Genshin Impact: A Traveler with Only Two Skills

In the gathering place, Ye Shiyi was looking at Fengyang City from afar in his and Wen Lan’s home. He saw Ye Ping’s shadow appear in the city, and was then destroyed by Yun Guijun. He also saw the Great Wilderness Sacred Tree appear outside the gathering place.

In an instant, the entire gathering place fell into chaos.

The aftermath of Ye Ping's appearance not long ago has not yet dissipated, and now we can see the figures of demonic cultivators appearing in Fengyang City and outside the gathering place. This is undoubtedly the most terrifying nightmare for the people in the gathering place.

They regard Fengyang City as the "land of hope" and have tried their best to enter Fengyang City all their lives, so as to stay away forever from all kinds of monsters that appear in this world and those immortals who have lost themselves due to being possessed by demons.

But now, their so-called "hope" has been shattered, and the resulting despair is unbearable for ordinary people.

"What a pity, the so-called hope is just an illusion after all?" Ye Shiyi sighed lightly, his eyes fixed on the place where Ye Ping's shadow had just appeared.

"Ye Ping, what kind of connection do you have with me?"

"If only there was a connection between you and me."

Ye Shiyi shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind, and the magic power in his body began to become active. He felt the malice that emerged in this chaotic moment.

"The sacred tree in the wilderness is really rare. I didn't expect that this sacred object could be possessed by a demon."

"As long as we are willing, everything in this world can be enchanted."

Just as Ye Ping was sighing, a feminine voice sounded, and at the same time, a faceless figure appeared in front of him.

"Evil monk." Ye Shiyi looked at the other party coldly, not hiding the murderous intent in his eyes.

One is a powerful immortal who has been an immortal for a long time, and the other is a demon cultivator who has been an immortal for less than half a year and even Ling Yue in soul form cannot contend with him. The gap in strength between the two is obvious, but there is no trace of fear on Wumian's face.

"I thought you would take action right after seeing me." Wumian said to Ye Shiyi with a smile, "From what I know, Ye Shiyi is a person who hates evil and hates evil in the gathering place."

"You are just a clone. There is no point in destroying you. Tell me, what are your plans?"

The branches of [How] emerged from the ground under Wumian's feet. Some of the dark branches wrapped around Wumian's body, while some of them continued to extend in all directions, looking like strange and evil tentacles, or like cracks in the space where he was.

The space is broken?

Ye Shiyi focused his attention on the edges of the branches, and indeed saw irregular spatial fluctuations, with tiny cracks constantly appearing and disappearing.

For immortals, as long as their magic power is strong enough, it is not difficult to temporarily break through the space and create cracks. However, in Ye Shiyi's opinion, the faceless man in front of him should not have such strength.

He is gifted, but after all, he is only a cultivator who has been an immortal for less than a year. So the strength he has shown now is either given to him by Ye Ping, or comes from the person behind him.

Return to Taoism!

Ye Shiyi didn't know about the existence of Guiyi Taoist at this time, but he had some guesses in his mind. He looked at Wumian's face full of cracks, and his heart became more and more solemn.

"What I want is simple, yet difficult." Wumian spoke slowly, but his voice came from those cracks, from an even more distant future.

"I want to become an immortal."

“Becoming an immortal…” Ye Shiyi took a deep breath, “Everyone in the world wants to become an immortal, but the path to immortality has long been cut off.”

“Haha, there is more than one way to become an immortal,” Wumian said with a sinister smile, “As long as I have enough power and enter the realm of unity, I can find the way to become an immortal.”

As Wumian spoke, his voice became more and more intense. Wisps of black smoke escaped from the cracks on Wumian's face, and the pollution brought by the demonic energy began to spread uncontrollably in the area.

Such astonishing demonic energy surprised Ye Shiyi, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

"The state of unity? Who are you exactly?" Ye Shiyi didn't expect that just the consciousness of the other party could be so threatening. He felt something was wrong and didn't care about the fact that the faceless man in front of him was just a clone. He immediately took action to kill him.

In an instant, powerful magic power enveloped the surroundings, the space around Wumian was blocked, and time was solidified. All his means of escape became ineffective, but Wumian showed a look of joy because of this.

