Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Ye Qian'an didn't know how long it would last. Every time he felt pain, it would involve his soul and even make him feel that his body was being torn apart bit by bit.

At this moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded from the sky that was originally covered with dark clouds.

In an instant, the sky thunder rolled and the blood-red dragon poked its head out from the clouds, its eyes like lanterns revealing an endless cold glow.

Ye Qian'an also had a conclusion in his mind. It seemed that this was the last step of the thunder tribulation. As long as he could withstand such an attack, he could successfully complete the breakthrough and reach the state of great perfection of thunder tribulation.

As expected, when Ye Qian'an thought of this, the blood-red dragon in the sky rushed towards Ye Qian'an with a devastating force.

Ye Qian'an danced his hands quickly, and the Nine Swords Immortal Formation broke out of his body at the same time, forming a special barrier to block the latter's attack.

It's a pity that there is no doubt about the power of heaven. No one can stop it, or even have no ability to stop it at all.

Ye Qian'an was hit hard by the blood dragon, and the powerful air waves continued to spread out in all directions like a raging storm. Endless cold breath completely enveloped Ye Qian'an's body.

At this moment, Ye Qian'an spit out blood from his mouth. If his physical body had to bear it, perhaps this would not have happened, but the human heart is the most fragile.

It's almost impossible to stop it.

Ye Qian'an could only endure the pain in his body bit by bit, but even so, it made him feel worse than death, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept the final baptism.

Temper your heart...

What a heavenly thunder tribulation.

A startling sound of "hissing" was heard again, and this time Ye Qian'an's body was already breaking apart. However, in order to succeed, Ye Qian'an stood firm.

After breaking through the realm of great perfection of thunder tribulation, Ye Qian'an lay directly on the stone, gasping for breath. He also subconsciously looked at his right palm. After confirming that he had successfully broken through the realm, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, it succeeded.

Now he has reached the semi-immortal realm. He only needs to break through to the level of a scattered immortal. Then he can become an immortal and have an unimaginable lifespan.

Ye Qian'an held up the wine gourd, raised his head and took a sip, then said with a sigh of satisfaction: "Sure enough, the wine from Qingxuan Sect is still better."

"I don't know how Master and the others are doing. Maybe they are still in seclusion practicing."

For cultivators, a few decades may not be a big deal. After all, only a few decades will probably have passed after the retreat is over.

However, for mortals, it is a lifetime.

A hundred years for a human being is a lifetime, while a hundred years for an immortal is a moment.

Because he had just broken through to the realm of great perfection of thunder tribulation, Ye Qian'an needed a lot of time to rest. Therefore, he returned to his shop early and decided to use the rest of his life to comprehend the way of heaven there.

Time flies, and battle reports from the front line keep coming back. Similarly, Ye Qian'an also received letters sent back by Jiang Chen.

"Uncle Ye, don't worry, the front line is almost over, we will be able to go back soon, and we will definitely take you back then."

Looking at Jiang Chen's notes, Ye Qian'an didn't say anything more, but used the Fengming Sword to see the cruelty of the battlefield on the front line.

Soldiers who died in battle were everywhere, and the ground was covered with starving people. Jiang Chen was also very depressed at this moment. After so much killing, his body and mind were on the verge of collapse. However, in order to return as soon as possible, he could only continue to complete military exploits.

In exchange for a chance to return.

Ye Qian'an sat on the chair and lit the candle beside him. He finally decided to go to the palace in person and ask them to bring Chen'er and his wife back.

When he arrived at the palace, he happened to meet a cultivator making trouble at the door. Although he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, he drew out his magic sword and cursed at him rudely.

"If you don't return my parents to me, I will kill you all!"

"Youngster of the Tianyun Sect, for the sake of your Sect Master, I will not kill you today. But if you dare to act presumptuously again, I will definitely take your head!"

Jiang Shun stared at the cultivator from Hua Wuguo's country with his eyes as big as copper bells. Under the other party's tough attitude, he could only decide to go and look for him himself. After all, the other party was in the Jindan realm, and if he took action himself, he would surely die.

By then, Master will not be able to vent his anger on the cultivators from Hua Wuguo Country.

Ye Qian'an looked at the angry cultivator and recognized his identity. He was Jiang Chen's son, Jiang Shun.

Jiang Shun originally wanted to leave, but he also noticed Ye Qian'an, who had a head full of white hair. When he confirmed that it was really Grandpa Qian'an, he also ran over in a hurry.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

"Shun'er, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. You have grown up a lot."

Zhang Shun nodded. He didn't want Ye Qian'an's grandfather to get angry because of his parents' affairs. He knew in his heart that his grandfather was over fifty years old, and if he knew about this, he would definitely not be able to accept it.

"Grandpa, I have something else to do. I'll come to you as soon as I finish it."

What Zhang Shun wants most now is to find his parents as soon as possible and then take them to see Grandpa Ye Qian'an. Only in this way can his grandfather feel at ease.

However, what Zhang Shun didn't know was that Ye Qian'an had already known about this, and he came here just to ask the cultivators from Hua Wuguo Kingdom to bring them back.

Before he could say two words, Zhang Shun turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the battlefield. After all, his parents were ordinary people, and even if they met a Qi-cultivating cultivator, they would definitely not have any ability to resist.

As Ye Qian'an took half a step into the palace, soldiers from both sides rushed over and surrounded him.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the palace? Don't you want to live?"

Ye Qian'an's originally hunched back suddenly straightened up, and at the same time, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Where is your king? Ask him to come out and see me."

"What an arrogant tone, you old man, get out of here, or you won't be able to leave here alive today."

The Jindan cultivator from before also walked over. After seeing Ye Qian'an, he also reminded him lightly: "Little kid, you'd better leave here quickly and don't cause trouble for yourself. After all, you don't have many years to live."

Ye Qian'an stroked his beard, which had not been trimmed for many years, nodded and smiled, "They say that people become more eccentric as they get older. I find that this is indeed true. However, I don't like threats."

"Little Jindan boy, retreat quickly, otherwise no one can protect you today." (End of this chapter)