Chapter 433 Return to Immortality, See the Immortal Sword Again

Deep in the Julu Mountains.

Mountain rain poured down, turning the ancient forest into a water world.

A figure with a broken body on the right side flew slowly here three meters above the ground. This figure was naturally Han Yi, who left the cave half a year after waking up.

The range that Han Yi's consciousness could sense at this moment was only about twenty miles. He didn't know where his Qiankun Ring was left, but he had enough time and patience to find it.

Moreover, the huge traces of destruction left by his overwhelming impact were difficult to completely cover up even with the continuous mountain rain.

Han Yi first went straight forward after coming out of the cave, surveying all the way, and determined the route where he was blown away and hit. Finally, he flew twenty miles away and finally determined the core of the battlefield.

At this moment, he hovered in the air, looking ahead, with more shock and horror in his eyes.

In front of him, a huge lake came into view.

The lake is about ten miles deep. The rainwater gathered from all directions has already filled the ten-mile wide lake. The lake is surrounded by huge mountains that seem to have been dug out and sunken from Han Yi's position to both sides.

This is the location set by Dai Zhe. He set up a teleportation formation in the Immortal Palace to teleport Han Yi here, and then opened the immortal space to include Han Yi in it. This is a perfect plan to target Han Yi's space immortal art.

But Han Yi not only has a space immortal art, but also has many immortal arts, even Taoism. He is more determined and does not hesitate to self-destruct the virtual sword world, suppressing everything, just to kill Dai Zhe.

Because he knows that if Dai Zhe doesn't die, he will die.

As for the place where the lake is located, the mountainous terrain before the explosion has long been wiped out by the great power. Now all that is left here is a huge lake ten miles wide.

Han Yifei was above the lake, and his spiritual sense detected the lake's depth of about two thousand meters. After thinking about it, he understood the reason.

On the one hand, it was because the explosion of the fragment of the Heavenly Demon Halberd pulled most of the energy of the explosion upward, and the energy downward was weak. On the other hand, the mountain rain carried soil, rocks, and sand, and continuously filled the lake, which made the depth of the lake look not deep.

His figure hovered above the lake, and his spiritual sense detected it again and again, not missing every inch of space. When he finally reached the center of the lake, his eyes lit up slightly.

He drew his spiritual sense, and under the lake, buried under the lake, two thousand meters underground, a silver-white light penetrated the sand and stone, broke through the water boundary, and hovered in front of Han Yi.

Fragment of the Heavenly Demon Halberd.

He spent a long time to sacrifice this fragment, and his spiritual sense was attached to it, but he only had the cultivation of the Golden Core at the moment. When he pulled it up, he found that his mana was reduced by 80%.

Han Yi's face changed slightly, and he quickly put it into the Qiankun Ring.

"With the fragment of the Heavenly Demon Halberd, even a Yuanying cultivator can be easily killed."

Although it is a fragment, it is undeniable that this is his most powerful weapon so far. Even if it is just an ordinary sword-controlling technique, it can easily cross the boundary and kill the enemy.

After Han Yi explored a circle, he found nothing. He turned to escape into the lake and continued to explore.

A few hours later.

Han Yi flew up, with only a fragment of the sword tip in his hand.

The body of this sword tip fragment is the Fire Sword. At the beginning, the Void Sword Realm exploded and all nine swords were destroyed. In the end, he only found this fragment.

As for the others, he had dug deep under the lake and explored every inch of sand, stone and soil several times. After confirming that there was no more harvest except the fragment of the Fire Sword Tip.

In his expectation, there should be the Nine Swords of the Void Sword Realm, the Copper Ancient Bowl, the Black Fairy Sword, the Divine Fire Giant Axe, the Sky-shaking Shuttle, and even other fairy weapons in the Fairy Spirit Realm of Dai Zhe, which would explode with its fall.

Among them, judging from the fragments of the tip of the Fire Sword, the nine semi-immortal weapons were all destroyed in this earth-shattering explosion, and only one fragment remained.

In fact, this is inevitable. After all, these nine swords are only semi-immortal weapons in terms of material, and they are also average among semi-immortal weapons. It is not surprising that they were destroyed in an explosion that can destroy even the body of a true immortal.

Apart from this, all other things disappeared.

Han Yi could only attribute it to the explosion that blew it to the nearby mountains, washed away by the mountain rain, and then buried in a certain place. It would take a long time to dig it out.

However.

He was not determined to get these things. It was his greatest luck to retrieve the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd that had the most guaranteed combat power.

Next.

He did not continue to search around the lake, but retreated to the way he came before and began to look for his Qiankun Ring.

Seven days later.

Han Yi finally found his Qiankun Ring under a mountain stream stone wall three miles away from the route he was knocked away.

To be exact, it was his severed hand, which was wearing a golden ring, which was his main Qiankun Ring.

