Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 255 The Realm of Ghosts (Part 5)

This small door is just a wooden door, not sturdy, and very narrow, only wide enough for one person to pass through.

His sudden outburst wasn't entirely unprepared...

He poured a large amount of kerosene and tinder all over the wooden door, and then threw out a torch.

suddenly!

Intense flames shot into the sky, and black and white smoke billowed out.

He didn't completely disbelieve what Han Yi said. He vaguely heard that these ghostly things were afraid of fire, so he wanted to use a large fire to burn a path of flames.

Seeing this, he became even more excited and continued to throw kerosene into the oil.

But the smile on his face didn't last long. The flames that had been burning so intensely only lasted a second before, as the gray mist surged, the fire went out instantly, as if cut off from the air.

It was so fast that not even a wisp of smoke was produced when the flames went out!

"this?!"

He looked utterly incredulous. Perhaps, perhaps, he was just too tired and his eyes were playing tricks on him…

He tried to take out flammable materials such as kerosene, tinder, and burning cloth to continue setting the fire, but suddenly, a white shadow flashed across the darkness and disappeared into his body with incredible speed.

"It seems we've failed..."

Han Yi looked at the extinguished flames in the distance and shook his head silently. In the darkness, although he couldn't see the specific situation there, the fact that the flames had burned and then gone out clearly indicated what had happened.

Even though he had expected this, seeing it with his own eyes still left him feeling somewhat helpless.

The hope that had just risen in the eyes of Shen San and the others beside him turned into disappointment, and they all sighed.

The facts are clear, and now they have no choice but to follow Han Yi's arrangements...

Step, step, step...

In the darkness, the outer disciple staggered into view. He walked with difficulty, looking as if he had suffered a fatal blow and was heartbroken. He appeared extremely dejected.

"Brother Wang, come here. You should listen to Master Han's instructions!"

Shen San stood up, comforted her, and walked over.

"and many more!"

Han Yi glanced at the disciple, his expression changed, and he quickly stood up and grabbed Shen San.

With a whoosh, a streak of silver light slid from the elder brother's hand. Just as Shen San approached, he drew his waist knife and slashed fiercely at Shen San's chest.

"Brother Wang, you..."

Still somewhat shaken, Shen San, pulled to the ground by Han Yi, looked at the man before him with suspicion. If Han Yi hadn't noticed in time and grabbed him, he wouldn't just have a cut on his chest...

Roar!

Looking again at this disciple surnamed Wang, his face and eyes were rolled back, his eyes no longer black, only a pale white. He roared repeatedly and was about to pounce on Shen San who was lying on the ground.

"Huh? Possessed by an evil spirit?!"

Han Yi was prepared this time, and with a clang, he extended his long sword to block his path.

The two knives clashed violently, and Han Yi immediately felt a force no less powerful than his own blocking his path.

"This?!" Han Yi was somewhat surprised. Although he had only used the combat power equivalent to the Blood Refining stage in order to hide his strength, the person in front of him was just a Bone Refining martial artist before, but in an instant, he was able to match the Blood Refining martial artist.

A double kill with both sword and blade!

Han Yi swung his sword again, delivering a backhand slash aimed at the opponent's neck.

This disciple, who was originally just a Bone Refining Martial Artist, suddenly had a large amount of Yin energy emanating from his skin, and his veins and blood vessels also became visible. He raised his hand to block it.

clang!

He actually blocked Han Yi's attack with pinpoint accuracy.

“Interesting, interesting…”

Han Yi's eyes lit up as he looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar outer disciple with great interest.

Clang clang clang!! During this process, the disciple surnamed Wang seemed to have gained a lot of strength, and actually forced Han Yi, who was exchanging blows with him with a knife, to retreat a bit.

The two men clashed violently with their swords, creating a deafening metallic clang that filled the air.

The surrounding outer disciples were also in chaos, constantly running away and dodging.

"However, it seems that's all the strength he has..."

After observing for a long time, Han Yi prepared to end this boring farce.

This outer disciple, whether possessed by some evil spirit or not, has experienced a significant increase in speed, strength, and agility…

But he was completely out of his mind, dazed and confused, his steps unsteady, relying solely on brute force to reach the Blood Refining stage...

Han Yi slightly adjusted his Qianyang Skill, aiming to demonstrate a level achievable by a Blood Refining stage martial artist while concealing his true martial master cultivation...

Controlling the degree of vulnerability requires some skill, so sometimes, showing weakness is also a skill.

