Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

These words from Yuanshu Immortal Venerable made Han Yi feel like they were familiar.

As soon as the thought came to him, he remembered that when he was in Penglai Fairyland and Wanling Taoist Sect, Taoist Jinming had also said the same thing.

However, Han Yi did not get complacent. He was still not strong enough to face the stronger ninth-order virtual demon. In the unified ancient world, his strength was still far from enough.

Next.

Han Yi handed over his hundred years of defense experience and control over the immortal castle to Yuan Shu Xianzun.

If you want it to be fast, you only need a thought to transmit all the information, but Han Yi taught more, even showing all the virtual demons he had encountered in the past hundred years, and the tricks and means to deal with the virtual demons, etc., in order to let Yuanshu Xianzun have a better understanding of the virtual demons and this line of defense.

After a stick of incense.

Han Yicai bid farewell to the Immortal Master Yuanshu, flew out of the immortal castle and headed south.

During this hundred years, although his realm stagnated, his combat power increased a lot. In addition to breaking through the eighth level in the sword-controlling magic, his other skills have also been greatly improved, including the Three Thousand Sword Realms and Mind Realm Transfer Magic.

Therefore, his speed at this moment has increased by nearly half compared to a hundred years ago.

At this speed, it would only take half an incense stick of time to reach the fairyland.

But three minutes later, after crossing a fairyland, Han Yi suddenly stopped.

After a familiar breath flashed by, he realized something was wrong.

A hundred miles ahead, there was a towering tree. With Han Yi's eyesight, he could not see the top of the tree at a glance. Around the tree, there was a river flowing with blood-red water.

The river formed a semicircle, blocking Han Yi's way forward.

Apart from that, on his left and right sides, there was nothingness at some point, and no living creature could be seen.

Han Yi understood instantly.

He had stepped into a special place, which could be a heavenly realm, or a secret realm, or he might even have been pulled to some distant place without realizing it.

but.

He did not panic, but said in his heart:
"Brother, can you still sense my location?"

After his voice fell, another deep voice sounded.

"can."

"It should be separated by a world."

"The location of this world is not in the Daluo Immortal Realm, but in the Eternal Witch Realm."

"If the nine realms hadn't merged into one, I wouldn't have been able to sense it."

The deep voice paused, as if sensing something, and then continued:
"It should be a spell."

"But it's not a magic technique, it's a technique performed with the help of a certain magic weapon."

"Even I was unable to react just now. This immortal weapon should be beyond the ordinary level of immortal weapons. It is at least a Taoist weapon, or even a supreme treasure of the heavens."

"Junior brother, you have no less trouble than me."

This heavy voice revealed a hint of solemnity. After all, what he was facing was at least a Taoist weapon.

If any high-ranking members of the Xuan Dan Sect were present, they would surely recognize that this deep voice belonged to Yuan Shun, the Grand Elder of the Xuan Dan Sect.

The reason why Yuan Shun's voice could be heard by Han Yi was that Yuan Shun returned to the Daluo realm three years ago, and he and Han Yi performed a magic together to establish a channel for communication with each other.

This magic can last for ten years.

in fact.

If the Immortal Court did not send other Immortal Lords to the border for rotation, Han Yi would also apply for a certain Immortal Lord to temporarily take his place so that he would have his hands free.

Because Yuan Shun needed his help.

Unexpectedly, before he could help Yuan Shun, he was the first to encounter danger and was dragged into a mysterious realm.

After hearing Yuan Shun's words, Han Yi reacted.

A Taoist instrument, or even a supreme treasure?
He finally knew what that familiar breath was.

Wan Ming Shu.

That's right.

That is the aura of the Book of Ten Thousand Darknesses.

Originally, Han Yi did not consider this supreme treasure, but Yuan Shun mentioned Taoist instruments and even supreme treasures of the Heavenly Lord, and he was only familiar with a few Taoist instruments and supreme treasures. After a brief one-to-one comparison, he came to this conclusion.

"Immortal Master Wan Ming!"

Han Yi's inner thoughts surged, and he said to Yuan Shun:

"I know, it's the Immortal Master Wan Ming. This involves the most precious treasure, the Book of Wan Ming."

"This guy is stubborn and recalcitrant. I wanted to wait for Wan Ming Shu to make a breakthrough before catching him, but I didn't expect him to find me first."

Yuan Shun asked in confusion, "I've heard of the Immortal Master Wan Ming. It turns out he has a treasure. No wonder he was able to survive the siege of the Dao Ancestors at the level of the Immortal Master."

"What a treasure, Junior Brother, you must seize this opportunity."

"It should only take me half an incense stick of time to get to where you are in the world. If I can hold on for half an incense stick, I will be there."

As soon as the voice fell, Yuan Shun cut off the connection.

And there were new changes in the place where Han Yi was.

I saw a Taoist priest walking out from the huge trunk of the towering tree. He was full of vigor and seemed to have infinite vitality.

