Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

The hundred-meter-tall figure that crashed through the mountains and splashed blood in the sky was none other than Nangong Xian.

At this moment, Nangong Xian should have transformed into the true body of the gods. Of course, his height does not represent the complete true body of the gods, but only the most effective combat form.

Han Yi's eyes turned cold and murderous aura flowed as he looked further ahead. In front of the broken mountain range, three figures came one after another. These three figures were also a hundred meters tall, and the divine power in their bodies was quite heavy. They were also gods who had reached the peak of the Creation Realm.

One of the figures was holding a huge copper stick.

When he caught a glimpse just now, it was this magic stick that injured Nangong Xian, broke the mountain, and fell down with blood.

"Nangong Xian, you can't escape today."

"After I break your legs, I will carry you back and take you as my third concubine. I will also give a betrothal gift to the Nangong Divine Clan. I want to see how dark your father's face will be."

The words of the god holding the copper stick made the other two gods behind him burst into laughter.

As if noticing Han Yi's gaze, the god turned his eyes to Han Yi and saw that Han Yi was only a god in the Void Realm and his aura was weak.

He just glanced at him and ignored him, preparing to move forward and give a heavy blow to Nangong Xian, who was more seriously injured.

But after taking two steps forward in the air, he stopped, frowned, looked at Han Yi who was approaching Nangong Xian very quickly, and suddenly sneered:

“So he is also a member of the Nangong family’s divine race. However, his appearance and aura are quite unfamiliar.”

“I heard that Nangong Hao went out and stationed in another Dao Realm, in a large world near a Dao Tomb vortex. I guess you are the God Clan that Nangong Hao found near that vortex.”

"You are just a little Void Realm person, and you are an outsider, but you dare to interfere in my affairs. You are really brave."

"Even if I kill you, I won't be able to cause any trouble at the Taichu Divine Assembly."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a huge afterimage.

next moment.

boom! !

His body flew back and hit the cracked ground. The ancient forests were destroyed and the mountain ranges were broken one after another.

And above the sky where Nangong Xian fell, a figure appeared, it was Han Yi.

At this moment, Han Yi was holding the Qingping Sword and unleashing the Three Thousand Sword Realms. In addition to the Qingping Sword, there were seven immortal swords hanging in the air, totaling eight immortal swords.

Compared with the Three Thousand Sword Realms in the Ancient World more than a decade ago, the current Three Thousand Sword Realms have been promoted from the seventh level to the eighth level.

Moreover, Han Yi's magic of teleporting was also promoted from the seventh level to the eighth level.

Although his sword-controlling magic is still at the eighth level, his progress is rapidly improving due to the efforts of many incarnations of Wan Ming.

Just now, he was using the eighth-level magic of teleporting, driven by the extreme speed, transforming into the Taoist fetus of ten thousand forms, and displaying the Three Thousand Sword Realms, taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and knocking away the god of the peak of the Creation Realm.

However, he knew that although the collision was loud, the damage to the opponent was not great, and might not even be considered a minor injury. After all, the gap between the two realms was quite large.

therefore.

After knocking the god away, he did not immediately go down to rescue Nangong Xian.

Instead, with a thought, he directly digested all the progress in the panel on the spot. As he digested it, countless insights, including the sword-controlling magic, the mind-world shifting magic, the three thousand sword realms, the ten thousand forms of Taoist fetuses, and even the Miro Hunyuan Sutra, all appeared all at once and were madly stuffed into Han Yi's mind.

After receiving so many insights, his eyes instantly became bloodshot, and clouds gathered above his head, shining brightly.

same moment.

In front, the other two 100-meter-tall gods also reacted, and their faces suddenly became murderous.

"wrong."

"It's not a divine art, but an immortal art. Damn it, you dare to use immortal arts on the Ancestral God Star."

"Although you are a member of the God Clan, you are not born with this ability, but acquired one. Judging from your aura, you should have just come out of the God Refining Pool. No wonder Nangong Xian is here. It turns out that he sent you to the God Refining Pool."

"I won't let you."

"kill!!"

The two gods each took out a divine weapon, a heavy halberd and a giant axe, and rushed towards Han Yi.

The gods attach great importance to their divine bodies and are keen on proving their truth through force. Therefore, the gods' divine weapons are mostly powerful and heavy, such as axes, sticks, halberds, etc.

of course.

There are also gods who use swords and knives, and even some artifacts like mirrors, plates, and beads.

Han Yi, with bloodshot eyes, judged in a flash that even if he had absorbed many insights, he would definitely not be able to withstand the two well-prepared gods at the peak of the Fate Realm.

He instantly blocked out all other magical insights and only retained the eighth-level magical art of mind-shifting. Then, just before the two gods arrived to kill him, he put away the other seven magical swords and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

boom! !

The giant axe swept past, but only shattered Han Yi's afterimage.

At this moment, Han Yi was already near Nangong Xian who had fallen below.

