Chapter 466: The Divine Art of Knowing Destiny, Blowing Up the Immortal

Han Yi stared at the mysterious Xuanxian who was approaching about ten miles away with a dim gaze.

This Xuanxian was covered in a black cloak, and the aura on his body was indeed that of a Xuanxian.

However, this cloak was not simple, it was definitely an immortal weapon, and it only allowed the aura to be revealed to the outside, and it was difficult for outsiders to see the true and false of the immortal in the cloak.

Realizing this, Han Yi deliberately changed his speed during the escape and pursuit, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. When he was fast, he directly used the Mind Realm Immortal Art, which reached the second-level immortal art, which was comparable to an ordinary Xuanxian. On the surface, it seemed as if he used a temporary burst of immortal art with great side effects in order to escape the pursuit of the Xuanxian.

As expected, the Xuanxian chasing behind him suddenly increased his speed to avoid being shaken off by Han Yi, but it was this increase in speed that caused the Xuanxian aura shrouded in the black cloak to suddenly change. Even the tightly protected cloak was torn open invisibly, revealing a tiny flaw that Han Yi captured and saw his true face.

This mysterious Xuanxian was already seriously injured, and the purpose of the black cloak should be to cover up this fact.

At this moment.

Han Yi slowly stopped after walking away from Suigu Immortal City and crossing an endless ancient forest.

This is the battlefield he chose.

The mysterious Xuanxian in the black cloak who was chasing him also stopped ten miles away from Han Yi.

Then, a hoarse voice came from the black cloak.

"The weak should be afraid."

These nine words were solemn and cold. They were not just immortal language, but carried a strange wave, wrapping towards Han Yi, like a tangible attack, drilling into Han Yi's body.

If it were an ordinary True Immortal, hearing these nine words, he would definitely feel that he was "weak", and then he would be afraid of facing the Xuanxian, and his fighting spirit would disappear. His strength would be reduced to 30%, and he would only want to escape.

Even worse, he would just surrender and beg for mercy, and give his life to the other party.

This is the immortal art, the Word Spirit Immortal Art.

This immortal art is a relatively common immortal art, but it is difficult to work on immortals of the same level, because the immortal souls of immortals of the same level, even if there is a gap, are not big.

But if a high-level immortal faces a low-level immortal, it can play a greater role, and even decide life and death with one word.

When catching up, he no longer did enough superficial work like other True Immortals in Jiuwei Immortal Sect before, but directly killed them.

However

Through the black cloak, his dark green eyes only saw the True Immortal in front of him, whose body did not shake at all, but just frowned slightly, and then stretched out again.

On the surface, his Word Spirit Immortal Art was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no effect.

He was slightly shocked.

There are only two situations in this situation. One is that the other party has a soul-like defensive immortal weapon and is not afraid of the attack of high-level immortal soul art. The second is that the other party has surpassed ordinary True Immortals in soul attainments and reached the realm of Xuanxian.

No matter which one it is, it shows that the other party is not simple.

On the other side.

Han Yi extinguished the strange breath that invaded the immortal world, and his heart was also cautious.

Although the other party's injuries were unknown, this was the first Xuanxian he had faced.

Moreover, from the beginning to just now, although the other party gave him a sense of danger, it was not big, and it never exceeded the level of the 700th floor of the Void Tower, but in this case, it is very likely that the black cloak isolated and reduced this threat.

The actual situation is not clear, so we need to be more cautious.

Thinking of this, Han Yi's mind moved. Within a dozen miles, four immortal swords emerged from under the folded space. The sword energy was surging, pulling each other and entangled, forming a huge four-sided sword formation.

Sword Realm.

This was the first thing he did when he arrived. Unfortunately, at this time, there were still only four immortal swords in the sword realm. The immortal sword he bought in the Yuanshu Pavilion not long ago had not been sacrificed and integrated into it.

The mysterious immortal in the black cloak was not moved when he saw Han Yi activate the sword formation. Han Yi had already used it once in Jiuwei Mountain. This sword formation was used to deal with true immortals. Even the peak true immortals could not compete with it, but it was far from enough to deal with him, even if he was injured.

"Hmph." The cloaked immortal snorted coldly, and stretched out a hand from the black cloak, holding a nine-section whip, first pulling out the overwhelming sword energy activated by the sword realm, and then pulling it towards Han Yi.

When Han Yi saw this scene clearly, his eyes moved. He saw that the arm that was stretched out was not a normal immortal body, nor did it have any immortal charm. It was a dark green arm with a strange and chaotic aura, without any immortal spirit.

"Curse?" Han Yi raised his eyebrows.

The aura on this arm was definitely a curse.

Considering that Jiuwei Xianzong came from Lingxiao Xianting and chose Suigu Xiancheng to rebuild the Xianzong, it was not difficult for Han Yi to guess that the relocation of Jiuwei Xianzong here was also related to the curse of this Xuanxian.

Facing this nine-section whip that exuded the aura of a third-level immortal weapon, Han Yi did not dare to be arrogant. He clapped forward with one hand, and a gray-black light was printed from his palm and branded in the void. A thick gray-black light shield was formed in an instant and blocked in front of him.

