Chapter 312: Divine Power Weakens the World, and Wisdom Weakens

Han Yi was indeed very excited. After all, this was the second time he had encountered something that could cause the panel to change.

Last time, it was the jade arm that jumped out of Zhang Tu.

However, after swallowing the jade arm, I don’t know if it was because the conditions were not met or for other reasons, the system panel did not change substantially.

And this time, the panel directly prompted that in this case, if Han Yi really absorbed the ‘life seed’, the panel should change.

This change should be positive and should be extremely important to him.

But Han Yi did not dare to let go and bet that he could safely absorb the ‘life seed’. After all, this is the Scarlet Dimension. Let alone the Nascent Soul, even the God of Transformation, the Half Immortal, and even the True Immortal, are not decisive in this dimension.

At least the Xuanxian, or even above, is the decisive force in this battlefield.

Han Yi also wanted to use the soul-devouring and disguise skills to blend in with the ghost witches and find a chance to leave. He would not take it for granted that he could successfully reach the place of life seeds by jumping into the cave, then happily absorb it, and then leave.

Jumping into the cave, the greater possibility is that he will die without a burial place.

Han Yi carefully shuttled through the battlefield along the gap between the monks and the ghost witches. Every time he passed the cave that spewed out scarlet gas, he would stop to sense it. Sure enough, a prompt on the panel would pop up in front of him. This prompt was actually more like a program. When the distance was less than a certain amount, the life seeds could be sensed, and when the distance exceeded a certain amount, there would be no sense.

Han Yi ignored the prompt and continued to walk towards a direction. Among them, he met too many monks, some from the human race, some from the demon race, and some ancient alien races that only belonged to legends in the Yuheng Realm.

As for the number of ghost witches, they are endless. In the scarlet dimension, ghost witches who directly possess immortal bodies are the nightmares of all cultivators. As one grows stronger, the other shrinks. The cultivators of the Immortal Dao World can do nothing about ghost witches.

Two hours later.

After a long period of observation, Han Yi also discovered a pattern, that is, although the number of ghost witches remains unchanged, the ghost witches that are re-condensed from the cave emitting scarlet gas are weaker in strength.

At the beginning, he could still encounter ghost witches who could kill late-stage Nascent Soul after resurrection. Later, the strongest resurrected ghost witches he encountered could only kill mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

Han Yi guessed that their Nascent Souls, even including the God of Transformation and even the Semi-Immortal, all played a role of consumption. Every time a ghost witch was killed, a trace of power in this dimension would be consumed.

This is consistent with his guess that his Nascent Souls are all cannon fodder.

This situation made Han Yi look extremely ugly, and his desire to accumulate immortal power, leave the frontline immortal fortress, and return to the immortal world became more urgent.

So.

After walking to the periphery for two hours, he immediately changed his mind, and rushed towards a ghost witch with a flash of his body, and his sword fell.

The ghost witch died and dissipated into the scarlet earth below.

Han Yi's figure flashed, and he looked at a ghost witch around him. The ghost witch screamed and did not move. Han Yi retreated, flashed on the battlefield, confused his figure, changed his appearance to the ghost witch he had just killed, and then continued to hunt the next ghost witch.

In this way, he shuttled on the battlefield, staying away from those late Nascent Soul cultivators and ghost witches, and only hunted ghost witches with the strength equivalent to the early or middle Nascent Soul.

Every time he killed a ghost witch, there would be a corresponding record of killing enemies on the immortal nameplate he received from the immortal fort. After returning to the immortal fort, these records could be converted into immortal merits, which could be exchanged for spiritual treasures, immortal tools, elixirs, formations, etc. Even, if the immortal merits reached a certain standard, he could apply to be transferred back to the rear.

This is what Zhao Xuanyi said before, but in his words, one needs 100,000 immortal merits to actively apply to be transferred back, and the so-called 100,000 immortal merits are as difficult as ascending to heaven for a cultivator.

Because on the battlefield, killing an enemy of the same level can only be counted as one immortal merit, and killing an enemy of a higher level will be counted tenfold. In other words, for an ordinary early Nascent Soul cultivator, he needs to kill 100,000 Nascent Souls of the same level, or kill 10,000 enemies of the middle Nascent Soul of a higher level, in order to accumulate 100,000 immortal merits.

This is basically an impossible task.