Nangong Xian's face was pale at this moment, and he had just woken up from dizziness. He gritted his teeth, ready to struggle to stand up and fight to the death. His arms were hanging down, obviously broken by the copper stick in the previous battle.

When she saw Han Yi, her expression suddenly changed. Just as she was about to exclaim, she saw Han Yi speak first and said very quickly:

"Sister, don't resist. I will lead you away from here first."

Then, a divine power enveloped Nangong Xian. Nangong Xian's thoughts shifted, and she suppressed her instinct to resist. The next moment, the space changed, and she found herself in a different space.

This space is not big, but its Taoism is close to perfection and it can almost be called a small world. It is Han Yi's Taiyi Realm.

"The realm of the immortal way."

"However, Junior Brother, this world is a bit too shabby."

Nangong Xian had this thought in his mind, and then he started to worry about Han Yilai again.

But he knew that the three Wenren gods outside were not simple. The god who attacked him was the youngest son of the Wenren God Clan's patriarch.

Although Han Yi appears at this moment, he is not strong enough and can do nothing. What should we do?

Careless.

She could have escaped, but she was worried about Han Yi, so she sneaked back. On the way, she was ambushed and ended up being injured.

At this moment, not far from the Lianshen Tianchi, in front of the broken mountains, after Han Yi put Nangong Xian into the Taiyi Immortal Spirit Realm, another heavy halberd shot down from the sky, brushed past Han Yi's afterimage, and poked a huge hole in the ground.

Rumble!
The violent vibration spread out.

The heavy halberd was recalled, and a pair of heavy arms swept across the sky, suppressing all the smoke and dust.

"What about people?"

An angry voice exploded in the space and echoed throughout the area.

"Damn it, he escaped?"

"Humph!"

The furious voice gradually subsided, and the owner of the voice walked to where Han Yi was just now, and gently grabbed, and golden divine power spread out, grabbing a breath that existed in this time and space from high in the sky. This breath was exactly Han Yi's breath.

He used a unique magic to load Han Yi's aura into a magic bead. His eyes were fierce and filled with murderous intent.

"However, you can escape today, but you can't escape the future."

"The Acquired God Clan, you are dead."

……

the other side.

Han Yi used the magic of teleporting to escape from the battlefield.

Talk about it.

The ripples of the Dao Tomb did not affect the Ancestral God Star. The protective shield called the Divine Shield on the outside of the Ancestral God Star covered the entire Ancestral God Star. It was equivalent to an array formation beyond imagination. Moreover, the level of this array formation was the top one in the chaos. Even if a peerless being at the half-step transcendence level came in person, it would be difficult to break it in a short period of time.

Under the protection of the Aegis, the Daofen ripples in the early stage of the first phase had almost no impact on the space-time stability of the Ancestral God Star.

On this basis, Han Yi used the eighth-level mind-shifting magic to teleport away instantly. His speed was even faster than that of the gods at the peak of the Creation Realm.

The reason for this is, in addition to the fact that his eighth-level immortal technique is comparable to ordinary ninth-level body skills, it is also because the immortal system is more flexible than the Shinto system in terms of body skills attainments.

but.

If Han Yi insisted on staying and fighting with the opponent, he would have little chance of winning. After all, although the gods were not good at speed, they were quite strong in frontal attacks. Their endurance, ability to attack, and recovery were much stronger than those of the immortal monks at the same level.

This was also one of the reasons why Han Yi changed his mind in an instant and no longer chose to confront head-on, but instead quickly fled the scene after rescuing Nangong Xian.

After he teleported madly for half an hour along the way he came, he finally saw the gathering place of the Nangong Divine Clan. His face couldn't help but relax.

then.

He landed on an ownerless mountain and took Nangong Xian out from the Taiyi Immortal Realm.

Nangong Xian's face was pale, his arms were broken, and he was seriously injured, but his life was not in danger. For the gods with strong recovery ability, this injury would only take a few years, and with the help of divine crystals, he would be able to recover as before.

Han Yi took out the immortal elixir, dissolved it and gave it to Nangong Xian to take. Naturally, the immortal elixir would also have an effect on the gods.

Half an incense stick later, although Nangong Xian's face was still pale, her arm was basically reconnected. The injuries in her body would have to wait for her to use her divine power to regulate her breathing and slowly recover.

"Thank you so much, Senior Sister. If you hadn't escorted me to the Soul Refining Lake, I wouldn't have been injured so badly."

"Don't worry, once I overcome the divine calamity of creation, I will seek justice for Senior Sister."

Han Yi first thanked Nangong Xian with an apologetic look on his face. Then, when he mentioned seeking justice, his eyes flashed with cold light and murderous intent arose.

Nangong Xian did not blame Han Yi. Although she was seriously injured, she was more curious about Han Yi. Han Yi's strength should not be that strong. Moreover, she did not notice any battle fluctuations along the way. In other words, Han Yi should have picked her up and then quickly escaped.

