Chapter 457: Strange Mirror, Ancient God’s Punch
As Han Yi stepped forward with his sword, he was also observing the three True Immortals standing in front of him, about ten meters apart.
From the moment he appeared until now, the expressions on the faces of the three True Immortals had never changed. From the beginning to the end, they were extremely indifferent. There was no trace of emotion in the three pairs of immortal eyes, just like three immortal puppets.
Han Yi was more certain that the three True Immortals should have been copied here in some special way.
This might be a certain rule of Jiuyi Mountain. Under this rule, three True Immortals who set foot on the Immortal Mountain can be randomly selected to serve as the third light for other True Immortals to climb the mountain.
Maybe.
At this moment, his clone also appeared in front of the other True Immortals, looking at the True Immortals climbing the mountain expressionlessly.
Of course, according to his understanding, this kind of clone can never copy all the immortal arts combat power, but can only copy the means shown in Jiuyi Mountain.
Therefore, what Han Yi has to face are three false True Immortals who have part of the original strength.
In an instant, he has analyzed many conclusions about this level.
As soon as the thought fell, he took the lead in swinging three swords. These three swords were the Dawn Breaking Style of the Yuguang Sword Canon. The sword light was cold and sharp. In less than one ten-thousandth of a second, they were already shot at the three True Immortals at the same time.
These three swords were just a test.
Speaking of which, from the perspective of time, Han Yi walked from the bottom to the top, paused for a moment, and then continued to move forward and swing a sword. This process took less than a breath. During this period, he did not hesitate or doubt. Swinging the sword was like flowing clouds and water, always in the best state for battle.
At the same time, the three True Immortals also took action.
The one in the middle gently pointed out, and spiritual light burst out from his fingertips, turning into a three-meter-high jade bottle. The jade bottle tilted, and a gray illusory spiritual mist poured out from it and spread.
The True Immortal on the left drew out the golden sword on his back with his backhand, chopped it down with a knife, the sound of the knife was like thunder, and the lightning in the void flashed.
The True Immortal on the right slapped down with a palm. The huge palm fell from the sky. Under this palm, the space first exploded with sound and then shattered. Everything was carried down by this palm and crushed towards Han Yi.
Han Yi's face condensed slightly. From the moment the three people attacked, he could tell that the opponent's combat power had definitely surpassed the senior True Immortals and reached the peak level.
This lightning discovery allowed Han Yi to infer another piece of information. The three True Immortals who appeared should have passed the first two levels and reached the third level. Only in this way can they have the means of the peak True Immortal.
However, the opponent was not the original body. Although the moves reached the peak level of the True Immortal, it was definitely much worse than the original body in terms of response.
Sure enough.
After Han Yi swung out three swords, he had already thought about it. The Immortal Art of Mind Realm was performed. Only a residual image was left on the spot. His body had already been behind the True Immortal in the middle.
In the dark, he sensed that the threat of the one in the middle was the greatest.
After he disappeared, the three sword lights he emitted and the residual image on the spot were passed by the spiritual mist. The residual image strangely did not dissipate, but it was as if time and space were solidified. The three dazzling sword lights and the illusory thin residual image were imprinted in the spiritual mist.
The sword light and the immortal palm passed by one after another, but when they reached the edge of the spiritual mist, they condensed one after another. The sword light and immortal palm behind pushed the solidified sword light and immortal palm in front, and finally turned into a thick layer of chaotic immortal energy.
This layer of immortal energy was attached to both sides of the spiritual mist.
Han Yi did not see this scene, because after he performed the immortal art of the mind world, the Qingping Sword had already been released. The second-level sword control was added to the Qingping Sword, allowing this immortal sword that reached the second-level immortal weapon to burst out with the most peak attack.
The immortal sword was silent, and instantly pierced the real immortal standing in the middle from behind. The real immortal couldn't even turn around, and his body was broken like porcelain. The broken porcelain began to fade and then disappeared completely.
After he disappeared, the jade bottle he sent out slowly dissipated, and the spiritual mist in the jade bottle dissipated with it. The three sword lights and Han Yi's residual image that were originally imprisoned in the spiritual mist, and the two extremely compressed sword lights and immortal palm energy on the left and right were released.
Boom!
The sword light screamed, and the immortal palm exploded.
The real immortal on the right was unable to continue to attack after sending out the first immortal palm, because the Qingping sword had already pierced through his body.
The real immortal holding the golden knife on the left had already taken advantage of this short time to react and slashed again.
Han Yi, who was standing in the middle, slapped forward three times in an instant, and three gray lights appeared on his palm, superimposed together, stretched to two meters, and blocked in front of him.
The second sword slashed on the three layers of gray light, but was directly bounced off.
Then, before the third sword was swung, the Qingping Sword that returned had already blasted the True Immortal on the left to pieces.
In just two moments, this battle was over.