With his Qi and blood circulated by the Qianyang Gong, Han Yi's strength and speed suddenly exploded with a huge increase after his next strike.

clang!

He launched a swift attack, striking the blade of the opponent's sword.

The immense force sent a jolt through the Wang disciple's body, leaving him momentarily numb, and the long sword in his hand clattered to the ground.

Bang!

Han Yi stomped his right foot heavily on the ground, his figure flashed, and his left leg swept out in the process.

what! ! !

The outer disciple screamed in agony as the whip kick struck his chest. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and was thrown backward, crashing to the ground. But just then, a white shadow flew off his body and headed towards the nearest person.

"Possessed?"

"As expected, this is the kind of monstrosity we're looking for!"

A glint flashed in Han Yi's eyes. He knew from the disciple's strange condition that something sinister was causing trouble.

Fortunately, this type of yin object is Han Yi's favorite type.

Unlike demons and monsters with physical forms, these lonely souls and vengeful spirits, formed from condensed yin energy, can be absorbed and digested by simply touching them, turning into primal energy and thus into his strength.

But then, he frowned, as if he sensed something. Instead of immediately pursuing, his face turned red and his body went limp, showing the weakness of someone who had used a powerful move and was suffering from its aftereffects.

"Everyone, run away! Scatter!"

Han Yi roared, panting heavily and exhausted. But it was too late. The white figure vanished in mid-air, and in the next instant, it appeared on someone's back and flew in.

"kill!!!"

Han Yi roared, his arms bulging high like mountains, and leaped up, unleashing a powerful strike that seemed like a god descending to earth, creating a violent gust of wind as he struck the possessed disciple.

The possessed outer disciple was covered in gray mist, and he was emitting sharp, inhuman cries. He raised his arms high, seemingly wanting to take Han Yi down with him.

Click!

boom! !

The disciple's head was chopped in two, red and white splattering everywhere. He was still able to reach out and slam his palms hard into Han Yi's lower abdomen.

Boom! ! !

Han Yi staggered back a step, panting heavily, exuding a terrifying aura. But at this moment, an unnatural blush flashed across his face, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Pfft!

After the disciple's headless corpse fell to the ground, the white shadow flew out again and disappeared once more.

Whoosh! !

A flash of white light appeared, and this time the white shadow emerged from the side shadows and pounced on Han Yi, who looked quite badly injured.

"not good!!!!"

"Master Han, run!"

Although the situation just now was chaotic, it only took two or three moves.

As the disciples watched Han Yi display his might, driving a white figure away from an outer disciple and then chasing it around like a mouse, the situation suddenly seemed to reverse. Not only that, they also realized that the white figure seemed to have little fighting ability; its only skill was attaching itself to people.

After possession, it can greatly improve the possessed person's various qualities in a short period of time, but that's all the ability it has, and it's no match for Master Han at all.

But if Han Yi is possessed... then the situation will be extremely dangerous!

Shen San, who was closest to Han Yi, sprang to his feet and rushed towards Han Yi, trying to intercept the white shadow before it could pounce on him.

He was a quick-witted, bold, and meticulous person. He noticed that the white shadow always appeared in the shadows. Combined with Han Yi's statement that yin creatures fear fire, it was clear that the white shadow was afraid of flames and deliberately avoided firelight.

So, as long as the torch is placed in front of the white figure, at least the immediate crisis can be resolved! But seeing the white figure suddenly appear behind Han Yi, Shen San couldn't help but show despair on his face. He used his last bit of strength to throw the torch at the white figure.

But the white figure shrank back, as if mocking Shen San's overestimation of his abilities, and its speed suddenly increased, disappearing into Han Yi's clothes in the blink of an eye.

puff!

When the white shadow touched Han Yi's body, it was as if it had hit a solid city wall and was violently bounced back!

"Do you want to get close to me?"

Han Yi grabbed the white figure and squeezed it with his fingers. The white figure kept deforming and twisting in his hand, like a ball.

"this!!!"

Shen San and his group were completely dumbfounded. They had imagined Han Yi possessing them, resulting in their deaths or at least killing Han Yi himself. But they hadn't expected that this white figure, upon encountering Han Yi, would be no different from a child's toy. Han Yi, seeing the stunned crowd, lifted his robe to reveal a yellow talisman underneath, and said calmly, "A protective talisman, specifically designed to suppress yin energy entering the body and prevent demonic attacks..."

He then took out another talisman and stuck it on the white shadow with a snap.

what! ! ! ! !

In an instant, the white shadow let out a scream like a baby, and the entire shadow melted and disappeared like butter meeting a fire.