Chapter 591: Reaching the Ninth Floor, the First Battle of Ten Thousand Underworlds

Han Yi plunged into the Wanling Lake not because someone was chasing him, but because his consciousness suddenly felt fuzzy.

He was not sure whether this fuzziness was caused by the soul technique of the Lord of the Mingluo Palace or the changes in the Wanming Book.

If he dragged it on, he would lose consciousness and fall down, which would make it easier for people to find him. It would be better to find an area first, solve the problem and then leave.

Anyway, the Lord of the Mingluo Palace and the Immortal Lord Shuli had been killed, and the Immortal Lord Jinming and the Immortal Lord Yinque would no longer have any worries. Without him, the Jiuque Palace would no longer have any problems.

After escaping into the Wanling Lake, Han Yi went deep into the depth of several miles, then took out a fairy ring, and disappeared from the spot in a flash, escaping into the fairy ring, while the fairy ring continued to fall down, and the appearance of the fairy ring changed, becoming a small stone the size of a fingernail, and settled under the Wanling Lake.

In the fairy ring, Han Yi gave instructions to the Qingping Sword, and then put all his consciousness on the panel.

The panel at this moment.

As Han Yi expected, the Wanmingshu had changed, and the progress had been adjusted from the original 80/100 to 87/100.

At the moment he was watching, the panel shook again and became 88/100.

At the same time.

Han Yi's head suddenly shook, and his eyes blurred, as if his vision had diverged. On one side, he saw the picture in the fairy ring, and on the other side, he seemed to have a double image, and saw a dark and empty space. There was an extremely huge thing in the space. The outline of this thing was unclear, and because it was too blurry, he couldn't see what it was.

This weird vision lasted for half a breath. After half a breath, Han Yi was pulled back to reality again, and the dark and empty space could no longer be seen.

But just when he was confused, the progress of the Wanmingshu on the panel jumped up again.

89/100.

The previous scene continued to appear. This time, the outline of the huge shadow gradually became clear, but it was still a little short of clarity.

This time it lasted for two full breaths before Han Yi was squeezed out.

Just when he was squeezed out, he saw that the Wanming Book on the panel had changed again, and this time the change seemed to be stuck in the middle.

Han Yi took a deep breath, and he had a premonition that something would happen.

The next moment, the progress of the Wanming Book suddenly jumped, as if it had entered a new level.

[Wanming Book (Nether Slave·Half-Immortal Chapter 90/100)].

This progress indicates that the refining of the Wanming Book has entered the level of the ninth heaven.

At the same time.

Han Yi's head made a buzzing sound, and his consciousness trembled wildly. Then, his entire consciousness was directly pulled into the dark and empty land.

In front of him, the huge shadow lying in the empty space was finally no longer blurred, but had a clear outline, and appeared in front of Han Yi for the first time.

A book.

An extremely huge, dark black ancient book, the ancient book was huge, like a land.

And at this moment.

After Han Yi's consciousness arrived, this ancient book that had never been turned over for countless years finally began to have different changes.

The pitch-black aura began to roll as the pages of the book were lifted, roaring in this dark space like a world-destroying tide.

Han Yi retracted his gaze and found that at this moment, he was not just a consciousness descending, but had a complete body, but he could see that this body was not his real body, but condensed with the black aura here.

If you want to use a word to describe his body, it can be called:

Wanming incarnation.

That's right.

Just at the first glance, he knew that the huge black ancient book in front of him was the Wanming Book, and this dark and endless space should be the treasure space of the Wanming Book.

Across the infinite distance, even across the fairyland, Han Yi's consciousness was pulled into the treasure space of the Wanming Book because the Wanming Book broke through to the ninth level.

And he finally knew that the Wanming Book was not just a practice, it was also a treasure and a legacy.

The Wanming incarnation he condensed at this moment was different from the Wanming incarnation spread by Wanming Immortal Venerable. His Wanming incarnation could only be said to be an incarnation condensed with the help of the Wanming Book, just like the incarnation he condensed with immortal power in the outside world.

With a thought, he controlled the Wanming incarnation to move forward, opened the first page of the huge ancient book and fell, but as soon as he approached, his face changed.

Because at this moment on the first page of the huge ancient book, there were countless figures standing silently. These figures were quite illusory and even a little erratic.

Han Yi could see that these were not entities, but were condensed with the breath of the Wanming space. They could also be said to be Wanming incarnations like him.

And at the moment he approached, among the countless standing figures, a figure suddenly began to solidify.