Han Yi retracted the Qingping Sword and swept around. His heart was not calm, but quite shocked. He was shocked because the jade bottle transformed by the immortal art of the True Immortal in the middle just now could pour out the spiritual mist that solidified time and space. This shows that this True Immortal has reached a very high level in the attainment of the laws of time and space. In terms of the comprehension of the laws of time and space alone, it is very likely that he has exceeded the True Immortal Realm and reached the Xuan Immortal Realm.
This is quite terrifying, which means that the other party is very likely to have reached the extreme level of the peak True Immortal, only one step away from the Xuan Immortal, and has a place in the top 100 of the True Immortal Ranking of the Void Tower.
If Han Yi encounters this kind of True Immortal, even if he sacrifices the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd, he will not be able to fight if the opponent is in person. However, if he transforms into the real body of the ancient god, he is confident that he has a chance to win the battle.
As for the other two True Immortals, even if they have entered the peak realm, they are relatively ordinary to Han Yi, just equivalent to the level of about the 130th floor of the Void Tower.
Before breaking through the original realm, Han Yi had already rushed to the 151st level with his immortal strength. It is not difficult for him to deal with this peak True Immortal at the 130th floor of the Void Tower.
And the three layers of gray light that Han Yi shot out to block the knife light in the end was the application of the Four Sources of Taoism.
This application is not complicated, but his previous immortal cultivation was limited and his immortal power was insufficient, so he could only keep it close to his body to protect himself. Now he has reached the level of a senior True Immortal, and his immortal power is not weak, so he can possess the Four Sources of Taoism in battle.
Han Yi remembered the three True Immortals who had just appeared, especially the one in the middle. When the Yuan Dao dispute was over, he could check the other party's identity. He had just taken a step when he deduced something, and his inner awe became stronger.
Because he expected that if he still faced a True Immortal in the fourth level, the True Immortal who appeared must be stronger and had more means, at least more means than the three strengths that could be used just now.
Because according to his guess, the means used by the True Immortal who blocked the road were the immortal arts and immortal tools that had been used in this cave and Jiuyi Mountain.
And the True Immortal he faced in the fourth level was most likely a more powerful peak True Immortal who had passed the third level and could use the third level to use many means such as immortal arts and immortal tools.
Take himself for example, in the third level, his replica that appeared in other places could only use the power of the ancient gods that he used above the river, and the second style of the Yuguang Sword Canon, "Dawn Breaking", in the dark space.
If the situation remains the same at the fourth level, other True Immortals who encounter his clone will have to face the power of the ancient gods, the Dawn Sword Style, plus the Mind Realm Immortal Art, the Sword Control Immortal Art, and the Four Sources Taoism that he just performed.
On the other hand, the True Immortals that Han Yi needs to face in the fourth level will also show more methods, and the difficulty is definitely much greater than the previous battle.
With this understanding, Han Yi continued to move upwards, and after an hour, he saw another figure blocking him in front.
Looking from a distance, this time he was facing two True Immortals, who were about a hundred meters apart, and their expressions were equally indifferent, just like the three True Immortals Han Yi met before.
Han Yi did not stop this time, and swept forward with his sword, using the Yuguang Sword Classic, the Sea Covering Style, the Dawn Style, the Sword Control Immortal Art, and the Mind Realm Immortal Art, and the Four Sources Taoism to assist.
After three breaths,
He continued to move forward. Behind him, the two True Immortals, like before, vanished after being defeated by him. There were seven or eight traces of the battle between the immortals left at the scene, which showed that Han Yi did not win this battle easily.
Of course, he had not yet fully activated the power of the ancient gods. Han Yi had never tested the strength of the ancient gods in the original realm, and had no idea, but he could definitely occupy a strong position among the True Immortals.
Another hour later.
Han Yi stopped, because this time the situation was more special. In front of him, there was only one True Immortal, and he knew this True Immortal. It was the True Immortal who stood in the middle at the third level just now.
At this moment, across several miles, he carefully observed this True Immortal. This was a middle-aged True Immortal. His appearance was not outstanding, but he was quite calm, as if the world and the sky were collapsing in front of him, but he could keep his face unchanged.
What Han Yi regretted was that the eyes of this middle-aged True Immortal were still cold, so he could not see the emotions contained in his body through his eyes.
After a slight pause, Han Yi flew forward with his sword, using the Qingping Sword with all his strength to break through the space and go straight to the opponent.
But this time, the True Immortal did not use the jade bottle before, but his eyes opened and closed, and they had changed into one gold and one silver. The golden and silver light flowed out of his eyes, and the light condensed and stretched, turning into a huge golden and silver scissors.
This huge scissors transformed by the eyes was about ten meters long, and it did not look illusory, but quite real.
The scissors just jumped forward lightly, and then disappeared from the spot, as if it had space teleportation to the top of Han Yi's head, and then, it cut down fiercely.
The gold and silver color flashed by, cutting Han Yi's afterimage into pieces, and even leaving a golden and silver scratch on the sacred mountain.
This time, Han Yi did not move forward, but retreated about ten miles with the immortal art of the mind world. He stared at the middle-aged True Immortal, and his pupils shrank.