Han Yi had no obsession with the severed hand. He did not need to wait for him to recover to the immortal realm of the ancient god. He only needed to open the main Qiankun Ring and take the weak sixth-level elixir in it. The powerful medicinal effect would allow him to regenerate his severed limb.

What he cared about most was the Qingping Sword in the main Qiankun Ring, which had accompanied him for more than 200 years. The next thing he cared about was various elixirs, semi-immortal spirit stones, and various spiritual treasures.

Han Yi took back the Qiankun Ring with a scroll of his mind, and then opened it and took out a sword of the lower-grade spiritual treasure level at random. With a few swipes, he dug out a stone cave ten meters deep, three meters high and wide on the stone wall beside the mountain stream.

Then, he took out ten bottles of weak sixth-level spiritual pills that he had bought with a huge amount of immortal palace points from the Qiankun Ring, and also took out a large number of semi-immortal spiritual stones.

For the weak sixth-level spiritual pill, he only dared to pour out one this time. The injury to his body was more serious than the injury to his soul. At this moment, he was not in a wartime state, so he would not force it, but tried to use the power of medicine to dissolve the accumulated blood stasis and hidden injuries in his body bit by bit.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and time flies.

Waves of roaring and explosions came, awakening Han Yi from the shallow level of healing practice.

Han Yi opened his eyes. In front of him, the stone wall he had casually chiseled was blocked by sparse branches and leaves. Beams of sunlight leaked through the branches and leaves and fell on the ground of the stone cave, making this space brighter.

He did not pay attention to the fighting and collision outside, but attracted his divine thoughts. In an instant, he found that his divine thoughts were much stronger than the last time he woke up, and were already equivalent to the early stage of transformation.

His divine thoughts fell into his body, meridians, bones, blood, and divine orifices.

Especially the divine orifices, which are related to the recovery of the realm of his ancient god system.

The tens of thousands of divine orifices that have been opened in his body almost collapsed by 90% in the original battle. Only the first 100 divine orifices remained, but the innate gods in the divine orifices also fell into silence and sleep.

At this moment, after the divine thoughts escaped into the first divine orifice and the middle divine orifice, he found that the innate fire god in them, although still in a weak state, had really woken up.

In the later divine orifices, the divine consciousness gradually discovered that more innate divine spirits had recovered, and even the divine orifices were reopened to about 30,000. Although it was still far from the 80,000 before he was injured, this level undoubtedly represented that Han Yi's body had returned to the realm of immortality.

The divine consciousness retracted into the cave in his body. Han Yi found that although his Yuanshen was still weak, he could already sit in the center of the cave.

At the bottom of the cave, there were three strands of purple fairy air hovering here. This was what remained in his body after he violently broke thirteen fairy spirit stones, activated the sword control fairy technique, and controlled the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd.

Under the purple fairy air was the crystal of mana he had accumulated since his last awakening.

The outside world.

Han Yi retracted his divine consciousness, looked down, and saw that his right side was intact. His right hand, right abdomen, and right leg had grown again during this period of time.

Han Yi's thoughts turned, and he knew that it had been seven years since he had been in seclusion to heal his wounds.

During these seven years, the ten bottles of elixirs had been completely consumed, and there were still many semi-immortal spirit stones and waste residues beside him.

The effect of this seclusion also exceeded Han Yi's expectations.

In terms of the realm of the immortal system, he has now recovered to the level of the early stage of the transformation of the spirit, and in the ancient god system, he has recovered to the immortal realm. Although it is only the early stage of the immortal realm, it is still one of his greatest manifestations of combat power.

Han Yi took off his original tattered robes, took out a set of black robes from the Qiankun ring and put them on. Then, he walked to the entrance of the cave, waved his hand to break through the sparse branches and leaves, and walked forward.

This time, he will explore the nearby area of ​​100 or even hundreds of miles to find things that he had not found seven years ago.

The recovery of his realm also restored his consciousness, and now it is much easier to explore than seven years ago.

Seven years have passed.

Han Yi walked in this mountain range again. Unlike the rainy season seven years ago, the sun was warm now, which made him feel better.

Encountering the ambush by Dai Zhe was a disaster for him, but it was also a baptism, a human disaster before the immortal disaster.

After walking out of the cave, Han Yi looked up and raised his eyebrows slightly.

More than 30 miles ahead of him, a killing disaster was taking place.

An elderly god who was seriously injured was surrounded by seven god monks.

When Han Yi looked over there, the half-white-haired elderly god was taking out a black long sword, his eyes were full of anger and resentment, surging out, and deep in the anger and resentment was endless despair.

"Seven Ghosts of Black Mountain, we have no grudges against you, but you are so cruel that you want to destroy my sect in order to seize the immortal sword."

"Today, even if I risk my life, I will drag you down with me."

"Come on!"

The old god almost screamed out the last two words.

When the old man took out the black sword, the faces of the seven gods who surrounded him brightened.

