Chapter 396: Immortal World, Wizard of Truth

It was the first time for Han Yi to pass through the wall of the spirit world by himself. Perhaps this fairy spirit world had become a thing without an owner, and the resistance of the fairy spirit aura was not strong.

The dim spiritual light flashed around him, and he found himself in the spirit world. In front of him, nine fellow incarnations stood in the void, their faces couldn't help being excited.

Although Han Yi was also slightly excited, his experience over the years made him observe everything around him quickly at the first time.

It can be said that among the ten incarnations who entered this place, although he was the youngest, only more than 200 years old, in terms of the dangers he had experienced in his immortal cultivation career, the others were far less than half of him.

At this moment, everyone was in a mountain forest, surrounded by deathly silence, as if even the breeze had disappeared, and this was also the first feeling that Han Yi had in this fairy spirit world.

However, in such a deadly environment, Han Yi's heart jumped, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it for the time being. This kind of wrongness was his rich experience in the past, and the feedback from his self when he just arrived in a strange space. He believed in this intuition.

The forest spread out for several miles. At the end of the forest, there were scattered and blurred mountains. In the core of the mountains, about ten miles away, there was a towering fairy peak.

However, the mountains and the fairy peak were shrouded in a layer of gray fog. When they first entered this place, Han Yi, like his fellow gods, was cautious and did not dare to spread his spiritual sense to explore at will.

A middle-aged god took out a scroll and shook it gently. The scroll slowly unfolded in the air. Then, thousands of white beads the size of soybeans floated out of the scroll and flew forward. The speed was different, but they all flashed slightly and disappeared after leaving the middle-aged monk for several meters.

Then, the middle-aged monk closed his eyes, as if he was sensing something. After ten breaths, the scattered white beads reappeared several meters away and fell back into the scroll, but the number was less than before.

The middle-aged monk opened his eyes again, put away the scroll first, and then nodded to everyone.

"I have used the Thousand Realms Spirit Pearl to inspect this fairyland, and I have basically understood the situation here."

"This world is about 20 miles long and wide, surrounded by mountains and forests. Just like where we are now, there is no unusual life."

"The core of this world is there."

The middle-aged cultivator pointed to the mountains and fairy peaks in the core area, his face turned solemn, and then said:

"There is the only strange place in this fairyland."

"Once my Thousand Realms Spirit Pearl enters the gray fog, it loses contact."

"Moreover, from the feedback from the spirit pearl before losing contact, the fog is quite strange, and it is actually absorbing the spiritual energy from the spirit pearl."

"We need to be cautious when entering it."

Han Yi watched the middle-aged cultivator's operation and did not find it novel. This spiritual treasure, called the Thousand Realms Scroll, is a detection-type spiritual treasure. The invisible Thousand Realms Spirit Pearls scattered from the Thousand Realms Scroll to the surroundings are like the eyes of the cultivator, which can explore the surroundings.

Using this magic treasure to explore is actually similar to exploring with spiritual consciousness, but exploring with spiritual consciousness is easy to cause backlash. In this fairy world, all cultivators dare not easily expand their spiritual consciousness, fearing that they will suddenly trigger restrictions. However, using the Thousand Realms Scroll to explore, even if the restrictions are triggered, it means that the Thousand Realms Spirit Pearl is destroyed, and it cannot be traced back to the cultivator who cast the magic treasure, which is safe.

Zhu Sui nodded and said to the cultivators: "Let's go and explore closer first."

The people quickly passed by a few miles of land. When they stood in front of the gray fog, they could see more clearly. This layer of gray fog was not very thick, only about ten meters, but the scene in the fog was illusory and blurred, not like the real world.

There was no movement in the mountains, but there were many palace buildings. Inside and outside the palace buildings, there was a dead silence, and the spiritual plants withered. The fairy peak in the center of the mountains was the same. At the top of the fairy peak, a majestic fairy palace could be vaguely seen, but there was still no movement.

Such a situation has exposed the problem, and everyone's face is stern.

Generally speaking, when an immortal dies, the immortal world will only fall apart, and any creature in the immortal world, as long as it is not bound to the immortal soul, will not die.

A young man who looks similar to Han Yi but has a slightly hoarse voice said: "I'll do it."

Then, the young man flipped his hand and took out a black bottle. After pulling off the bottle cap, three dark purple insects flew out of it.

"This is the purple demon insect. Although it is only half the size of a palm, it is born with a protective aura and has extremely strong defense. Even if a top-grade spiritual treasure hits it, it can only knock it down, but cannot kill it instantly."

The hoarse young man pointed and shouted: "Go."

The three demon insects, which were only half the size of a palm, flashed lightly, reached the edge of the gray mist, and plunged into it.