On this light shield, there was a painting of an ancient monster with a combination of a turtle and a snake, which was Xuanwu.

Four Sources of Taoism (Xuanwu).

Bang!

The nine-section whip hit the gray-black light shield, causing it to shake violently, but it did not dissipate. It was only shaken back to where Han Yi was, and he caught the light shield steadily.

"What?"

"What kind of magic is this?"

The Xuanxian in the black cloak was shocked, but just as he started to shout, he started to whip wildly with the fairy whip in his hand.

In less than ten moments, he had whipped hundreds and thousands of times, causing the space to break, a hurricane to rise, and the mountains and forests to be destroyed.

But Han Yi was holding the light shield transformed by the Four Sources of Taoism steadily, catching all the fairy whips.

This light shield transformed by the Four Sources of Taoism was called the Black Tortoise Shield by him. Under the Nine-Section Fairy Whip, the Black Tortoise Shield trembled wildly, but did not collapse.

This is Han Yi's most powerful "art" so far, no one else.

The essence of this "art" exceeds the fairy art, it is already a "Taoism art", plus it has undergone a transformation in the Yuan Dao Realm. If it can't stop a cursed and injured Xuanxian, then what about "Taoism art"?

The immortal in the cloak also knew this clearly. After whipping out thousands of whips, he retracted the nine-section immortal whip, and the immortal whip fell down. The immortal power it stirred collapsed the mountains and forests below, forming a new canyon.

Then, under Han Yi's gaze, the immortal stretched out his hand, took off the black cloak, and revealed his true face.

After seeing his true face, Han Yi's pupils shrank sharply.

Horror.

Quite terrifying.

His head was hairless, and there was no intact skin on his head, face, and neck. What was exposed was a terrifying face with sores and suppuration, showing the same dark green color as his arms, and even his eyes were this color.

It would not be an exaggeration to call him a fierce ghost.

And at this moment.

The immortal who took off his black cloak no longer isolated the inside and the outside. Han Yi even saw the immortal world that could not be closed due to the curse through this body full of holes.

In the fairy world, there is a strange altar. On the altar, several true immortals, countless incarnations, and Nascent Soul cultivators were slaughtered. The altar was stained with blood and exuded a strange aura that made Han Yi uncomfortable.

He just thought about it and knew what it was.

Chaos Evil God.

That's right, this is the aura of Chaos Evil God.

When he was invited by Li Zhengyang to go to the Crimson Thunder Prison to explore a fairy world, he came into contact with a Chaos Evil God.

Although it was far from the real body of the Chaos Evil God, it was just a signpost, but even so, Han Yi now had a mark of the Chaos Evil God on his arm.

According to Taiyuan, only when Han Yi stepped into the chaos, or at the end of the era, during the Yuanhui catastrophe, the Chaos Evil God could set foot in the ancient world.

Before that, he was safe.

Moreover, if he was promoted to the Taiyi Golden Fairyland, Han Yi could personally erase the mark left by the Chaos Evil God.

The Crimson Thunder Prison is the border between the Suizhu Immortal Court and the Lingxiao Immortal Court, and the Xuanxian that they are dealing with now is from the Jiuwei Immortal Sect, which also moved from the Lingxiao Immortal Court.

In these two events related to the Lingxiao Immortal Court, there is the shadow of the Chaos Evil God. Han Yi's doubts flashed in his heart, but he did not spread them, but stopped at this point.

He returned his attention to the scene in front of him, looking at the Jiuwei Xuanxian who showed his true intentions, and suddenly realized.

"It is indeed a curse, and even the immortal world has been corrupted."

"Moreover, the Jiuwei Immortal Sect slaughtered two True Immortal Sects to sacrifice to the Chaos Evil God, and with the help of the Chaos Evil God, delayed the outbreak of the curse on you."

"And your strength, affected by the curse, has actually degenerated, and you do not have the power of a true Xuanxian."

"When I report the matter of the Jiuwei Immortal Sect to the Immortal Court, the Immortal Court will definitely send people to destroy the polluted Jiuwei Sect, leaving no one behind, to eliminate future troubles."

Han Yi's words made the other party furious, and his dark green eyes exuded a terrifying color, like a nine-hell ghost.

"You have no chance."

The Xuanxian swung the nine-section whip, and this third-level immortal weapon split apart, and each section became an independent individual and escaped into the void.

In an instant, it broke through the sword world composed of four immortal swords, and nine bronze pillars were erected outside the sword world.

In an instant, a formation was formed quickly. This formation did not have the effect of both killing and besieging like the sword world. It only had one effect, which was to trap the enemy.

His nine-section fairy whip was a third-level fairy weapon, named the Great Nine Yuan Return to Beginning Fairy Whip, which had two forms.

One was the attack form. Holding the fairy whip in hand, the fairy power was transmitted, rising step by step, and gathered at the last section, which had the ability to destroy the world and kill the fairy.

