The Mark Of My Heavenly Heart! Devour Myriad Worlds, The Universe Ascends

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

Recently, the realm of human beings and monsters has been particularly lively.

Countless powerful people gathered in Tianyuan City.

Because in Human Race, the second Mahayana Stage powerhouse appeared, Han Li!

Therefore, the Mahayana Holy Ceremony was held to inform the surrounding large and small forces.

At this moment, there are monks everywhere in the sky and on the ground.

Among them, most of them were strong men from the human and monster tribes, and all the human realm forces and Monster Kings came out one after another to watch the ceremony.

There are also some Mu clan members.

Since the Demon World War, the only strong person from the Mahayana Stage of the Wood Tribe died in the battle.

This clan has lost the qualification to establish a clan in the Spirit World.

Therefore, they can only seek refuge in the human and demon tribes and seek a way to survive.

Of course, this is only apparent.

There are also many strong aliens peeping in the dark.

I want to use this to find out more information about the human realm.

But I am a guest from afar.

Even though Mo Jianli discovered the identities of these people, he did not drive them away, he just turned a blind eye.

The Mahayana Holy Ceremony is held in a square in the center of Tianyuan City.

Everywhere was overcrowded, and some practitioners were even unable to find a place to stay. They were all eagerly awaiting the start of the holy ceremony.

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight shone across the earth.

"Boom——"

A shimmering sound came out, resounding throughout Tianyuan City.

"Zhentian Bell!"

"Mahayana begins!"

Someone exclaimed.

Immediately, countless people gathered and rushed towards the square. The scene was spectacular.

At this moment, on the square, there are many chairs on display, and the seats are packed.

The square tables in front of them were all filled with delicacies, fine wines, and fairy fruit tea. They were very rich.

Most of the people who can sit here are well-known figures in the world of humans and monsters.

The beginning is all in the Body Integration stage.

And Yang Xuan is naturally in this category.

He was treated as a guest of honor by Mo Jianli and Han Li and sat in the frontmost seat.

At this time, the void was distorted.

Several figures walked out one after another.

Surprisingly, they were the two Mahayana Stage powerhouses from Human Race, as well as several accompanying elders.

As soon as Han Li appeared, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Intertwined with various complex expressions of admiration, adoration, respect, envy, etc.

Han Li couldn't help but frown a little.

After all, he had been cautious in his actions throughout his life and rarely made such a splash.

Being noticed by so many monks for the first time, it was inevitable that he felt a little uncomfortable.

But today is an important day for Human Race and there is no room for failure.

Han Li calmed down and quickly got over it.

It didn't take long.

Mo Jianli looked at the time and immediately announced: "The Mahayana Holy Scripture begins now!"

The words fell.

Countless mountains outside Tianyuan City are ringing with melodious ancient bells, and the sound is so loud that it sweeps across the heaven and earth.

At the same time, all kinds of bright rays of light fell from the sky, and along with the petals falling all over the sky, bursts of refreshing fragrance were emitted.

This is the essence of vegetation refined from seventy-two kinds of spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses. It is of great benefit to monks.

It seems that Mo Jianli really put a lot of thought into this holy scripture.

Then, another voice sounded.

"Meet you!"

In an instant, countless monks looked solemn, raised their hands, and began to pay homage to Han Li.

"Congratulations to Senior Han for advancing to Mahayana, and congratulations to all cultivators!"

"Congratulations to Senior Han for advancing to Mahayana, and congratulations to all cultivators!"

"..."

Voices of congratulations gathered together with great force, resounding in every corner of Tianyuan City.

Yang Xuan watched the scene in front of him with interest.

He came to Spirit World for a few days and already had a preliminary understanding of the place.

The Mahayana Stage monks are already the strongest beings here and are the backbone of a group.

No wonder there is such a lively scene.

Immediately afterwards, after paying homage.

Various forces, large and small, began to send congratulatory gifts.

Pieces of rare Artefact Refining materials, top Law Treasures, precious elixirs, etc. were all delivered one after another.

There are also Human Race elders who specialize in singing, chanting in turn, their voices rising and falling, making it very lively.