Do you have a very fast body movement?

Putting this thought aside for the moment, she said:

"Junior Brother Yi, you must not be impulsive."

"The god who injured me is the youngest son of the chief of the Wenren God Clan. His name is Wenren Su. He is a god of the peak of creation who is more powerful than me. On the Creation God List, he ranks around 7,000th, and among the Taichu God Clan, he also ranks ahead of me."

“Even if Junior Brother survives the divine tribulation of creation, he will still be a match for me.”

Before, Nangong Xian did not see the scene where Han Yi shook Wen Ren Su with the Three Thousand Sword Realms. When she was severely injured and fell, she was dizzy for a short time. When she struggled to stand up and fight to the death, Han Yi had already arrived in front of her and took her away.

Han Yi didn't say much, but used his magical power to carry Nangong Xian forward, and followed Nangong Xian's guidance to the place where she practiced.

After Nangong Xian returned to his clan, the news of his serious injury caused a sensation. Countless Nangong gods were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to find Wen Rensu to fight to the death. What surprised Han Yi was that the elders of the tribe who were in the Infinite Realm did not stop them, but instead incited the emotions of the gods.

It was the first time that he witnessed the bellicosity of the Gods, and he also learned about the grudges between the two races. The two races were both under the Primordial Gods, but they were diametrically opposed to each other and had deep grudges. This grudge had accumulated over countless years.

Han Yi was arranged to stay on a sacred mountain not far from Nangong Xian's practice place. This sacred mountain was not high. Among the sacred mountains of the Nangong clan, it was of medium level and was about a thousand feet high.

Outside the top of the mountain, the thin golden mist formed a golden sea of ​​clouds, which was very beautiful.

but.

In Han Yi's perception, this golden sea of ​​clouds was not ordinary. It was a sea of ​​clouds condensed by divine power.

In the immortal way, there are spiritual energy and immortal artifacts, while in the divine way, the main focus is on cultivating divine power. On the Ancestral God Star, the divine power is no longer contained only in the divine body, but is transformed into a quantifiable energy, gathering and dispersing on the Ancestral God Star.

However, the divine power in this sea of ​​clouds was emitted from the nearby gods' practice and is not absorbable. The absorbable divine power is stored in a special space within the Nangong clan.

These spaces that store divine power have a special name, and that is the divine realm.

To enter and exit the divine realm, one needs to make certain contributions to the Nangong divine clan, so Han Yi cannot be counted on for the time being.

On the top of the mountain, in the palace where he can practice.

He released four eighth-rank immortal swords, with the Qingping Sword as the leader, forming a world of three thousand swords, which turned into a protective formation, adding a layer of protection inside the palace.

On the Ancestral God Star, the bond between him and the Nangong Clan was not deep for the time being, so he still had to be cautious, so he didn't dare to be too careless.

Subsequently.

He then immersed his mind into his body and began to explore his spiritual world.

From the first divine world, the Zhongfu divine world, to the last divine world that had just been opened up, Han Yi could not feel any traces of the ancient heavenly way.

Han Yi has used the Dao fetus of all forms to enter the Heavenly Dao and comprehend the Dao principles many times. Naturally, he is very familiar with the ancient Heavenly Dao.

After a while.

He finally confirmed that there was no trace of the Heavenly Dao in all the divine worlds, which meant that from then on, his divine way had nothing to do with the ancient times. Even if he survived the catastrophe of creation in the outside world and waited until the ancient times, it would be impossible for him to be detected by the Heavenly Dao.

Somehow, the shackles that were on him had disappeared.

"Next, we need to refine our divine power until it reaches its ultimate limit, and then overcome the divine calamity of creation as quickly as possible."

"Unfortunately, Nangong Xian is seriously injured and needs to recuperate. He cannot escort me there. It would be inappropriate to ask him at this moment."

After thinking about it, Han Yi made a decision.

"In that case, then go there on your own."

"I have the token of the Nangong God Clan. I also know the map of the vast territory of the Taichu God Clan, so I don't have to worry about getting lost."

“It’s not difficult to go to the Divine Tribulation Valley in the Primordial Realm. It only takes a few days to go back and forth.”

"Ok, deal."

Han Yi did not set off immediately. Instead, he took out the divine power from the ground of the Ancient Jade Lake from the Taiyi Immortal Spirit Realm and began to fill it into his provincial divine veins. The divine power flowed, rapidly elevating his divine cultivation to the highest level.

Before this, he had suppressed the God Clan's cultivation at the peak of the Void Realm. Now that the shackles had been removed, he had no more worries. The suppression from the early stage was released at this moment, like a dam opening, and the speed was extremely fast, even torrential rain.

Three years later.

He finally reached the limit of the Void Realm and felt that he could bring about a divine calamity at any time with just a thought. He then walked out of the temple without informing Nangong Xian. Instead, he disappeared from the top of the mountain and headed for the Taichu Divine Calamity Valley. (End of this chapter)