I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy-Chapter 920 - 388: Evil Beast Tide, Reunion with Qin Yi_2
Chapter 920 -388: Evil Beast Tide, Reunion with Qin Yi_2
Within hundreds of miles, there was no longer a trace of the Evil Beast Clan’s presence. His spatial travel must have taken him away from the location of Two Realms Mountain.
The thread of Divine Consciousness he sensed in the Xuanhuang Taiji Plate he was holding had grown extremely faint.
“This distance is already the limit.”
“Next, I just need to follow the direction of Two Realms Mountain, keeping behind it. After some time, when the Evil Beast tide has passed, I’ll make my way to Two Realms Mountain and should be able to avoid this calamity.”
Following the guidance of the Xuanhuang Taiji Plate, Han Yi engaged the Illusionary Fire Escape, moving through the Void with great speed.
This was his backup plan. Using a wisp of his own Qi as a guide and with the help of the Xuanhuang Taiji Plate, a mid-grade Spiritual Treasure, he temporarily escaped the encirclement of the Evil Beast tide. Once Two Realms Mountain passed through the tide, he would catch up, settle inside the mountain, and avoid this disaster.
Next.
Han Yi traversed the Void for several days until he finally tore through space to quickly catch up. At a considerably distant place from Two Realms Mountain, he returned to normal space and observed his surroundings with a shake.
He saw that there were no more Evil Beasts around Two Realms Mountain and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that his plan had worked.
A short while later.
He caught up to Two Realms Mountain once more and entered, seeing the collapse of many palaces. Although there had been many Evil Beasts in the tide, there were no powerful ones. For Two Realms Mountain, it meant only the loss of some palaces; the core areas were still intact.
Han Yi found the abandoned Transmission Array in the palace previously connected to Yu Heng World. Half of the palace had collapsed, but after clearing away the rubble, the Transmission Array below was no different from before.
However, before he could take his next step, a deep and commanding voice suddenly rang in his ear.
“It’s you.”
In that moment, Han Yi’s mind roared, and he sharply turned to look behind him.
At the same time, as he turned, his Mana surged, forming a layer of gray-white light around his body.
Four Origins Tao Skills.
With a flick of two fingers, the Qingping Sword at his back leapt into action.
What was magical was that at this moment, under Han Yi’s Divine Consciousness, the Qingping Sword seemed to lose its physical form and turned into a pure green-black radiance in his hand.
This brilliance was dazzling yet perfectly contained.
This was Sword Control Skill at the level of Immortal Skills.
Although he held this brilliance without releasing it, the condensed yet explosive Sword Qi still caused hearts to palpitate, becoming one of his most powerful moves at the moment.
“There’s no need to be so tense.”
“Eh?”
“Immortal Skill?”
The voice rang out in succession. The second sound of surprise came just as Han Yi turned, full of astonishment.
As the words ‘Immortal Skill’ fell, Han Yi had already turned around, and then he froze.
Before him floated a middle-aged man in the air, carrying a long sword on his back, clad in a black robe, with a majestic face that bore the majesty of swallowing mountains and rivers and eyes that held the grandeur of the sun and moon changing.
Although Han Yi had never seen this middle-aged man before, there was a feeling of familiarity and numerous memories flashed through his mind, converging on a cultivator with whom he had once had a brief encounter.
After returning from Void Prison, Han Yi, gravely injured, had spent some time recuperating in Daqin Taijing City. During that time, he encountered Qin Yao, the second Emperor’s son of Daqin, while seeking the Demon Slaying Sword.
The Qin Yao he met back then shared a seven-point resemblance to this middle-aged man before him.
So to say, this middle-aged man should be one of the Great Qin Fairy Imperial Family Cultivators.
No, that’s not right.
Since the Great Qin Immortal Country had joined Beidou Immortal Palace, they should have moved to the Immortal Realm like the Purple Cold World, leaving no Emperor’s son behind.
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Moreover…
Powerful.
The cultivator before him exuded an unbelievable strength. This might was much greater than Half-immortal Dai Zhe, Zhengyang Immortal Envoy, or the Fu Qiong Half-Immortal he had encountered previously.
Immortal.
Han Yi was shocked and blurted out,
“Are you Emperor Qin?”
Previously, he had heard from Dong Chang that Emperor Qin Yi had disappeared and the realm of Daqin was inherited by the first imperial daughter.
Before that, Han Yi had wondered why, while the Daqian Emperor, Sword Cliff Sword Master, and Patriarch of Creation Sect, who were all at the pinnacle of Spirit Transformation Peak Cultivators in Yu Heng World, had either participated in the Beidou Immortal Convention or entered the Void Projection, gathering later in Qingxuan Dojo within the Fragmented Immortal World and then taken to the Immortal Realm with differing fates, including ascension and perishing.
Yet, the acknowledged strongest in Yu Heng World, the Daqin Emperor, had vanished before all this, leading to rumors of his imperial succession surfacing especially after Pang Wan ascended and returned to Yu Heng World.
However, Han Yi, while attentive, had not given it much weight, given his only significant link to the Daqin Imperial Family was a single Supreme Order.
Unexpectedly, after many years, he would encounter the other party again on Two Realms Mountain within the Void of the Chaotic Demon Area.
The middle-aged man revealed a trace of a mild smile and nodded, “I am Qin Yi.”
Upon hearing this, Han Yi exhaled a breath of relief, gave a slight flick of his hand, dispersing the light back into the Qingping Sword, which then fell behind him. However, the gray-white light on his body did not dissipate.
Qin Yi looked at the Qingping Sword in Han Yi’s hand, his eyebrows slightly raising, his eyes flashing with a shock that was much more intense than when he had seen Han Yi casting an Immortal Skill.
“The Qingping Sword.”