Moreover, if there really is a cultivator who is so amazing, then the corresponding Immortal Palace would naturally train him as a core member. When he reaches the semi-immortal stage, he will be sent to the front line for training. He will never be sent to the front line in a hurry at the Nascent Soul stage, because at this stage, life and death is a matter of luck, not strength.

As Han Yi guessed, in the Immortal Realm, not only Nascent Souls, but even the Gods of Transformation are cannon fodder when they reach the front line.

Only semi-immortals can play a certain role.

At this moment.

Han Yi's mentality changed, and he let go and killed the ghost witches. One by one, the ghost witches returned to the scarlet land in his hands, adding a record of killing enemies to his nameplate.

In the vast area, there are tens of millions of Nascent Soul cultivators and even more ghost witches. The number of people killed by Han Yi is not small for an individual, but in the entire battlefield, it is a drop in the bucket, and it can't even stir up a wave.

An hour later.

Han Yi squatted at the entrance of a cave that exuded a scarlet aura. He had observed the cave for an incense stick of time before this. The ghost wizards condensed from the cave were getting weaker and weaker. Not long ago, only ghost wizards equivalent to those in the early Nascent Soul stage condensed from the cave.

Two spiritual treasures appeared beside him, one was the Qingping Sword and the other was the Zhuguang Sword. In his hand, he held the Xuanhuang Taiji Plate, and on his robe, there was a picture of the true form of the heavens.

When the scarlet gas gushed out of the cave entrance and condensed into ghost witches, scattered near the cave entrance, Han Yi's eyes widened, and the two swords shuttled out, like two dragons, flashing past.

The sound of puffing was endless.

Han Yi's face was happy. His appearance and breath at this moment were no different from the scarlet ghost witch. Even the connection with the scarlet earth was very real, which made a ghost witch farther away puzzled. However, this ghost witch still rushed over here. The powerful strength made many ghost witches along the way retreat.

This is a ghost witch at the peak of the Nascent Soul level.

Seeing this, Han Yi could only sigh with regret. Just now, in just half a breath, he had killed thirteen ghost witches. This kind of immortal power was too convenient to obtain, but it also attracted the attention of other powerful ghost witches. For safety, he had to give up this place to guard the corpse.

He flashed his figure and drilled into a place where ghost witches gathered, and then fled away. The powerful ghost witch was spotted by a human Yuanying peak cultivator, who ignored Han Yi and allowed him to escape calmly.

Next.

Han Yi continued to kill ghost witches and accumulate immortal power. However, this time he did not dare to squat at the entrance of the cave, fearing that he would attract more attention, so he could only kill ghost witches honestly.

The record of killing enemies on the nameplate increased with time, and Han Yi's heart actually began to become more and more anxious, because he was a cultivator, not a machine. On this battlefield, there would always be a time when mana was consumed and soul energy was exhausted.

But the situation did not change according to his will. The battlefield was still endless, thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of miles.

Time passed bit by bit.

At a certain moment.

Han Yi paused slightly, and then, when he appeared, he was already one mile away. In the process of crossing a mile, there was no sound, no spatial fluctuations at all, and even less mana was consumed.

He showed ecstasy in his eyes, turned his head, took another light step, and returned to the original position. Following the light-chasing sword behind him, he cut a ghost witch in two, and the golden light overflowed and sprinkled on the scarlet ground, but it did not leave a trace of sword marks.

"Breakthrough."

Han Yi put away the Xuanhuang Taiji Plate. The reason he held this spiritual plate was mainly to teleport and escape, to deal with special situations. At this moment, one of his skills broke through, and the skill after the breakthrough was not much inferior to the effect of the spiritual plate.

This skill is the light body technique.

[Light body technique: extreme (1/100)]

Moreover, after the Light Body Technique broke through to the extreme, a magical power derived from it also emerged in his mind. Han Yi just crossed a mile in an instant, as if teleporting, and he could not help but use this magical power.

Magical power: Light Realm.

Light body creates a realm, and the realm is invisible, so it can be reached in an instant.

This magical power, with Han Yi as the center, can build an invisible world. In this invisible world, Han Yi can go to any place in this invisible realm at any time.

At this moment, with his strength, this invisible world has only a radius of one mile, that is, Han Yi can instantly appear in a certain area one mile away, thereby avoiding the enemy's attack. From the perspective of distance, although it cannot achieve the effect of the Xuanhuang Taiji Plate, it is much stronger in reducing mana and reaction time, so Han Yi immediately withdrew the spirit plate and used magical powers instead.