“As expected, as expected, although you are just a clone created by Ye Ping, you also possess his original magic power. As long as I devour you, Ye Ping’s cultivation will sooner or later become mine.”

"Then your calculations are wrong," Ye Ping raised his hand and waved. Countless flying swords condensed with magic power floated beside him. The sword bodies were white and were surrounding the Faceless Man. There was a subtle connection between them, which not only strengthened the blockade around the Faceless Man, but also formed a cycle of energy between each other, making the magic power on the flying swords seem endless.

Afterwards, countless flying swords flew towards Wumian. The magic power carried by the swords easily broke his body made of the branches of [How]. With a slight roar, Wumian's body was completely destroyed, and the magic power that transmitted his consciousness was also swallowed up by Ye Shiyi's attack.

"I will cut off my connection with Ye Ping, and I will also erase the so-called Ye Ping's original magic power that you mentioned. No matter you or Ye Ping, don't even think about getting anything from me."

"I will protect both mother and daughter."

Seeing the faceless body being completely destroyed and the strange demonic aura completely disappearing, Ye Shiyi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly he felt a sense of horror from the soul. He trembled uncontrollably, but his first reaction was to cast a spell to once again strengthen the blockade of the surrounding space and time.

The opponent's strength exceeded his expectations. Even if it was just a projection, his strength was not weaker than his. If the opponent took this opportunity and descended in his real body, I'm afraid only Yun Guijun could subdue him.

Even Yun Guijun might not be his opponent.

However, as the two most powerful forces in the world who have controlled Fengyang City for many years, the cultivators from Tianya Island and Wanxian Pavilion will definitely be able to discover the abnormality here. What Ye Shiyi has to do is to delay the projection's actions as much as possible before the support from Fengyang City arrives, so as to prevent innocent people in the gathering area from being affected.

But just when he was about to cast the spell again, the magic power in his body suddenly stagnated. Inexplicable conflicts of magic power continued to appear in his body. For a while, there were continuous explosions coming from his body, until finally, a loud bang was heard, and Ye Shiyi's left arm turned directly into a ball of blood mist.

"what?!"

In shock, Ye Shiyi quickly mobilized the magic power that he could still control in his body to restore himself. At the same time, his spiritual sense continued to search around, hoping to find the existence that caused the conflict of magic power in his body.

But after a moment, his face turned pale and a feeling of powerlessness emerged in his heart.

He discovered himself, two selves.

Ye Ping walked slowly out of the void. He tore open the space with one hand and easily landed in the place closest to hope, just like when he came to the gathering place not long ago.

To some extent, Yun Guijun deceived the people in the gathering place. Ye Ping's strength was similar to his. If Ye Ping really wanted to destroy the gathering place, Yun Guijun could not guarantee that he could save them all.

This is especially true when there is an unstable factor like Ye Shiyi in the gathering place.

"For the sake of your wife and children, are you going to abandon even your creator? That's really unfilial."

"Ye Ping?!" Ye Shiyi looked at the legendary demon cultivator who suddenly appeared in front of him, and instantly understood the reason for the sudden abnormality.

"Sure enough, the Ye family has never had me, the eleventh son. I should never have existed. But you, why did you create me? What exactly do you want to do to Wen Lian?" Ye Shiyi did not use his magic power to continue repairing his injuries. He still had the idea of ​​confronting Ye Ping. At this time, the magic power in his body was less than 10%, and he had to retain his strength as much as possible.

But in the face of Ye Shiyi's roar, Ye Ping no longer paid attention to him. He looked around, and trickles of blood flowed from his eyes. In an instant, the space and time that was originally blocked by Ye Shiyi returned to its original state.

Ye Shiyi had no time to be surprised at Ye Ping's methods, as this was already within his expectations. But after the blockade of time and space was lifted, he was surprised to find that the evil energy released by the strange existence had actually directly passed through his blockade and appeared in the gathering place.

If he was not already close to the outskirts of the gathering place, he would probably see countless people who had been contaminated by evil spirits and turned into monsters before his eyes at this moment.

"Master Guiyi, it seems that you have a lot of little thoughts. We are destined to be unable to cooperate. In this case, let me meet you."