The second was the fairy formation mode. The fairy whip was separated, and each section was the basis of the fairy formation. The nine sections stood up and turned into a third-level fairy formation. This fairy formation, named after the fairy weapon, was called the Great Nine Yuan Return to Beginning Fairy Formation.

The fairy formation was set up to ensure that the deacon of the Daluo Fairy Court could not escape, but the uneasiness in Jiuwei Xuanxian's heart did not decrease, but increased.

This true fairy could block his fairy whip with incredible fairy skills, and saw at a glance that he was offering sacrifices to the chaotic evil god. He was also the deacon of the Daluo Fairy Court. It was definitely not simple.

This was also a disaster for him. Moreover, when he set up the immortal formation, the other party did not use the escape magic, which proved that he had other means, which made him more uneasy.

As Han Yi said just now, he offered sacrifices to the Chaos Evil God to obtain the evil god's energy, prolong his life, and fight against the curse. If this matter was known by the Daluo Immortal Court, he would definitely die, and even all the immortals in the Jiuwei Sect would be killed.

The Chaos Evil God is extremely strange. The major immortal courts in the immortal world have always been willing to kill the wrong person rather than let him go. Otherwise, if this kind of pollution spreads, it will not only destroy an immortal sect, but also an immortal city, and even endanger half of or even an entire immortal domain.

This is a lesson learned in the immortal world.

At this moment, Jiuwei Xuanxian, who was no longer hiding, shouted loudly, and even used half of his immortal power to counter the curse, and sacrificed his other immortal weapon.

"Die!"

A golden light flashed from his green fingertips, crossed several miles, and in less than a thousandth of a second, it reached Han Yi's forehead.

Bang!

In a thousandth of a second, Han Yi's pupils shrank extremely, and his body had no time to react, but the Qingping Sword in his hand jumped up first and blocked his forehead, blocking the golden light.

Bang!

Although the golden light was small, its power exceeded Han Yi's imagination. The Qingping Sword was bounced on his head, making his head buzz.

The golden light that was bounced back only retreated a few dozen meters and then fled forward again, and its speed was even faster than before.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yi finally reacted. This golden light was too terrifying. Even the Four Sources of Taoism could be penetrated by it. Thinking of this, he roared, and his body instantly grew larger, transforming into the true body of the ancient god.

When it was a hundred feet, the golden light passed by and pierced Han Yi's thigh, but was wrapped by the power of the ancient god and sent into the world transformed by the divine orifice. This golden light penetrated several divine orifice worlds in succession and destroyed countless innate gods in these divine orifice worlds, but as the golden light penetrated into the divine orifice world, it was deliberately blocked from sensing the outside world and finally stopped in a divine orifice world.

When it was a thousand feet, Jiuwei Xuanxian only had time to raise his head suddenly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

When it was three thousand feet, the surprise in his eyes had reached its peak.

When it was five thousand feet, that is, more than sixteen thousand meters, Han Yi's terrifying body stabilized and stopped climbing.

At this moment, the eyes of Jiuwei Xuanxian were no longer filled with surprise, but fear.

3,333 feet, or 10,000 meters, is a hurdle for the ancient gods, because it indicates the difference between gods and mortals.

And the height of the real body in front of him reached 5,000 feet, which means that the real body of the ancient god of this kind of real immortal deacon from the fairy court has reached the sixth level, and it is not just reached, but has made progress in the sixth level, so that there is a real body of 5,000 feet.

This 5,000 feet is not a random change, not a Dharma image, not an illusion, but a real body. For Jiuwei Xuanxian, it is natural to distinguish the true from the false at a glance.

And the reason why he was afraid was that in the fairy world, almost all the sixth-level ancient gods were Dao bodies. This is not a secret in the fairy world, above the Golden Immortal, and even among some Xuanxian.

And he was one of the Xuanxian who knew this secret by chance.

Before he could react.

Han Yi, who had transformed into his true form, lowered his head, his eyes as huge as mountains, emitting blazing flames.

The golden light just now made him palpitate.

Then.

He punched down.

In a place that Jiuwei Xuanxian could not see, Han Yi's panel originally had 2776 units of life seeds left, which burned instantly and continued to decrease.

As it burned, Han Yi's punch was integrated with more terrifying divine power. The divine art that had once taken shape but had not yet been fully formed was instantly perfected in the burning life seeds.

The Divine Canon of the Fate of All Worlds.

The first divine art at the level of knowing fate:

Divine Wrath.

The wrath of the ancient gods can cover a world.

The terrifying scream, like the wrath of the ancient gods, spread wildly under this punch.

Because Han Yi's transformation speed of the Ancient God and the speed of the hammer's punch were too fast, even the sword world he had set up did not have time to withdraw, and was forcibly squeezed away by the terrifying divine power fluctuations. Then, the Great Nine Yuan Gui Shi Immortal Formation set up by the Nine-Section Immortal Whip was also squeezed and exploded under the wrath of the God, and the Nine-Section Immortal Whip was scattered.

Under the wrath of the God, the black cloak on the body of the Nine Wei Xuanxian shone with a black light.

But it was useless.

Boom! !

All invisible things turned into nothingness under this punch. (End of this chapter)