In a flash, this figure changed from illusory to almost real. Its face was that of a middle-aged immortal. He opened his eyes, his eyes were deep, and he looked at Han Yi, and his face suddenly changed.

"Han Yi?"

"Damn it, how can you enter the Wanming Space?"

"Die!!"

The middle-aged immortal pointed lightly, and the Wanming Qi on the page suddenly condensed into hundreds of weapons. These weapons were different, some were swords, some were axes and some were spears.

Hundreds of weapons exuded a murderous aura and rushed towards Han Yi.

Han Yi's eyes focused, and he slapped his body. The four-source Taoist magic surged, and the gray-black aura suddenly condensed into a thick battle armor. This change was beyond his expectation.

But in a flash, he didn't have time to think about it, and he shuttled through hundreds of weapons in one step.

Puff!

He couldn't dodge in time, and a heavy halberd passed by and scratched his arm, but in an instant, his arm recovered, because his body itself was condensed by the aura of Wanming, not a physical body.

On the first page of the Wanming Book, the middle-aged immortal looked at Han Yi, and his eyes changed again.

With a wave of his hand, countless shuttled weapons naturally disintegrated.

"You, practiced the Wanming Book?"

"I mean, the real inheritance of the Wanming Book, not the Wanming Dao Nu Chapter?"

The middle-aged immortal suddenly became excited.

But Han Yi was just a little bit surprised and said softly.

"Do you know me?"

"Are you Wanming Immortal Venerable?"

"What you practiced is not the true inheritance of the Wanming Book, or rather, you did not get the true inheritance of this treasure, but only practiced the Wanming Dao Nu Chapter of this treasure for cultivating Dao Nu?"

Han Yi used a puzzled tone, but from the Wanming Book, the middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he knew that his guesses were all right.

As for why he was recognized all at once, it might be because he and Dai Zhe had a grudge in the past. As the incarnation of Wanming, Dai Zhe's experience should also be known to the original body, so it is not surprising that he knows him.

In addition, it may also be because Han Yi is famous all over the world.

The appearance that Han Yi showed at this moment is the appearance of the original body, and he did not change his appearance. After he was promoted to the Immortal Lord, he was also a well-known figure in the Daluo Immortal Realm. There are countless incarnations of Wanming Immortal Venerable, so it is not surprising that he knows him.

"I see."

"This is why you are immortal."

"With the help of the Wanming Book, if you die and your consciousness returns to the Wanming space, you can choose a Wanming incarnation again, merge your consciousness, and revive."

"And this treasure is beyond the Taoist tools. You put it in a hidden place. In addition, it is special. Even if the Taoist ancestors take action, they can't find it."

At this point, Han Yi found that his vision began to blur again.

He knew that his time was up.

At this moment, the level of refining of the Wanming Book was still the semi-immortal chapter, and it was also the attribute of the underworld slave, which was naturally far worse than that of the Wanming Immortal Venerable.

However, because he practiced based on the deduction of the panel, in essence, it was much better than the Wanming Immortal Venerable, which narrowed the gap caused by the difference in realm.

He had a hunch that when he would grind the underworld slave chapter to the tenth level next time, there would be more important changes.

After his sight was focused, he took a deep look at the middle-aged Wanming Immortal Venerable, and then swept through several illusory figures nearby, memorizing the faces of several of them. Then, the Wanming Qi that condensed into his incarnation suddenly shook and disintegrated.

Wanming Space, Wanming Book.

Wanming Immortal Venerable looked at Han Yi's disintegrating body and grabbed forward, but he only grabbed the Wanming Qi without soul. Han Yi had already left this mysterious treasure space.

"The real inheritance of the Wanming Book."

"Han Yi."

"Even if you have an amazing background, I will catch you this time."

"If I get the real inheritance of the Wanming Book, with my background, I will no longer be trapped in the Immortal Venerable Realm, but will directly enter the Daozu, and will be the top Daozu."

"At that time, even if you have an amazing background, I don't have to be afraid anymore."

Wanming Immortal Venerable took a deep breath, he looked around, and with a thought, he was ready to explore the situation when the Lord of the Nether Luo Palace fell.

As the main body, Wanming Immortal Venerable can naturally explore the situation of the incarnation at will.

But this time, he had no clues at all. That incarnation had no memory fragments left.

This was quite wrong.

He thought for a long time and could only attribute the reason to Han Yi's specialness. He said in a low voice:

"Han Yi!"