This Taoist is the spirit of a giant tree, and also the one who has achieved enlightenment through a giant tree. In Han Yi's opinion, his realm is not inferior to that of the Immortal Venerable Hongwu.

Immortal Lord.

And he is a senior-level immortal.

In the half-enclosed blood-red river, the water rolled and began to condense into a young man with blood-red hair and eyes, wearing a blood-red Taoist robe, looking extremely weird.

The young man stepped on the river of blood, which was rolling and seemed to be shouting.

The aura of this young man is also that of an immortal, and is no weaker than that of the spirit of the giant tree. He is also a senior immortal.

And after the Tree Spirit Taoist and the Blood River Youth appeared.

In the void on both sides and behind Han Yi, three more figures appeared silently.

The aura of these three figures is also at the level of Immortal Lord. Even though they are just ordinary Immortal Lords, if they were considered as Immortal Kings, they would still be giants.

Just now.

A voice came from afar.

"Finally, I caught you."

"Han Yi, this time, you can't escape even if you have wings."

As the voice appeared, a figure suddenly appeared. When he appeared, there was no change in the space. With Han Yi's cultivation level, he could not sense anything unusual, which made him frown.

He looked intently and found that the face of the figure that appeared was flickering and changing every moment.

A strong man, a charming girl, an old woman, a naive child...

When Han Yi looked over, the speed at which his appearance changed began to slow down, until finally, it completely solidified and turned into a Taoist with an immortal look.

The reason why he was finally determined to be a Taoist priest was not because Wan Ming Xian Zun looked like this, but because this was the image of Wan Ming Xian Zun in Han Yi's mind.
Myriad darkness, myriad darkness, ever-changing appearance; appearance has no fixed form, but it has a solid shape due to people’s impression.

If it were a seven-year-old child, what he would see would most likely be the appearance of a child.

A dozen miles ahead of Immortal Master Wanming.

Han Yi took a deep breath. At the first glance, he knew that this was the true form of the Immortal Master Wan Ming.

"Immortal Master Wan Ming."

Han Yi's face then became serious.

In his perception, the realm of Wanming Immortal Venerable is that of the Ultimate Immortal Venerable, and he should be only one step away from the realm of Daozu.

His eyes swept across the Immortal Master Wan Ming, and then fell on the Taoist Master Shu Ling and the young man from the Blood River.

"A big deal." "One Ultimate Immortal Venerable, two Senior Immortal Venerables, and three Ordinary Immortal Venerables."

"Six Immortal Lords, surround and kill my Immortal Lord."

"You think too highly of me."

Han Yi's face was solemn.

opposite.

Wan Ming Xian Zun said calmly: "Even a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit."

"I naturally understand this principle."

"Besides, I know about your deeds. You have outstanding combat ability and it is normal for the weak to defeat the strong."

"Some time ago, on the border, I saw you fighting a ninth-level virtual demon with my own eyes, and you were not at a disadvantage."

"Although you are an Immortal Lord, your combat power should have reached the peak Immortal Lord level."

"I have taken my true form, along with five immortal avatars, to fuse the three worlds into one, burning endless soul energy, using the Book of Ten Thousand Underworlds to pry you here, surround and kill you, and I have taken certain risks."

"However, if I kill you and obtain the orthodox skills of the Book of Ten Thousand Darknesses, I will not hesitate to sacrifice the other five incarnations."

The immortal Wan Ming, who has a sage-like appearance, has a deep gaze. In the depths of his eyes, a hidden dark world is reflected. In the depths of the dark world, an extremely huge black ancient book is closed there, remaining the same as it has been since time immemorial.

in fact.

Ever since the last time Han Yi appeared in the Wanming Space, Immortal Wanming has been paying attention to Han Yi.

For him, after countless tens of thousands of years of waiting, Han Yi finally appeared as a variable.

This must be the key for him to break through the Daozu realm and even control this supreme treasure of the Heavenly Lord.

He spent more than a thousand years lying in wait here, just waiting for today's battle.

Past experiences have trained him to have enough patience.

He felt the same way about this battle.

Dozens of miles away, Han Yi felt heavy-hearted and filled with murderous intent.

Immortal Master Wan Ming wanted to kill him, and he also wanted to kill him.

Today, he is no longer weak.

In fact, not long ago, he had defeated a ninth-order virtual demon who was at the peak of the immortal realm.

He admitted it.

As long as he is not the Taoist Ancestor, he can benefit from the land of immortality.

Moreover, Immortal Master Wan Ming launched the attack at this moment, not knowing that he had backup.

As soon as the Immortal Master Wan Ming finished speaking, there was a sudden pause in the world.

then.

boom! !

Both sides, at the same moment, burst out with all their strength, and the fighting reached its limit in an instant. The blazing light and shadow shook the time and space, annihilated all matter, and turned the entire world into chaos.

Han Yi naturally used the Three Thousand Sword Realms as soon as possible.

and.