Because after the eyes turned into scissors, the middle-aged man just stretched out his hand and drew a circle in front of him casually. The immortal power left a mark in this circle and turned into a round immortal mirror. The immortal world swayed slightly, and then began to extend the mirror frame, mirror pattern, mirror handle, etc. He held the mirror handle, picked up the immortal mirror, and shone it forward, and a similar Qingping sword escaped from the immortal mirror.
The two immortal swords collided with each other, but the Qingping sword copied by the immortal mirror was cut off in an instant.
This was beyond the expectation of the middle-aged immortal, but although he was a copy, he did not surrender, but threw the immortal mirror out. The immortal mirror stretched out and turned into a blurred mirror light, covering the Qingping sword.
The next moment, the Qingping sword cut through the blurred mirror light and pierced the middle-aged immortal, but the result made Han Yi, who was staring at this scene, even more shocked, because after this sword, the middle-aged immortal was not injured and still stood in the same place, and although his Qingping sword was inserted on Jiuyi Mountain, it showed signs of illusion.
Moreover, the connection between him and the Qingping Sword began to become strangely blurred, as if there was a long distance between them.
He instantly realized that the blurry mirror light that the middle-aged immortal had thrown out had an impact on the Qingping Sword, giving it the symbol of ‘emptiness’.
Before that, the Qingping Sword was able to break the immortal weapon transformed by the fairyland, probably because the Qingping Sword itself was too high-level. This was an ancient object. Although it had just recovered to the level of a second-level immortal weapon, in essence, it had already surpassed the immortal weapon and reached the level of a Taoist weapon.
In just two moments, the opponent's immortal arts shocked Han Yi very much. He had cultivated immortals for more than 400 years and had become an immortal for more than 100 years, but no immortal had ever performed such a mysterious immortal art in front of him.
The gold and silver scissors that could teleport and cut through space, the strange fairyland that could copy the attack of immortal weapons and make immortal weapons become empty, plus the jade bottle spirit mist that could solidify time and space before.
The strength of the immortal arts of this middle-aged immortal is the strongest among the immortals Han Yi has seen so far. Of course, this is because he was promoted to a true immortal not long ago and the immortals he met were not strong.
With a flash of thought, Han Yi took a step forward. The Qingping Sword was banned, and his immortal fighting power was greatly weakened. If it were thirty years ago, he would have been almost helpless, but now, he still had the strongest fighting power to use.
He took a step forward, and his body instantly grew larger, reaching a huge height of ten thousand meters. Then, he punched out. This was the purest punch, without the blessing of divine arts, only the purest power.
Wherever the fist wind passed, the space of Jiuyi Cave Heaven was compressed, broken, and exploded one after another. The energy of the space explosion was pushed forward by this punch.
The gold and silver scissors were broken and carried forward, and the blurred mirror light was also pushed forward by this punch.
The rolling torrent rushed over, crushed the middle-aged true immortal, and then blasted on Jiuyi Mountain.
In this process, because the time was too short, it was almost silent.
When the torrent hit the Jiuyi Mountain, a terrifying sound rang out crazily, and the roar spread in all directions. Even the entire fairy mountain shook slightly for a moment, which shows the horror of this punch.
Han Yi retracted his fist, exhaled lightly, blew away the smoke and dust in the sky, and then waved his hand gently to take back the Qingping Sword that had been released from its strange state.
After releasing the ancient god state and shrinking back to his original form, Han Yi took a look at the fairy mountain under his feet.
This fairy mountain is naturally far less powerful than the tomb of the gods in the endless void. Under the full force of the ancient god's punch, the mountain body has a crack about a kilometer from bottom to top.
Han Yi walked up along the crack, and he still felt a little regretful in his heart. His punch was to suppress people with force. If he encountered the original form of this middle-aged true immortal, it might not work.
When he transformed into the real ancient god's true body, destroyed several immortal arts with one punch, and destroyed the middle-aged true immortal's copy, outside the realm, in Jiuyitian, in the immortal palace, Yilong Immortal Lord looked at the space where Han Yi was again. This time, there was more doubt in his eyes.
"No, the sixth-level ancient god does not have such a powerful ancient god power."
"Could it be that Han Yi is a seventh-level ancient god?"
"Who is so generous that he actually left the seventh-level ancient god's Dao body outside without absorbing it? Aren't you afraid that someone will do something to it?"
"Too weird."
An idea suddenly flashed through Yilong Immortal Lord's mind, that is, Han Yi is not the Dao body of a certain existence, but a true immortal who has truly survived the divine tribulation.
But this thought only flashed by and was wiped out by him, because he had seen the real divine tribulation, and that kind of heavenly power was definitely a tribulation of death.
Although he wiped out this thought, he paid more attention to Han Yi.
On the other side
In Jiuyi Cave Heaven, on Jiuyi Mountain, Han Yi stopped again after climbing for another hour.
This time, the one blocking his way was also an immortal, but this immortal was not another immortal who climbed the mountain, but someone he had never expected:
Yilong Immortal Lord. (End of this chapter)