Chapter 554: Black Bird Swallows Heaven's Luck

During the imprisonment, Han Yi also tried to escape.

However, the monsters seemed to attach great importance to him and guarded him seamlessly.

They did not give Han Yi any chance at all.

Facing the monster guards who were always staring at him fiercely, Han Yi had to swallow his saliva and gave up his plan to escape.

Fortunately, the conditions of this cage were good, and the monsters would deliver food and drink on time every day.

It was not too uncomfortable.

In this way, after more than ten days, the monsters tied Han Yi up again and sent him to the roasting pole.

"My life is over! If I had known this, I would rather die at the hands of the monk before!"

Just when Han Yi thought so, the change happened again.

There was a rumbling thunder in the sky.

Soon, a torrential rain came suddenly.

The fire that had finally formed was instantly extinguished.

Now not only the monsters were extremely terrified, but even Han Yi himself was stunned.

He seemed to have thought of something, and was in a trance, not even knowing when he was carried back to the prison.

The third sacrifice took a particularly long time.

There seemed to be some internal conflicts in the monster group. Han Yi, who was in the prison, could vaguely hear the fierce quarrels from the outside world from time to time.

It took more than 30 days before Han Yi was carried out again.

This time, the day seemed to be carefully selected and was particularly sunny.

And the expressions on the faces of every monster were extremely serious.

The noisy scenes of the previous two times did not appear again.

But Han Yi's heart was calm.

Not only was he not afraid, but he was looking forward to something.

The monsters sang mysterious songs in unison and danced to their heart's content.

In the singing and dancing, Han Yi got closer and closer to the fire.

At this moment, a gust of evil wind suddenly hit the sky and the earth.

Not only did it blow the monsters that were originally dancing in an orderly manner to the sides, but it also blew away the firewood piled in the center.

The flames were rampant, setting the monster village on fire.

Han Yi, who was standing by, was miraculously unscathed.

Seeing this, Han Yi couldn't help but laugh.

The monsters, who were in a mess, all looked at the figure in the fire with fearful eyes.

Since then, Han Yi's status in the monster village has been very different.

Not only did he not suffer from imprisonment again, but he was also arranged to live in the most comfortable house in the village.

The food he ate every day was also the best in the village.

When the monsters saw Han Yi, they were not as ferocious as before.

Instead, they bowed their heads and bent over, not daring to look directly at him.

Although the treatment was very good, Han Yi was a Qi-refining cultivator.

This almost barbaric life was of course unacceptable to him.

He once again thought of escaping, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

The situation in this world is very different from the world of immortal cultivation, and there is no spiritual energy.

Here, he is no different from a mortal who is powerless.

At present, it is still safe in this monster village.

If you run out rashly, you might encounter some danger and lose your life in vain.

So Han Yi decided to settle down in this village temporarily.

He began to learn the language of the monsters and tried to communicate with them.

As time went by, Han Yi gradually understood his own situation.

The name of this village is "Zhu", located in an endless wilderness.

In the wilderness, there are monsters like them, which are like humans and beasts.

The fewer traces of "human" on the body, the stronger the monster is.

Like Zhu Village, with human bodies and beast faces, it is considered one of the weakest villages.

It is said that in the depths of the wilderness, those completely beast-like supremes have the power to open mountains and cut off rivers.

And Han Yi, who has a completely human body, is regarded as a "heretic".

It is an existence that angers the gods in the sky.

It needs to be burned alive in the sacrifice to appease the anger of the gods.

But three consecutive times, the sacrifice was interrupted by celestial phenomena.

The monsters in Zhu Village realized the extraordinary nature of Han Yi, the heretic.

So they had to give up the plan to burn him.

In the altar in the center of Zhu Village, Han Yi saw the statue of the so-called god in the monster's mouth.

It was a strange bird that stood proudly with its head held high and was extremely handsome.

The monsters in Zhu Village knelt on the ground in front of the statue, and Han Yi was also shocked.

At the same time, it also confirmed his previous guess.

This god was very similar to the Heavenly Fate Black Bird recorded in the "Heavenly Fate Sutra" that he practiced.

"Although there is no spiritual energy and I can't practice. But the [Black Bird Feather] that I prepared in my dantian for foundation building seems to have returned to my hometown."

"It seems to be constantly absorbing the inexplicable energy traveling in the air, causing itself to transform."

Han Yi's eyes flashed with an inexplicable glow.

According to the "Heavenly Fate Sutra", theoretically speaking, if the magical powers of the Black Bird clan are cultivated to the extreme, it will be "Heaven's Fate is my Fate, and my Fate is Heaven's Fate".

Heaven and I are one, and there is no distinction between us.

In the Xuanhuang Realm, it is naturally extremely difficult to achieve such a level. Not to mention the little Xuanniao, even the Lord of the Monster Beasts may not be able to do it.

So there is a compromise plan of seeking the second best.

That is to find a small world and use it as your own dojo.

It will naturally be much easier to integrate the small destiny of the small world.

After cultivation, in the small world, the Xuanniao is an existence that can be called the Heavenly Dao itself.

It is easy to change the mountains and rivers with a thought.

"What the black bird feather absorbs should be the broken and free [Heavenly Luck] in the world." Han Yi thought.

"Heavenly Luck originally belongs to the black bird that refined this world, and it should not be absorbed by an outsider like me. Even if I practice the Heavenly Luck Sutra and possess the black bird feather, it will not work."

"There is only one possibility for this situation."

"That is..."

Han Yi's eyes suddenly showed a hint of excitement.

"The black bird that merged with the destiny of this world..."

"Fallen!"

"And it seems that not too long has passed since it fell. The original world's destiny has not yet been restored, and the destiny is fragmented, like a treasure that no one cares about, scattered all over the ground!"

"The destiny is mysterious. Ordinary cultivators cannot detect it at all. Even if they can feel it faintly, it is useless to them."

"But I am different!"

"This place is simply a treasure land for me!"

"The subconscious act of survival, attracting the wandering destiny, can call the wind and rain."

"If I can absorb all the destiny of this world..."

A trace of greed and ambition suddenly appeared in Han Yi's eyes.

"It's true that those who survived a great disaster will have good fortune in the future!"

He looked at this vast unknown world, and infinite pride surged in his chest.

"When I integrate the destiny of this world and return to the Xuanhuang Realm, I will be like a flying dragon in the sky, unstoppable!"

Imagining the future scene, Han Yi couldn't help but smile uncontrollably.