen years old. The two people behind him weren't considered old, only around twenty years old.

"Why did you want to come out today? I was planning to cultivate!" Although he said this, the young man walking at the front had his hands behind his head, looking like a ruffian as he walked.

"Heh heh!" "Young master, the lord has specially instructed us to bring you to the forest outside the town to hunt some game, to let you relax as well!" A strange light flashed in the eyes of the two people behind Han Ming as they forced out a smile.

"Oh?" "Relax?" Han Ming's eyes narrowed as he asked.

"Uh-huh!" Yes. That's right! "The family head said that young master's training every day was too arduous, so he asked us to bring you out to relax!"

"Do you two need to take it with you?" You can go back! "I'll take a walk around here myself, then go back!" As he spoke, he stopped and looked at the two people behind him as he spoke.

"By the way, young master, did you bring that thousand-year-old purple jade with you?" Instead of answering, the two of them asked.

"Yes!" "What's wrong?" As he spoke, he pointed to the line on his neck.

Seeing the delicate line on Han Ming's neck, a trace of greed could be seen in their eyes. Even though it was just a flash, it did not escape the eyes of Han Ming.

Han Ming pretended to look at the two of them and remembered that he knew almost all of the servants in the house. Although the two of them were also servants in the house, it seemed like he had never seen them before.

"When did you two come to my house?" Although he was already starting to suspect something, Han Ming still tried his best to put on a nonchalant expression and asked lazily.

"We are …."

"Heh heh!" We only came a while ago, young master! That's right, Young Master! Can you show us your thousand-year-old purple jade? He had only heard that the thousand-year purple jade not only had healing properties, but it was also extremely beneficial for cultivation! but I've never seen it. "

"Sure!" Han Ming graciously agreed.

Hearing Han Ming agree, the two of them secretly rejoiced in their hearts. As long as they obtained the thousand-year purple jade, the two of them would not hesitate to kill Han Ming.

Han Ming put his hand under his clothes as if nothing had happened and slowly walked forward. As he approached, he saw a man who had reached out his hand excitedly. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "You'll have to return it to me as soon as you see it!"

"I'll just take a look and promise to return it to the young master right away …."

Han Ming slowly took out a pendant from his neck and handed it over to the man. Seeing that Han Ming was fooled so easily, the man was ecstatic. He immediately extended his hand to grab it, only to see Han Ming quickly change his hand and throw the pendant into the mountain stream by the side of the road. His other hand, which was hidden behind his back, suddenly exerted force. With lightning speed, his fist landed heavily on the man's stomach.

The two of them did not expect the smiling Han Ming to suddenly make a move. As for the person who had been ambushed by Han Ming, he was not prepared at all. Therefore, this punch landed solidly on his lower abdomen, causing him to be powerless as he squatted on the ground without moving an inch.

"Young master, what are you doing?" When the other person saw Han Ming's actions, he pretended to be surprised and looked at Han Ming.

"Hmph!" "Stop pretending, you guys aren't our winter vacation servants at all!" Looking at the two, Han Ming spat and said angrily.

"Oh?" "How do you know?" Now that his identity had been exposed, that person no longer had to kowtow to Han Ming.

Han Ming immediately laughed out loud. "You think you can fool this young master with that little brain of yours?" "Very few people in my family knows about the matters of Zi Yu with me, so since you all know about it, you definitely have no good intentions!"

Looking disdainfully at Han Ming, the man said sarcastically, "So you don't intend to give us the thousand-year-old purple jade, do you?"

"Nonsense, how could such a good thing ever fall into the hands of a dog?" "If so, I might as well lose him!" Hearing this, Han Ming said in annoyance.

"You are courting death!"

After being suddenly humiliated, that person was unable to contain his anger. His body shifted and was about to make a move. At this moment, the person who had been sent flying by Han Ming's fist also slowly stood up.

"Go find the thousand-year purple jade. Leave this brat to me, I want to have a good time with him today!" He covered his stomach with one hand and looked at the cold cry with a gloomy face.

Hearing that person's words, the other person smiled knowingly and said, "Alright!" "You better hurry up. If this brat is not dead by the time I get back, then I will make my move!" With that, his figure flashed towards the mountain stream.

"Kid, how are you going to die?" Being caught off guard by Han Ming's sneak attack, the man had a hard time calming down his anger as he spoke fiercely.

When they came here, they had already asked around; this Han Ming was only at the Soul Transformation stage, and this kind of person could be casually crushed to death by dozens of people. They were only punched by Han Ming because they were careless just now, so under normal circumstances, they would only look at him like a cat looking at a mouse.

"You two actually dared to snatch away my thousand-year purple jade. Could it be that you're not afraid of my father chasing after you?" Looking at that person, Han Ming said one word at a time.

Hearing Han Ming's words, that person laughed even harder, "Haha!" "Don't think too much about it. After today, there won't be any Han Family left in Wuyan Town. Do you think I need to be afraid of them?"