Immediately, his mind was withdrawn, and the incarnation changed back to the aura of Wanming, standing illusorily on the Wanming Book.

After he left.

In the Wanming space, the Wanming Book slowly closed again.

This extremely mysterious treasure from the chaos has not been truly refined by anyone for countless thousands of years.

...

On the other side.

After his consciousness returned, Han Yi did not move immediately, but began to think.

"Wanming Book."

"What kind of treasure is this?"

His eyes moved slightly, and he was very interested in this treasure, and he was interested not only because of the treasure itself, but also because of a special effect of this treasure.

Han Yi's panel needs to spend time and master the proficiency to upgrade a skill or a fairy art.

As for the Immortal Master Wanming, he has countless incarnations. If Han Yi gets the Immortal Master Wanming, he will use these incarnations as "engines" and focus on improving his proficiency, without doing anything else.

In this way, it would take hundreds or even thousands of years to practice a fairy art to the seventh level, but if tens of thousands of incarnations rush in, it may only take a few years or even a few months to complete it.

His strength will definitely lead to a big explosion.

In a short period of time, the Immortal Master is in sight, and the Taoist Ancestor is expected.

Thinking of this, he was ecstatic, but then he calmed down.

There is nothing to be done yet.

After calming down, he thought about the fairy battle against the Lord of the Nether Luo Palace this time, and the Wanming incarnations he saw in the Wanming space.

Although his face was a little blurry, he carefully identified it and roughly determined his identity.

As long as they return to the Great Luo Immortal Realm and make some arrangements, they will definitely be able to kill these incarnations of Wanming. When the time comes, they will be able to devour them with the Wanming Book, and they will definitely be able to break through to the True Immortal Chapter.

When it comes to the True Immortal Chapter, Han Yi has an intuition that there may be new changes in this Ming Slave Chapter.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be so difficult to improve. Even for a half-immortal, it would be so difficult for him as an Immortal Lord. He couldn't even imagine how Wanming Immortal Lord could reach the level of Immortal Lord.

Therefore, he guessed that the Wanming Book Mingnu Chapter he practiced and the Wanming Dao Slave Chapter mentioned by Wanming Immortal Lord were not the same inheritance.

Putting the Qingping Sword away, Han Yi left the Immortal Ring and returned to Wanling Lake. He escaped from the lake, identified the direction, and headed towards Jin Ming's location.

Talk about it.

This time he took action and had to wait longer. After encountering the master of Mingluo Hall, and then fighting again, he was pulled into the Wanming Space, but it only took less than half an hour, which was not long.

When he returned to the shore of Wanling Lake, he saw Jin Ming and Yin Que waiting impatiently.

Han Yi just said, 'I have already taken action when I met Master Mingluo Hall and Immortal Shuli,' and then merged into Jin Ming's fairy world.

Silver Que was puzzled, Jin Ming was overjoyed.

"It's done."

"Haha, even the master of Mingluo Palace has been solved. Now Jiuque Palace has no worries anymore."

"I'm finally free."

This moment was the moment when he fulfilled the promise he had made.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Ming's whole body relaxed, and the aura on his body suddenly changed. This was a change that broke free from the shackles, like a fish suddenly jumping into the water and becoming free.

For Jin Ming, his coming to the Wanling Dao Sect was a big disaster. After surviving the disaster, he would naturally be reborn and improve his cultivation.

The Yinque Immortal Lord on the side turned from confusion to confusion, and the confusion turned to disbelief. Then his pupils shrank, he looked at Jin Ming, grabbed Jin Ming, and said excitedly:

"Really, is this true?"

"Master Mingluo Palace is dead, and Immortal Lord Shuli is finished as well."

"Nine Birds Palace, will it not be destroyed?"

Jin Ming understood the obsession of the old immortal king, and he nodded heavily.

"That's right, as you said, Mingluo Palace is finished, Jiuque Palace has passed the crisis."

As soon as Jin Ming finished speaking, Immortal Yinque suddenly began to cry like a mortal. His cries were earth-shattering. Jin Ming cut the space with a stroke of one hand to prevent his cries from spreading and being discovered.

But Jin Ming did not stop the old immortal from crying.

He understands this obsession.

If his sect encountered such a disaster and was reborn after eight thousand years, he would have the same strong emotions.

After a stick of incense, Jin Ming led the pale Silver Bird Immortal Lord to catch up with the Nine Bird Hall's fairy boat again, took back the incarnation of the immortal power, and headed straight for the Lieyang Mountains. (End of chapter)