Yang Xuan observed the materials on the field with his spiritual mind, and his eyes flickered a few times.

These materials are of high quality.

Some of them have even reached the level of Immortal Gold.

It seems that this world has given birth to quite a few spiritual beings from heaven and earth.

He was secretly thinking that while conquering all the tribes, he would also collect some Apex Level materials and try to build his own ultimate weapon.

And this time.

In the square, a figure with a purple-colored glow stood up, greeted Han Li, and offered many congratulatory gifts.

"The Eldar Messenger!"

Many people were shocked and surprised.

Unexpectedly, Han Li, a strong player in the Human Race Mahayana Stage, also has a close relationship with the Spirit Clan.

The Spiritual King of the Spiritual Tribe is not weak.

Although the clan's population is not large, it was able to shine in the Demon World battle, and people had to take it seriously.

"Thank you very much for your kindness, King Ling. Han Li will definitely pay you a visit someday."

Han Li smiled and nodded towards the Spirit Clan envoy.

Immediately afterwards, the spirit tribe's envoys resigned, and the greetings from all forces were still in full swing.

And that's when.

"Boom——"

A terrifying momentum instantly erupted from a pavilion in Tianyuan City.

A big man in black armor with a shimmering black light all over his body flew out from it. His aura alone killed many low-level monks from the human and demon races.

"Monk Mahayana Stage!"

The countless strong men present noticed this aura, and their expressions changed, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Mo Jianli, as well as a group of human realm elders in the Body Integration stage, and even Law Treasure were summoned, ready to fight at any time.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Han, I, the Yasha Clan, came here uninvited, wouldn't I be unwelcome?"

The big man in black armor was exuding black energy, standing in the void, looking down at everyone present, and smiled sinisterly.

"Yaksha clan?"

"The Black Owl King, he is the Black Owl King!"

Someone took a breath and instantly recognized the identity of the big man in black armor.

"Didn't it mean that he died in a great catastrophe thousands of years ago?"

"Why are you here?"

Many high-level experts in the human and demon tribes were shocked.

Han Li looked at the Black Owl King, narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then smiled and said: "The Yaksha clan is also a guest, how can you not welcome the Black Owl King and invite the Black Owl King to come down and take a seat."

The Black Owl King glanced at him, smiled gloomily, and said: "There is no need to take a seat. The King of Japan is here today to ask for someone from you."

"Who is it?" Han Li asked with a strange look in his eyes.

"I heard that you have a disciple who is the Hidden Thunder Spirit Root."

"This king just needs him to resist the next great disaster!"

"If Fellow Daoist Han knows his identity, hand him over."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to complete this Mahayana scripture!"

The thunderous sound in the Black Owl King's mouth was not concealing the threat at all.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the entire Tianyuan City.

This Mahayana Stage of the Yaksha tribe is so domineering.

He dared to ask for his disciples in Senior Han's Mahayana Holy Book, and his arrogance showed that he really didn't take the human and demon races seriously.

Many people can't help but feel angry.

However, due to the terrifying strength of the Black Owl King, no one dared to scold him.

"King Black Owl, are you here to cause trouble?"

"If that's the case, I advise you to retreat quickly, otherwise don't blame Han's ruthless men."

Han Li's expression darkened, and his voice gradually revealed a hint of cold murderous intent.

"So what if I make trouble?"

"What? Are you going to take action against me?" The Black Owl King snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on his face.

And just as the words fell.

Yang Xuan, who had been sitting silently in the square, suddenly moved.

He didn't know what secret technique he used, but with a flash of his body, he appeared in front of the Black Owl King in an instant.

Immediately, a pair of fists glowing with golden light fell down on the spot without saying a word.

"Boom——"

A terrifying force that could destroy the world and destroy the world broke out in an instant.

With just one punch, the Black Owl King was killed on the spot.

Before even a scream could be heard, the whole body exploded.

It turned into a rain of blood all over the sky and fell.

At this moment, the entire audience was shocked, and countless eyes turned towards the Daoist figure.

At some point, Yang Xuan returned to his seat.

He wiped the blood on his hands expressionlessly and said calmly: "Continue."