This breath, like the oldest and most ferocious roar of a beast in the abyss, was dull and terrifying, as if it could tear apart space and shake the soul! Could it be that his cultivation had really recovered silently during these long years? ! Chen Nan frowned slightly, a trace of imperceptible worry flashed across his eyes, and then he took a deep breath, and the majestic spiritual power in his body gathered at his fingertips, turning into a gentle but firm spiritual pressure, like warm sunshine, gently covering Yu Xin and Chen Xi's bodies, building an invisible barrier for them to resist the suffocating pressure spreading from the depths of the magic cloud.

"However, his appearance has not changed. He is still so terrifying, as if the years have not left any traces of tenderness on him." Chen Nan whispered to himself, his eyes penetrating through layers of demonic clouds, trying to capture the truth hidden in the chaos.

Inside the demonic cloud, a tall and blurry figure slowly revealed its true appearance, like an ancient god of war awakening from the dust of history, with an indomitable pride. The long blood-red hair fluttered in the invisible wind, like a burning flame, illuminating the surrounding darkness. However, beneath this splendor, there were shocking scars - under the blood-red hair, half of the head was broken, and the area above the left eye was blurry, flesh and bones intertwined, blurry, and spots of blood and broken flesh stained between his hair, which looked both tragic and weird.

The most horrifying thing was that his right eye, the only intact eye, had no distinction between the white of the eye and the pupil. The entire eyeball was as bright as a ruby, emitting a chilling blood-red light, as if it could see through all the vanity in the world and look directly into the deepest fear in people's hearts.

And there was a huge bloody hole in his chest. There was nothing in the place of his heart, only a dazzling blood-red light overflowing from it, as if the fire of life was burning in despair. Turning around, the twelve wings on his back, symbolizing his former glory and power, were now half broken and drooping powerlessly, revealing an indescribable desolation and sorrow.

"Hehe, what's wrong? Have the thousand years made you forget my existence?" Jiang Han landed lightly in front of the nameless god and demon, a playful smile on his lips, his words carrying a hint of teasing and provocation.

"It's you..." There was a hint of disbelief in the nameless god and demon's voice. Obviously, he was no stranger to Jiang Han.

"Judging from your current state, those lost memories seem to have all returned." Jiang Han responded calmly, his eyes deep, as if he could see through the other person's thoughts.

"That's true, but what is the purpose of your trip?" The nameless god and demon nodded slightly, with a hint of vigilance in his tone.

"You should still remember the old story of your master sending a Heavenly Rank warrior to break into the Third Realm." Jiang Han put his hands behind his back, and spoke calmly, "I came here not to repeat his path, but to hope that you can visit my world as a distinguished guest and enjoy a different scenery together."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Han flicked his fingers, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out in the air. A world seed containing endless possibilities and mysteries slowly rose up along with vast energy fluctuations, heralding that an unknown journey was about to begin.

"What do you mean by that!" The face of the nameless god and demon suddenly turned cold, like eternal ice, and his voice was mixed with unquestionable majesty. He looked deep into the void and said in a deep voice: "I made a solemn oath to my master that I would stay here until he returns from the third world."

"No need to wait any longer," Jiang Han's face was calm, as if nothing in the world could stir up the slightest ripple in his heart. He gently raised his finger and pointed at the world seed floating in the air, his tone filled with irrefutable determination, "I will personally take you to the third realm, so that you can witness the demeanor of the Demon Lord with your own eyes."

"Is there no room for maneuver?" The nameless god and devil shouted angrily, his voice roaring like thunder, shaking the surrounding space slightly. Behind him, dark clouds rolled, as if the anger and resentment accumulated for eternity had gathered into a darkness that covered the sky and the sun, almost occupying half of the sky, making the world change color.

Jiang Han shook his head calmly, with a barely perceptible determination flashing in his eyes. "You have no choice, you must enter this world seed." His voice was soft, but it was like destiny, which could not be disobeyed.