Next.

Han Yi's loss of mana decreased, but the efficiency of killing the enemy increased instead.

An hour later.

Just as he was immersed in killing the enemy, suddenly, a huge roar sounded from the depths of this dimension.

Then, Han Yi felt that the entire dimension was shaking. In just half a breath, the vibration reached its peak. In an instant, he felt a sudden sinking, and the scarlet earth under his feet actually spread out directly. The monks and ghost witches in this area began to fall down.

Han Yi was shocked. Under the scattered scarlet earth, there was a terrifying suction force that sucked all the monks and ghost witches in this area down.

At the moment of falling, Han Yi had already seen clearly that this scattered area was only about ten miles. Ten miles away, other scarlet lands were still intact, and in the farther places, there were also areas that sank.

If Han Yi could raise his sight higher at this moment, he would be able to see that the entire vast scarlet world seemed to have reached a critical state at this moment, and began to sink downwards one by one. These points were not worth mentioning to the entire world, but the area of ​​each point was at least dozens of miles wide. The monks and ghost witches at these points fell to the next level.

This was actually the role of cannon fodder, consuming the power of the scarlet dimension, corroding layer by layer, and providing a basis for victory in the final battle at the immortal level.

Han Yi didn't know this, he only knew that he was falling, and the speed of falling was not fast. It took about ten minutes before he felt that he was back on the ground.

And this new battlefield, just a glance, made him tremble with fear.

Because this was the battlefield of the incarnation.

High in the sky, three ghost witches more than five meters high are fighting with four powerful gods. One of the powerful gods is still a demon. At this moment, the demon god shows its true form and becomes a hundred meters high. A huge white ape. The giant ape held a stick and swung it up and down. A group of ghost witches faced the enemy head-on. The bone blade of its arm was already silver. The silver bone blade cut out a huge blade light and blocked the giant stick. The giant ape Backing up, the void shook wildly with every step he took.

With three against four, the ghost witch actually gained the upper hand and killed the monk who transformed into a god, retreating steadily.

Han Yi withdrew his gaze and did not dare to look again, because if he continued to look at such power, his eyes would not be able to withstand it.

Around him, the fallen ghost wizards began to kill the falling immortal monks.

Han Yi, however, did not immediately invest in hunting ghost witches.

He looked up to the sky. There was nothing unusual in the sky at this moment. It was scarlet, and the space where he was before he fell could not be seen.

He withdrew his gaze and landed on the translucent panel in front of him, where a line of fonts flashed.

"The life seed was discovered and can be absorbed!"

This line of fonts is the same as before. In the upper space, Han Yi could only appear when he was close to the caves emitting scarlet energy. At this moment, without doing anything, this line of prompts had already appeared.

"How to absorb it?" Han Yi tried to think silently in his mind.

He didn't have much hope, but unexpectedly, a message flowed into his heart in an instant, saying that he was within the absorbable range, and he only needed to silently absorb it.

It's that simple?

Han Yi was doubtful, but still tried to recite silently: "Absorb the life seed."

moment.

A line of words on the translucent panel changed slightly:

"While absorbing life seeds, the absorption progress is 0/100!"

This change made Han Yi's pupils shrink. It turned out to be so simple. However, he did not regret it. As he said, his guess was correct. On the previous level, if he had silently absorbed it, it should not be that simple. But at this level, It can be so easy.

Han Yi suddenly noticed something and looked down at his feet. At this moment, the scarlet ground under his feet, centered on him, began to change from scarlet to transparent within three meters, as if the scarlet air in the ground was being controlled by him. Absorption, this transparency, begins to spread outward.

But the progress on the panel is still at 0/100 and does not move.

Han Yi suddenly realized that the reason why he could directly absorb the life seed must be that the distance was close enough. The power radiated by the life seed was the scarlet gas he saw, and the scarlet gas formed this dimension. , that is, everything in this world, including the dimensional space, is derived from the fate seed.

As his thoughts moved, Han Yi was already changing with his body shape. He knew that he could not stay in a fixed place, because if the scarlet air around him became thinner, it would definitely be enchanted by ghosts and even catalyze the energy of this dimension. The strong ones among the ghost witches discovered that those strong ones were definitely at the Immortal level, and they were definitely not only True Immortals, but Mysterious Immortals, and even Golden Immortals. When the time came, the other party only needed to point a finger in the air. Squeeze him to death like an ant, and he will never be buried.