As if it was attacked by a strange force, a purple spiritual light suddenly burst out from the demon insects, protecting them. At the same time, the gray fog seemed to be a shark that smelled blood, and began to gather and rush towards the three demon insects. The purple light trembled slightly, and it was visibly dimmed by the naked eye. However, the demon insects were not slow. Before the purple light protecting the body dissipated, they had directly passed through the ten-meter thick gray fog. The rolling and gathering fog seemed to suddenly find no target, so it dispersed around and returned to a state of disorder.

"These fogs can devour spiritual energy, and they should be a strange life form." The hoarse voice of the young man said while continuing to sense the three purple demon insects.

After crossing the strange fog, the three demon insects went to the mountains, and after entering a palace outside the mountains, they never came out again.

"Dead." The hoarse young man suddenly said: "The emotions conveyed by the Zili Demonic Insect before its death were full of fear."

"There are terrible things in that palace."

As soon as these words came out, the hoarse young man stopped talking and looked at Zhu Sui, the consul who was leading this exploration.

Zhu Sui took a deep breath: "What do you think?"

A middle-aged monk, who was the strongest among the ten companions and carried a long sword on his back, raised his eyelids: "Of course I will continue to break into him. We are already here, why don't we just quit?"

His words were recognized by the cultivators, and even the hoarse young man who had killed three purple demon worms did not flinch.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's go in and explore the reality here."

"As for this gray mist, although it is a barrier, the gathering speed is too slow. We should be able to enter easily."

"In addition, Fellow Daoist Chen has just discovered that the palace in the mountains is in danger. After entering, don't separate for now. Once the source of the danger is solved, we can each search for the spiritual objects. How about that?"

Naturally, everyone had no objection. Upon seeing this, Zhu Sui took out a spiritual talisman and patted it on himself, then stepped forward and plunged into the dark mist. At the same time, a spiritual light appeared on his body, but like the previous Zili Demonic Insect, the spiritual light weakened, but Zhu Sui's speed was more than twice as fast as the monster insect. The energy of the spirit talisman was only consumed by half, and he had already passed through the strange mist.

With him setting an example, all the cultivators showed off their magical powers one after another. Some relied on spiritual talismans, some used spiritual treasures to protect their bodies, and some used their swords to block.

Han Yi's eyes flashed, but he did not flinch. What he met at this moment was not enough for him to escape. With a surge of mana, he shot it on his body and passed through the fog. The gray-white light produced by the Four Sources Taoist Technique was like a protective divine light, which he could easily resist. Stay away from the fog.

The exquisiteness of his spell made all the monks look slightly sideways.

Talk about it.

Among the ten people in this group of incarnations, only Han Yi was considered an outsider. Although they did not question Zhu Sui's choice, they also observed Han Yi's movements carefully. Seeing that Han Yi was getting through it easily, they all nodded in approval.

Seeing that everyone easily crossed the strange fog barrier and entered the mountains, Zhu Sui took the lead and approached a palace hundreds of meters away on the outside of the mountains, followed by the cultivators.

After Han Yi passed through the strange fog, he was shocked. After he had just crossed the wall of the spiritual world, he felt something was wrong here, but he couldn't put it in words. But now, standing closer to the mountains, he finally knew where it was. Something is wrong.

Death intention.

That's right.

This world is filled with an artistic conception of death. This artistic conception of death does not refer to the deathly silence and the withering of spiritual plants around him, but is the same as the artistic conception of death in the realm of life and death that he has achieved through the ancient god system in his spiritual aperture. , is the death intention at the legal level.

There is something strange, exerting the power of laws similar to the artistic conception of death, corroding this fairy world. The gray mist outside contains the artistic conception of death, but Han Yi did not consider this aspect before.

When Han Yi's thoughts were surging, the cultivators were already approaching the palace where the Zili Demonic Insect died. The middle-aged Avatar who was carrying a long sword and had an extremely strong body was the first to take action. His face flashed with a stern expression. Draw the sword and cut.

The sword was about two meters long and was a heavy sword. When the sword fell, the light of the sword slanted out like a waterfall. The spiritual energy did not explode, but was gathered and gathered.

Peng!

The entire palace exploded directly under this sword, but it did not affect other palaces.

The precision of the control is amazing.

"Um?"

The ruins of the exploded palace were shrouded in gray mist. In the mist, several figures suddenly stood up crookedly.

"No, there is no breath. These figures have no breath of life at all."

The hoarse young man who transformed into a god exclaimed. Just now, his Zili Demonic Insect passed through the gray mist. He sensed the changes in the aura of the demonic insect most clearly. This was the first thing he paid attention to at this moment.

His exclamation made the cultivators react. The strong young man slapped his long sword, and the strong wind picked up and blew past. However, the gray mist that appeared on the ruins of the palace remained unmoved and was not blown. .

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost."

An old god-transformation monk sneered, took out a three-legged golden cauldron, and slapped it hard. Golden flames flowed out of the golden cauldron, and as if it was spiritual, it rushed towards the gray mist.