"What?" Hearing this, Han Ming's heart tightened. He would never have thought that these people would want to kill everyone in his family for a thousand year old purple jade.

"Heh heh!" Don't you understand? Today, your Han Family will not leave even a single chicken or dog alive! "Die!" As he spoke, he threw a punch towards Han Ming, which was faintly wrapped in a layer of faint luster.

Although Han Ming was young, he was a stubborn man. When he saw the incoming fist, he didn't avoid it at all. A gust of wind blew past his hair, revealing his pitch-black eyes. His eyes blinked as he stared at the incoming fist with a cold glint in his eyes.

When the fist was about to hit Han Ming's chest, Han Ming steadily took a step back. His years of physical training had made him extremely sensitive.

In a single step, Han Ming managed to avoid that man's attack. He clenched his hand into a fist and punched out, colliding with that man's fist.

"Bang!"

The person only took one step back, but Han Ming's body flew four to five Zhang away and landed heavily on the ground. Blood trickled down the corner of his lips.

"To think that this person has at least reached the Silver Soul Realm!" His strength and movement technique were both much stronger than his own.

"Heh heh!" "Little brat, your so-called genius is only mediocre!" Although he was surprised at Han Ming's reaction, he saw that Han Ming was seriously injured in one move and the man slowly walked over while laughing.

"Hmph!" You want to hit me with this little power? "You are nothing more than that!" Han Ming stood up, his eyes darting all over the place. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.

"Sharp mouth!" "Today, I will show you what a true genius is!" With that, the man rushed towards Han Ming once again.

When he saw that person charging towards him, Han Ming's lips curled up into a cold smile. However, he did not evade or evade, and instead, he extended his palm out. Under that person's astonished gaze, his fist collided head-on with his own.

The fist and palm collided, and sounds of stone colliding rang out. However, this time around, the cold cry was not blasted away. Instead, he forcefully withstood the punch.

"Martial arts?" "You actually practiced martial arts?"

Under normal circumstances, it was impossible to practice martial skills while in the Soul Transformation stage. This was because martial skills had very strict physical requirements and required a martial artist to be able to sense soul power.

Without a strong body, the bones and muscles would not be able to withstand such powerful strength, and the body would be injured. If the soul power couldn't be felt, then the attack would have no power.

This was something only a Silver Soul Cultivator could do. However, Han Ming, who was only at the Soul Transformation stage, had not only mastered a martial skill, but was also fine!

How was this possible?

"Now that you know that I know martial arts, your death will not be an injustice!" As he spoke, he gave a low growl and once again rushed forward.

"Han Jia Fist!"

Veins began to appear on Han Ming's arm. Immediately, a couple of fist shadows appeared. They were just like rubble smashing down as they ruthlessly attacked that person. Numerous fist shadows landed on that person's chest at the same time.

"Clap clap clap clap!"

A faint sound came from the man's body. At this moment, his four ribs had been broken by a cold cry. It flew out and landed heavily on the ground. Large mouthfuls of blood gushed out of its mouth. Even if he didn't die now, he believed that he wouldn't be able to live much longer.

After taking care of this person, Han Ming turned his head to look at the direction of the mountain stream. That person should be back soon, judging from the strength of this person just now, these two were probably higher than him. If they were to fight face to face, it would be very difficult to kill them. Now that he had said that to himself, his family was most likely in danger.

About ten minutes later, a figure agilely emerged from the ravine. It was the pendant that Han Ming had thrown down.

Receiving the 1000 year old purple jade was a great achievement. He happily prepared to go back and receive the reward, but when he saw the two lying on the ground, his heart suddenly thumped!

Han Ming was only at the Soul Elder stage, but his companion had already reached the early Silver Soul stage. Not only was the difference in strength huge, but he also had a lot of combat experience. He didn't expect to be beaten to such a state by someone with no combat experience.

Seeing his comrade lying motionless on the ground, that person did not care about Han Ming anymore. He thought that Han Ming was already stronger than him in terms of strength and combat experience, so how could he still be alive?

However, when he passed by Han Ming, he suddenly moved.

"Han Jia Fist!" "Raging Flames Palm!"

Swift, accurate, this was the characteristic of the cold cry's palm attack, and explosive power was the characteristic of the fire palm. The two attacks combined into one, accurately hitting the person's chest, a powerful force was emitted from the cold cry's palm, bringing with it a destructive aura that entered the person's internal organs.

"Pfft!"

After being ambushed by Han Ming, the man was sent flying. He spat a mouthful of blood in midair and fell heavily onto the ground, not knowing if he was dead or alive!

Han Ming stood up and walked over to the man to pick up the pendant. He looked at the man on the ground and said to himself, "Think about it, do you think that I would wear a thousand-year-old purple jade around my neck?" "However, this thing cannot be given to you either!"

After saying that, Han Ming looked in the direction of his home. He had been out for such a long time, he wondered how things were going at home. Thinking of this, he quickly ran home.