As soon as the words fell, a brilliant golden light suddenly bloomed between Jiang Han's eyebrows. The golden light was pure and sacred, as if it came from the ancient times, containing endless power. The golden light quickly condensed and turned into an extremely sharp golden arrow, which broke through the air and brought out a piercing whistle. With a "swish", the arrow swept away the rolling black clouds behind the nameless god and demon like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and the sky and the earth suddenly became clear.

The nameless god and demon's body trembled slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, with reluctance, helplessness, and deep helplessness. Finally, he uttered a low cold snort, and his body turned into a dark stream of light, sank into the world seed, and disappeared.

"Senior is worthy of being a senior. You don't even care about the face of the Eternal Demon Lord!" The purple-gold dragon swung its gorgeous dragon tail, with a flattering smile on its face, obviously trying its best to please. Its voice was full of admiration, as if the scene just now made it more awed by Jiang Han.

"Okay, let's move on and head to our next destination." After dealing with the nameless gods and demons, Jiang Han gently raised his hand, and a dazzling golden light burst out from his fingertips again. The light enveloped Chen Nan and his group. In the blink of an eye, they seemed to merge into the void and completely disappeared from the spot, leaving only a silent sky, as if nothing had ever happened.

The Forbidden Territory is an ancient and mysterious eternal forest, which contains endless mysteries and legends. The trees are towering and the branches are lush, as if every inch of space is filled with the breath of ancient times. The sunlight shines through the dense tree canopy and sprinkles on the winding paths in a mottled manner, adding a bit of mysterious light and shadow to this dark place.

In the heart of this forest, there is a rare wonder in the world - a vast, deep and unfathomable blood-red lake. The lake water presents a strange and deep red, just like the blood sea left after the fierce battle between gods and demons in ancient legends, quietly telling the glory and tragedy of the past. From time to time, waterspouts suddenly rise up, they rotate, with a ferocious aura of choosing people to devour, as if the hideous face of the ancient behemoth hidden in the abyss occasionally appears, which makes people feel fear and chills to the bone. "Who dares to trespass here!" A cold and extremely rebuke, as if it came from the underworld, penetrated the mist of the blood-red lake and echoed throughout the forest.

Following this roar, the blood suddenly boiled and gurgled, as if some giant creature was awakening from the bottom of the lake. Then, a huge whirlpool appeared on the lake. The center of the whirlpool seemed to be connected to another time and space, releasing a frightening and strange power. At this moment, an ancient and solemn palace slowly rose from the whirlpool. Every brick and tile of the palace revealed the vicissitudes of time, but it still retained its grandeur, as if it was the residence of a god forgotten by time.

The door of the ancient temple opened silently, and with a dull and powerful sound of footsteps, seven tall and majestic figures slowly stepped into the field of vision. They were covered with dazzling golden light, and every step they took seemed to leave a string of brilliant light in the space, which was the glory and majesty of the gods. These seven angels each had six pairs of wings. Unlike the pure white or black in the impression of ordinary people, their wings shone with golden brilliance, like the brightest afterglow under the setting sun, exuding a sacred aura that cannot be desecrated, which made people feel intimidated, but also involuntarily admired.

Standing on the blood, Jiang Han, together with Chen Nan and others, had a face as calm as water, and looked deeply at the seven angels below. His voice was calm but carried a power that could not be ignored: "Angels, after so many years, can you still recognize me?" This simple sentence seemed to contain thousands of words, evoking memories of the past, and also foreshadowing that a reunion across time and space was about to take place.

"It's you!"

Seeing the face of the person coming, the seven angels with twelve wings couldn't help but tremble slightly, and their faces were instantly filled with disbelief and astonishment. In their pupils, it seemed as if a storm from the past was surging, and they recalled that soul-shaking day - the earth-shaking battle between the other party and the fake planner. Even though time has passed, the scene is still vivid in their minds, as deep as a brand.