This time, he not only took out six immortal weapons, but also took out three spare seventh-level top immortal swords.

If the situation is not right, he will risk being seriously injured and use the Wanxing Daotai to forcibly increase his aura to the limit of the Immortal Lord, and then give the Wanming Immortal Lord a ruthless blow.

Han Yi had calculated that with his current physique and cultivation level, he could deceive the heavens and elevate his cultivation to the ultimate level of an immortal. At most he would be seriously injured, but he would definitely not die.

This was the current limit of his Wanxing Daotai. As for the Daozu realm, he was unable to improve. The reason was very simple. He did not know much about the Daozu realm, so even if he wanted to improve, he had no direction.

now.

In the world of three thousand swords, six immortal swords emitted terrifying sword light, and the sword light was diffused, covering the surrounding area.

There are also three seventh-level immortal swords hanging in the sword world, behind Han Yi, ready to join the three thousand sword worlds at any time to increase the amplification strength.

And outside the Three Thousand Sword Realms.

The Taoist priest of Tree Spirit, the young man of Blood River, and the other three immortals took the lead and launched the strongest attack in an instant.

The Taoist tree spirit pointed his finger, and a ray of light flashed from the towering tree behind him, pressing towards Han Yi from mid-air. This was a powerful attack from the tree spirit itself, and it was not on the material level, but an attack on the soul.

The young man in the blood river raised a river of blood, which turned into countless blood arrows, pierced through the void and killed Han Yi.

The other three immortals also took actions.

Among them was a sword immortal, wielding an eighth-rank immortal sword, sweeping across.

There was a beautiful woman in her early thirties, holding an eighth-rank immortal weapon, the Wheel of Destiny. She determined that Han Yi would die. A gray light with a breath of death flew up from the Wheel of Destiny and fell towards Han Yi.

The last immortal was a middle-aged immortal holding a pitch-black divine whip. One end of the whip was held in his hand, while the other end went deep into the void and disappeared.

If the ripples in the Taoist tomb had not occurred at that time, Han Yi would have most likely met the third immortal, the one holding the pitch-black divine whip.

Because this Immortal Lord has another identity.

King Yama.

He was the mortal enemy of the Fayuan Immortal Sect in the territory of the Ziyang Taoist Sect before the arrival of the Xumo Palace, the lord of the dark force, Black Yama, King Yama.

At first.

The Void Demon Palace descended, and the two immortals of Black Yama, King Qin Guang, were beheaded. The other immortal, the Lord of Black Yama, King Yama, escaped from the Void Demon Palace and reached the world of eternal life.

What the outside world does not know is that this King Yama is also the incarnation of all the underworld.

At this moment, King Yama, holding the eighth-rank immortal weapon Yama Whip, joined the team to besiege Han Yi. He could never have imagined that the person being besieged at this moment had a causal relationship with the Black Yama Taishan King two thousand years ago when he was undergoing the Xuanxian Tribulation.

King Yama wielded the Yama Whip, a magical whip that was the whip of death. It devoured countless lives and entangled countless dead souls.

As it swung, even space was engraved with the intent of death.

but.

No matter whether it was the immortal sword, the disk of destiny, or the whip of the King of Hell, when they fell into the world of three thousand swords, they were all blocked by the wall formed by sword light.

Although the countless blood arrows of the young man from the Blood River pierced into the Three Thousand Sword Realm, they only penetrated ten meters before turning into nothingness under the sharp sword light.

Only the spiritual attack of the Taoist Tree Spirit was able to avoid the most powerful sword light and reach Han Yi, but it was unable to break through the gray-black protective shield in front of Han Yi. It only caused the shield to shake three times, but it still blocked it steadily.

The Four Sources of Taoism not only protects the body, but also attacks on the soul.

of course.

All of Han Yi's thoughts at this moment were focused on the attack that was about to be launched by the real body of Wan Ming Immortal Lord. He did not take this attack that could shake his Four Sources of Taoism seriously.

No matter how powerful this attack is, it is at most an eighth-level peak magic. With three thousand sword realms outside and four sources of Taoism inside, it is impossible to break through his defense system.

"coming."

Within the world.

When Immortal Master Wan Ming saw that the attacks of the other five Immortal Masters were ineffective, his expression became equally solemn and he made a complicated hand seal with his hands.

This time, it was the best time he had chosen. If it were difficult to achieve success again, he had already decided to leave the ancient world, step into the chaos, and look for other opportunities.

This time, he did not use his most precious treasure, the Book of Ten Thousand Dark Worlds, but instead performed the Seal of the Falling Technique. A terrifying ninth-level immortal technique transformed into a ray of light, shot out, and landed on Han Yi's sword world.

Han Yi stared at a ray of light emitted from the body of Wanming Immortal Lord.

This light was so blinding to him.

With just one glance, his sense of crisis suddenly increased.

"Danger. Deadly danger."

"I can't stop this magic." (End of this chapter)