A treasure map every day, I dig for treasure and revitalize my family

Han Tianming was stunned for a moment when he saw the people living in dire straits on this island.

Having reached such a state of cultivation, his will could not be easily shaken.

However, at this moment, there seemed to be an invisible force that forced him to do so.

A sense of bitterness was like a sharp sword, which went straight from his abdomen to his chest, making his eyes red and tears fall unconsciously.

What kind of power is this?

Before Han Tianming could understand, his blood was boiling, and it was a raging anger.

At this moment, he suddenly understood everything!

"This is Yuehen Island!"

"It was the ancestral land of my Han family!"

"All those who are in dire straits are the descendants of my Han family!"

He had read the sailing diary left by his grandfather, and now seeing this island, he felt a resonance from the blood.

On the way here, he saw the blue sky winged snake, and he didn't think too much about it.

Now remembering what was said in the sailing diary, that he encountered a storm and didn't know where to go after going out to sea, isn't the situation here exactly the same?

His blood and spiritual energy were boiling, and the terrifying aura swept across this world!

This was the first time he released all his strength so unconcealedly, and everything around him was frightened by his terrifying aura!

The sea surface was still, the breeze stopped, and the waves were completely stopped!

The flying clouds in the sky condensed, and the moon in the sky was dim!

On the entire Moon Mark Island, everyone looked up in horror!

Above the sky, on the coast of the East China Sea, there were actually two moons at this moment!

It was just that one was dim and lightless in the sky, and the other was violent and terrifying in front of them!

Such an aura made everyone tremble with fear. The rulers of the island trembled for a while, staring at the violent bright moon with a dull look!

In this life, they can no longer associate the moon with the words of tranquility and peace!

On the contrary, the enslaved Han survivors, seeing such a dazzling light in the middle of the night, just looked at it for a few more times and then remained indifferent.

They continued to work on their hands, and their labor had long been day and night.

This was not a kind of numbness, but a compromise that had to be made.

In order to continue the bloodline of the Han clan and to continue to survive.

They had lived such a long time.

At this time, some of the rulers finally reacted.

He ran towards the coast of the East China Sea like a fly:

"Senior... Forward..."

However, a ray of light flew out from the bright moon, and he fell to the ground directly.

Han Tianming was already angry and was unwilling to say even one more word to him.

He could see that there was no spiritual energy in this person.

These rulers were all body tempering cultivators, and the leader was only at the initial stage of bone tempering.

Everyone was shocked to see the lifeless corpse lying on the ground.

At this time, the bright moon moved slightly.

Han Tianming took a step, and wherever he passed, anyone who had tempered his body in the path fell on his back.

Everyone could vaguely hear the whistling sound of sword energy.

A ruler, no, the one who was in a state of humiliation at the moment, looked fierce but was weak inside, and shouted:

"Your Excellency is so bloodthirsty, the Great Demon Sect will not let you go!"

Han Tianming glanced sideways.

The man seemed to see a gaze as cold as ice through the bright moon, and suddenly felt as if he fell into an ice cellar.

Then, his mind was white.

There was no later, because this person's consciousness had dissipated, and his soul was crushed by the sword intent.

He died before he even finished fighting.

The terrifying sense of oppression made the remaining perpetrators extremely scared, but their bodies were not under their control at all.

It was like being nailed to the spot, and no matter how anxious they were, they could hardly move a step.

The bright moon was moving in the sky, like a mountain moving sideways.

Every step it took, the perpetrators would die instantly.

The fear of being harvested bit by bit completely broke the psychological defenses of the remaining people.

The bright moon patrolled the sky, and walked over the entire Moon Mark Island.

All the perpetrators were killed, leaving only one alive.

This process was extremely long in the eyes of those perpetrators, but it didn't take Han Tianming much time to solve everything on a small island.

After experiencing a bloodless killing, Han Tianming's chest tightness slowly dissipated.

The breath on his body gradually gathered, and then fell on the Moon Mark Island.

His eyes fell on the Han family survivors who were looking at him steadily.

Their expressions were different, one was relieved, one was happy, and there was a little worry.

Han Tianming opened his mouth, but for some reason, he choked in his throat and was silent.

Seeing that he seemed to have no ill intentions, the Han family's survivors stopped their work.

Some of them looked up to the sky and cried, as if they wanted to vent all the humiliation of the past century!

Some of them snatched the long whips from the violent people and whipped their corpses crazily to vent their anger!

Some of them rushed to the dying clansmen who were whipped, wanting to rescue them, but they were powerless!

Han Tianming looked at these crazy, crying, and sad people, and couldn't help but bow his head and cry.

The old and dying ones looked up to the sky silently with tears in their eyes.

The young and skinny ones screamed heartbreakingly to vent their humiliation.

The young and weak ones watched this scene quietly, and when they met Han Tianming's gaze, they actually showed an unnatural smile.

Han Tianming took a deep breath, took two steps forward, went to the crowd surrounding the wounded, and took out the healing medicine.

"Carry all the injured here!"

He whispered.

Facing such a group of tribesmen who were left here and suffered so much, his voice trembled a little.

The people around looked at him and did not move.

An old man walked out slowly from the crowd. He was very weak, but he had amazing willpower.

Han Tianming could not have thought that at his age, after suffering such treatment, he could still be so energetic.

He looked at Han Tianming, scanned him up and down, and then said softly:

"Young man, you are very powerful."

"We are grateful that you can help us."

"You should leave now. You shouldn't stay here and get stuck in this quagmire."

Han Tianming was puzzled, but heard the old man continue:

"These people are all from the Great Demon Sect."

"That is a very powerful sect. No matter how powerful you are, I am afraid you are not a match."

"Don't sacrifice your life for irrelevant people in vain."

The old man's voice was very slow. He thought for a while before saying each word. It seemed that he hadn't said so many words to others for a long time.

He looked a little unfamiliar.

Han Tianming looked at the worry and concern on his face, and finally couldn't help it anymore. He said in a hoarse voice:

"I..."

"My surname is Han! My surname is Han!"

Everyone around him stopped and their breathing stagnated.

The elderly, the young, and the children all stopped what they were doing at the same time and focused their eyes on Han Tianming.

The night was hazy, and the evening breeze blew up a suppressed cry...