Back in the day, the seven angels were the undisputed rulers of this eternal forest. The flap of their wings could cause the seasons to change and all things to grow. However, in that ancient and distant battle between heaven and earth, they were unfortunately severely injured, their bodies were damaged, and they had to fall into a long slumber in order to recover. It was during this period of silence that the cunning pseudo-schemer took advantage of the situation and quietly occupied the territory that once belonged to them. It was not until the decisive battle broke out that they were awakened from their slumber by the violent fluctuations of the battle. Jiang Han's lonely and determined figure was deeply engraved in the memory of each of them, becoming an indelible mark.

"My purpose for this trip is simple and clear. I just want to invite you to my little world and be my guests." As Jiang Han spoke indifferently but with a force that could not be ignored, the space behind him seemed to be gently torn open, and a mysterious little world quietly appeared. In that world, the majestic figures of nameless gods and demons, as well as the outlines of legendary figures such as the ancient king Hei Qi, could be vaguely seen, as if every place contained unknown secrets and power.

"You actually want to imprison the seven of us!" The seven twelve-winged angels suddenly realized, their faces instantly darkened, anger and unwillingness burning in their eyes. They used to be such proud beings, but now they are facing such a humiliating proposal.

"Whether you understand or not is up to you. Either voluntarily step in, or I'll do it myself. Your choice." Jiang Han's voice was calm and cold. The pressure contained in it made the air around them seem to solidify. It was an unquestionable display of absolute power.

"You've gone too far! Even if the former Demon Lord came in person, considering our past friendship in fighting for the heavens, he wouldn't dare to threaten us like you!" The seven angels roared, their voices filled with grief and indignation. Then, they almost simultaneously vibrated their twelve dazzling wings, and a pure and sacred aura surged from them like a tide, instantly filling the entire space.

At the same time, the seven angels began to dance with their hands in a strange and perfect synchronization. Each swing was extremely precise, as if they had been rehearsed countless times. As they moved, layer after layer of blue light bloomed from their palms, like a stream flowing into a river or sea, and finally merged into a spectacular blue river of light, winding and flowing in the air.

The blood-red lake below seemed to have felt the call of the blue river of light. The water surface began to churn violently, and the blood-red waves gradually condensed into tornado columns. They went against the sky, intertwining and entwining with the blue river of light, and finally merged into one, forming a scene that was both weird and magnificent, foreshadowing that an unprecedented contest was about to take place.

slam-la-

A thrilling sound suddenly rang out, as if the sky was collapsing and the ground was shaking. Every inch of air in this ancient forest froze. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everything held its breath, leaving only the soul-shaking roar that echoed endlessly. The void was twisted and deformed by this force, like a fragile piece of paper being kneaded by invisible fingers, making bursts of heart-pounding explosions.

"Fist bone of light."

Jiang Han uttered these four words lightly. Although his voice was plain, it was full of unquestionable firmness and calmness. He stood still, his body did not move, his eyes as cold as cold stars, quietly watching the surging, blue and sea-like strange energy torrent in front of him. The power contained in this blue river is enough to scare any ordinary person, but in his eyes, it is just a storm that is about to be conquered.

As he finished speaking, the surrounding light seemed to have received some mysterious call and began to stir. Countless extremely tiny light atoms, like believers who were inspired, gathered from all directions. They jumped, rotated, and merged, and finally condensed into a dazzling and brilliant fist of light. This fist seemed to be the embodiment of the first ray of light when the universe was first created. It contained the power to create the world and made the entire space tremble.

Rumble!
With a deafening roar, the giant fist of light smashed into the blue river without hesitation. The moment the two collided, the space seemed to be torn apart, and a dazzling light burst out, as if thousands of stars exploded at the same time, covering everything around in a dazzling light. In front of this irresistible force, the blue river instantly collapsed and disintegrated, turning into dots of fluorescent light and dissipating into the void. (End of this chapter)