There was a loud sizzling sound, and the golden flames and gray mist both died instantly.

This old god has a face full of pain. He spent a lot of money to condense these golden flames, and this time at least one third of them were gone.

As soon as the gray fog disappeared, those crooked figures fell down again, but after only three breaths, they got up again. Without the gray fog, everyone finally saw clearly what these figures were.

"It's a skeleton, an immortal skeleton." Zhu Sui exclaimed, his expression changing drastically.

When the cultivators heard this, their expressions also changed.

"It was done by the wizard from the Immortal Realm."

"Damn it."

"How many years have it been since I heard that the fairy world was invaded by wizards?"

"This trip was a loss."

"The old Red God Jin Yan has suffered a huge loss now."

Han Yi originally thought that the change in everyone's expressions meant that they were in danger, but after listening to their words, he instantly realized that the change in their expressions was not because of danger, but because they found that the harvest from this trip was absolutely sparse, not even a harvest. They will all change their colors.

Immediately, the introduction about the ancient world that he had seen in Xuanzang Palace flashed in his mind.

The ancient world was the immortal world in the ancient times. At the end of the ancient times, the ancient world was shattered and turned into nine worlds, which are now the nine immortal worlds.

Daluo Immortal World is located in the southeast of the ancient world, and to the west of Daluo Immortal World is the Immortal World, one of the nine immortal worlds.

The situation in the Immortal World is completely different from that of Daluo Immortal World. It is a fairyland where life and death are in competition. Wizards are the most powerful group of practitioners in the Immortal World.

Wizards are not the witch clan in the Great Luo Immortal World, but a group that focuses on studying evolution, pursuing the truth of the world, and immortality. It is precisely because of the pursuit of wizards that the fairy world is named the Immortal World.

This was Han Yi's understanding of the Immortal World. He did not understand the other details in depth. After all, under normal circumstances, it was absolutely impossible for him to have anything to do with the Immortal World.

In the field.

Zhu Sui flicked his fingers, and a ray of spiritual light turned into a rope, tying up the skeletons that had stood up again. Then the spiritual light pulled around, pulling the bones of those skeletons off, and then the spiritual light fixed them in a certain position. The bones are shaking and struggling, and it is difficult to gather together.

He turned to look at the other monks, sighed softly, and said:

"This fairy world has been plundered by the wizards of the immortal fairy world, but there may be some omissions. We will each look for opportunities to get as much as we can."

"In half an hour, we will gather under the central immortal peak and climb to the top together. If there is a spiritual being, that should be the most likely place."

After Zhu Sui finished speaking, he ignored the monks and flew towards other directions in the mountains.

The practitioners were no longer interested and dispersed.

Although Han Yi was a little confused, he did not ask in detail. Judging from the current situation, when they knew that this fairy world was visited by the wizard of the immortal fairy world, they lost interest. They obviously thought that there was not much danger here, but The remaining spiritual objects should not be enough to arouse interest, so they would do this.

Seeing that everyone was scattered, Han Yi stepped forward and looked at the skeletons that had been torn apart. In the pale eye holes of those skeletons, there were only two green auras. Han Yi felt the most deeply about this aura, and the life inside it. The artistic conception is quite strong.

But the skulls and other bones are full of the concept of death. If they were taken out alone, they would definitely not be alive.

But before his eyes, the bones shrouded in the mood of death were shaking rhythmically, trying to gather in the middle and re-form into a skeleton.

"Eternal Immortality, Wizards, Immortal Skeletons."

Han Yi's eyes lit up, and his interest in the Immortal Realm suddenly became much greater. His ancient god system has now reached the peak of life and death. As long as he takes one step further, he can enter the immortal realm.

This step, in addition to the assistance of the immortal divine liquid, also requires one's own understanding of the artistic conception of life and death, reaching the limit, and even transforming life and death.

Only through transformation of life and death can one be immortal.

In this way, the wizard's research path will definitely be of great reference significance to himself.

Of course, he will not travel far into the void to go to the Immortal Realm. Instead, he plans to return to the Suizhu Immortal Palace and go to the Xuanzang Palace to look for relevant information and practice methods of wizards and learn from them in order to draw parallels.

With his thoughts settled for the time being, Han Yi headed towards the mountains.

Next, he encountered more skeletons, some of which were not humanoid, but animal-shaped, and even giant dragon-shaped skeletons. However, these skeletons moved slowly, and in terms of combat power, they were still some distance away from becoming gods. , he dismantled it easily.

Half an hour later, he finished exploring several palaces, and found nothing except a few metal blocks of extraordinary material. He now somewhat understood the unlucky expressions on the faces of the cultivators after hearing about the wizards and undead skeletons.

Han Yi was also a little regretful. He thought he could make a small profit from this trip, but in the end, he gained almost nothing.

After exploring several palaces in the mountains, he headed to the Immortal Peak in the center of the mountains.