Therefore, strictly speaking, his method of absorbing life seeds is to draw chestnuts from the fire.

After half a stick of incense.

More and more monks and ghost witches fell from the previous level to this level. Han Yi's figure was hidden among the ghost witches and quickly changed his position.

Life seed absorption progress: 1/100.

This 1% progress seemed to have broken some critical point. Amidst the roar, the space on the top level was completely shattered. All the monks and ghosts and wizards fell to the level where the gods were fighting.

The gods and the Nascent Soul are fighting in a melee. A single Transformation Soul Ghost Witch can kill dozens or hundreds of Nascent Souls that have gathered together. This makes all the Nascent Soul monks fearful and dare not gather in one place. They can only disperse and connect with each other in a network area. , jointly resist the killing of ghosts and witches.

Han Yi, on the other hand, was still changing his body shape. Fortunately, he had a breakthrough in the Light Body Technique and possessed the light world magical power. As long as he was not a powerful person who transformed into a god, nothing could be done to him.

Two hours later.

Life seed absorption progress: 2/100.

Han Yi could vaguely feel a beating heart in the depths of this dimension. This feeling could only be glimpsed with the help of the moment of breakthrough in absorption of life seeds, but Han Yi already understood that The huge white heart is the life seed mentioned in the panel, that is, the thing of origin and Yuan Dynasty.

The space on this level began to shake a little.

Six hours later.

Han Yi fled for his life. Just now, a powerful god-transformer killed a god-level ghost witch. He just happened to be nearby and suffered the aftermath. He was seriously injured and fled bleeding.

Just after he escaped from the battlefield where the transformed god was destroyed.

Life seed absorption progress: 3/100.

Then, the entire space shook more violently, and from deeper in the dimension, there was a faint roar. The majesty in it was endless, and it was definitely an immortal level.

Han Yi was frightened, because he vaguely felt that the rapid changes in the scarlet dimension were probably related to his absorption of life seeds.

Twelve hours later.

Rumble.

In a violent roar and explosion, the entire space began to shatter. The sky was shattering, and the scarlet earth on the ground was also shattering.

then.

The monks and ghost wizards appeared in another layer of space.

There is so much pressure in this space that even the transformed gods can no longer fly.

And high in the sky, there were half-immortals fighting. The half-immortals were fighting, and the space was shattered into pieces, but it healed quickly under the scarlet aura.

Han Yi was shocked. His disguise could hide from the eyes of the gods, but it could not hide from the half-immortals who had condensed the law. In the eyes of the half-immortals, he would definitely not be able to get away.

If he met the half-immortal ghost witch, he would have no way out.

What should he do? Should he transform into a cultivator?

Life seed absorption progress: 4/100.

At the same time.

In the deepest part of the scarlet dimension, the ghost witch who repelled the temptation of the invading Xuanxian and turned into a ten-meter-tall body again fell back to the side of the wisdom seed and checked it out of habit.

But he was confused at random, followed by surprise and anger.

"The wisdom seed has degenerated?"

"This, this is absolutely impossible."

"Who, who is it?"

Outside the scarlet dimension, in the void space, four cultivators stood behind a burly cultivator. These five cultivators all exuded a strong immortal power.

When Han Yi absorbed 4/100 of the life seed, the burly cultivator frowned.

"The origin is beginning to weaken."

One of the four monks behind him, with golden eyes, saw through the entire dimension, and asked with a little doubt:

"Why so fast?"

"No, this is most likely a conspiracy."

"For so many tens of thousands of years, we have figured out the laws of the scarlet dimension. It is absolutely impossible to weaken so quickly, unless there is something wrong with the origin."

The burly monk standing in front chuckled: "Guessing is useless, try it and you will know."

Then he took a step forward and reached the edge of the scarlet, and then grabbed forward with one hand.

In the dimensional space, Han Yi, who had just fallen into the semi-immortal battlefield and was horrified, suddenly raised his head.

A huge arm emitting endless immortal power, from the sky to the height, pierced through the scarlet, shuttled down, and then blasted the scarlet earth below, deep into it, and a huge surprise sounded.

"It really weakened."

"This origin is mine."