Legend Of The Immortal

Chapter. 3. Get Out!

Fang Han bit his lip with a very sour expression. He was very aware of the golden core crystal that had just formed some time ago, and now had to be forcibly destroyed again.

“Unlucky! I'm not willing!” The young man's teeth chattered with anger.

This Heavenly Tribulation had no life element at all. It was murder and a death sentence for cultivators.

Fang Han was confident that if he had been in the Thirty-Eight Provinces Heavenly Dao Realm since he started practicing—First Level of the Qi Refining Realm—he would have been able to pass through this murderous heavenly tribulation.

Yes, in the end, he can only be complacent because he is a newcomer to this world.

No matter how much luck, curved talent, and intelligence. None of these things can change the fact of the first case—a migrant.

The cracked Gold Core Crystal slowly shattered. The power of the heavenly lightning tribulation was too great. There is no need to rely on another technique that the young man has—Qi Tuntiandi/Qi Devouring the Universe.

The technique had absolutely no effect on the heavenly tribulation of lightning. Although Fang Han tried to absorb the lightning rune into the body. However, it was too murderous.

Fang Han cried silently, and said something inside, trying to motivate himself. “Yeah, this is fine. As long as you are alive, there is always another opportunity to return to proper cultivation.”

Along with the destruction of the golden core in his dantian. Fang Han's cultivation realm dropped drastically.

Core Formation Realm Level Nine … Eight … Seven … and all the way up to Core Formation Realm First Level.

However, it still wasn't over. Fang Han roared, he felt like he was going crazy just thinking about it. “Is this world too cruel?”

The youth's cultivation realm was still falling. Now he was at the Fifth Level Foundation Establishment Realm. Fang Han couldn't help himself, only able to anxiously hope that the decline in the cultivation realm would soon stop.

When I think back on my extremely grueling cultivation journey. Fang Han laughed wryly, having been looked down upon by the entire Fang Clan since childhood.

Only his father and mother had confidence in Fang Han's abilities and continued to make every effort to free the young man from the curse in his body.

It made both his parents disappear. Until Fang Han speculated that both of his parents had moved to the Realm of the Thirty-Eight Provinces of the Heavenly Dao as well.

However, now all the power he had developed was about to disappear.

“Fuck! Stop.” Fang Han clenched his fists hard until his nails dug into his palms and they bled. At that time, his Cultivation Realm was already at the Third Level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

“Please stop, returning to the Qi Refining Realm is a calamity worse than death!” Now a little feeling of fear crept into the young man's mind.

Fang Han's frustration and anxiety finally completely subsided when the thing he was worried about stopped as the dark clouds in the sky disappeared. Yes, now Fang Han's cultivation is only at the First Stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

“It finally stopped.” Fang Han let out a long sigh.

It was a huge blow to a cultivator. A realm drop that passes through two great realms at once.

At this moment, Fang Han's expression had completely soured to the point of turning black. He hates his luck. Why is nature so cruel? Torturing a newcomer with extremely severe punishment.

Fang Han was lost in thought, lethargic, angry, irritated, and various other emotions stirred and churned in his heart. The young man's eyes were bloodshot as if he had turned into a wild beast that was mad and lost its mind.

The practitioners present felt there was nothing left for them to watch. The young man's cultivation of fate in their view at that time had ended.

“No matter how talented he is, if he is not favored by heaven and earth, in the end, he will still not be able to go far on the path of great cultivation.”

One by one they turned and left the place.

Fang Han was still in a weak condition with unstable mental health and bloodshot eyes.

Swoosh! ....

The wind blew gently. The young man's upper clothes flew away in the wind in the form of fine powder. It was obvious that the power of the heavenly tribulation lightning had made Fang Han's clothes rotten as if they had been eroded by the changes of the times.

It revealed a sturdy white body with muscles on the stomach that were arranged like rocks.

Fang Han sighed heavily. The bloodshot eyes had also slowly returned to their original color.

After mumbling a little incoherently he walked unsteadily. Leaving that place in an unclear direction.

At that moment, Fang Han seemed to have become several years older. His spirits had completely fallen. However, he knew that it was not appropriate to continue being in this state.

Fang Han couldn't possibly disappoint Qiau Yuelin. “Yes, I have to get up and come back stronger.”

He gently stroked the storage ring on his ring finger—the I'm Waiting for You Ring—that Qiau Yuelin had left for him. “Just by remembering you. This is the final motivation that is very valuable for me. Yuelin‘er, how are you currently?”

Once again Fang Han sighed and moved his legs slowly. Even if you walk unsteadily. However, he tried to find a direction to go next using spiritual awareness.

“Younger sibling! ... Hold on a second!”

Fang Han's unsteady steps were stopped by the sudden shout of a firm, domineering voice.

Fang Han turned around without caring who said hello. Then, with an indifferent expression, he said, “Scram!”

The person who stopped Fang Han from leaving ignored the young man's words. After one breath, the person was standing in front of the young man. “Little brother, I have a business I wish to consult with you on, little brother. Are you interested?”

That person gave off an aura of dominance. Let alone Fang Han, if there were other cultivators there, they would also know that the person's attitude and words were inversely proportional.

This is just a sweetener in the mouth, hungry wolves trying to prey on rabbit meat.

Fang Han raised his head and looked at the figure in front of him. It was the figure of a middle-aged man with broad shoulders and a large stature.

His burly and strong muscles were certainly well hidden behind the black robe he wore. His face has a strong jaw. And the nose is slightly bigger.

The person's eyes looked slightly narrowed. However, the flames on the net looked wild and uncontrollable. The nature and signs of cunning are depicted there.

Fang Han was still indifferent, and his tone was slightly raised. “Get out!”