"The Immortal Sword, although it is a broken one, with this Immortal Sword, my seven black gods can definitely have the fighting power of a half-immortal by using the combined attack method to sacrifice the Immortal Sword."

"That's right, this Immortal Sword must be obtained."

"You Ming Zen Sect is stubborn and stubborn, and you are holding the Immortal Sword. This is a crime of holding a treasure. This is the way to death, so you don't need to blame others."

"Put down the Immortal Sword, and I will give you a quick death."

"This Immortal Sword, if you don't have the cultivation of a half-immortal, it will be difficult to exert its power. Otherwise, you would have used it long ago, why wait until now."

Although the tone was tough, the seven gods still retreated a mile back, but the encirclement and killing momentum did not disperse.

And Han Yi, who had just walked out of the stone wall and was more than 30 miles away from them, had a bright look in his eyes.

"That black Immortal Sword is the one that Dai Zhe took out to wipe out the Void Sword Realm."

"Not bad luck."

"This Immortal Sword is destined to belong to me."

As soon as Han Yi had the idea, he flew straight into the encirclement of the eight gods.

He did not hide his presence. When he approached, his state of early stage of the god transformation was also captured by the cultivators.

The eyes of the surrounded old god were originally bright, but when he saw that Han Yi was only in the early stage of the god transformation, they dimmed again.

As the Black Mountain Seven Ghosts said, he got the immortal sword, but before he found the method of sacrifice and refinement, he leaked the news. He was found by a group of seven gods near the sect and destroyed the sect. He fled all the way and returned to the place where he got the immortal sword, which was the depths of the Julu Mountains.

He took out the immortal sword, and there was only one way, that is, his soul escaped into the immortal sword, self-destructed his soul, and let the immortal sword burst out the power of the immortal sword indiscriminately, so as to achieve the purpose of mutual destruction.

However.

His self-destruction was uncontrollable, and it was very likely that his soul self-destructed, but the immortal sword remained motionless, and all its power was bound in the immortal sword.

If he didn't use the immortal sword, the lethality of his soul's self-detonation alone would hardly hurt the seven Black Mountain Ghosts who surrounded him.

This was the reason why his eyes were filled with rage, but also with despair.

At this moment, seeing that Han Yi's aura was only in the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit, and he was also weak, the hope that had just risen in his eyes was shattered.

However, when Han Yi appeared, he thought of something, so when Han Yi flew towards the encirclement where he was, he shouted loudly:

"Daoyou, please escape quickly."

"These Black Mountain Seven Gods want to swallow my Ming Chan Sect's immortal sword, please take this news out with you."

On the other side.

When Han Yi approached, the closest to him, the transformation of the spirit cultivator, his eyes flashed, and he had already taken out a long sword of the best spiritual treasure level and rushed towards Han Yi.

Behind him, the other seven transformation of the spirits adjusted their positions and still surrounded the old Ming Chan Sect's spirit cultivator.

When Han Yi's aura appeared just now, they had already paid attention to Han Yi. Even if Han Yi wanted to escape, they would send people to chase him. After all, if the news of getting the Immortal Sword leaked out, they would not be able to keep it.

In order to get the Immortal Sword and hold it, they need to ensure that the news does not leak out, so they wiped out the entire Ming Chan Sect before.

The young man who suddenly appeared was only in the early stage of the God of Transformation, and his aura revealed a sense of weakness. It happened that the one closest to him was the fourth most powerful God of Transformation in Black Mountain, who was in the middle stage of the God of Transformation. He could easily kill the other party with one move.

The Seven Gods of Black Mountain had such confidence.

A thirty-mile area was just a snap of a finger for the God of Transformation.

As soon as the old monk of Ming Chan Sect shouted loudly, the Black Mountain God of Transformation rushed out with a long sword in his hand, and Han Yi punched out.

A stream of divine power flashed by.

Boom!

Black Mountain's spirit exploded in mid-air, and his soul escaped from the exploded body. He was about to speak, but Han Yi frowned and pointed his finger at him. His soul exploded and turned into broken soul energy. Han Yi opened his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach.

He smashed the opponent with one punch, using the Ancient God-Destroying Fist. He pointed his finger at him and destroyed his soul, using the Soul-Severing Technique, which he rarely used alone. Finally, he swallowed the broken soul energy, which was another soul technique, the Soul-Binding Technique, to absorb the soul energy into the soul mirror space.

One punch, one finger, one suction, for Han Yi, it couldn't be simpler.

But ten miles away, whether it was Black Mountain's spirit who was originally confident of winning, or the old monk of Ming Chan Sect who was trapped in it and had despaired, they all had a terrified expression.

Tribulation cultivator, and the most bizarre soul-based tribulation cultivator.

Han Yi didn't care what they thought. He didn't come close to seek justice for Ming Chan Sect, and he didn't have the time to do so. He pointed at the trapped old monk.

"That sword is mine."

"Give it back to me."