Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 287 The Demonic Calamity (Part 3)

"Unfortunately... the negotiations failed..." Having suffered such a fatal injury, the Yin Gu actually raised its head, its expression gradually fading as it stared at Han Yi.

The huge, bloody gash on his head began to heal rapidly, just like a shattered porcelain bowl quickly glued back together.

He gripped the Xuan Tie sword tightly, and there wasn't a drop of blood on the blade.

"Is this your answer...?" He gripped the hilt of the sword with one hand and placed the other on the blade. He slowly brought his hands together and squeezed, producing a crisp, whistling sound like glass shattering bit by bit.

boom! ! !

The Xuan Tie Sword could no longer withstand the pressure and exploded from root to top like a firecracker.

Whoosh!

Han Yi had no time to feel sorry for his sword, his companion through thick and thin, and quickly dodged.

Bang!

On the city wall, where he had stood, the Yin Gu appeared like a ghost, its white hair growing wildly, smashing the city wall bricks to pieces.

"Die to me!!!"

However, instead of retreating, Han Yi advanced, activating the rapid special effect of the Dragon Force, moving at lightning speed. His figure suddenly became incredibly fast, almost turning into a blur, and he delivered a powerful right punch to Yin Gu's left cheek.

Bang! ! !

With a deafening roar, the exorcising properties of the Qianyang Force and the fiery poison of the Youlong Force ignited, rapidly erupting on the Yin Gu, sending him flying dozens of meters before he crashed off the city wall. Whoosh!

"Boring..."

On Yin Gu's head, white hair danced without wind, suddenly lengthened, and pierced the hard city wall ground, instantly pulling his body back.

Hiss...

The black membrane on his body gradually appeared, and the skin and flesh that had been pierced on his face also rapidly recovered.

"For martial artists, strength is ultimately just a lower form of power..." Strands of white hair fluttered wildly behind him.

"Entangle the silk, secret five!" he shouted in a low voice. His sharp, hard white hair, like an iron whip, instantly pierced the entire brick wall, floor, and walls, leaving them pitted and riddled with holes.

Whoosh!

The white hair seemed like a venomous snake that had come to life; large swaths of white hair appeared suddenly in front of Han Yi like sharp arrows, blocking his escape route. Helpless, Han Yi rolled to the side, dodging the attack in a sorry state.

"How laughable, the difference between humans and demons is simply too great... It's a pity that you were given a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it..."

Yin Gu stood still, its white hair behind it seemingly endless, frantically chasing after Han Yi.

"The Gu God is immortal; this is called the Mysterious Female!" He spread his arms wide, his eyes mocking.

He wasn't worried about Han Yi's resistance at all, even though Han Yi only had a single black membrane and had consumed most of his yin energy due to the blood sacrifice.

However, ordinary martial artists simply cannot penetrate this black membrane. Only major sects that specialize in training fire-type or yang-type energy can barely resist it.

In An'yan City, even if a martial artist like Han Yi, whose strength is mottled and whose martial arts are clearly not a complete set, were to die, he still wouldn't be able to break through the black membrane.

Therefore, demons are inherently a level above humans, and humans are born to be enslaved and ruled by demons!

"Accept your fate and become part of the blood sacrifice, that is your honor!" The green light in his eyes grew stronger, and large swaths of white hair surged toward Han Yi like waves, completely obscuring the surrounding light for a moment.

His body slowly rose higher and higher, growing larger and taller, and the black membrane flowed faster and faster, like boiling water.

A large amount of hair-like structures stuck to his body, causing his body to swell even further.

"Power, this is my power. Martial artists are ultimately lowly beings... In the entire Anyan City, who can defeat me? No one, not a single one. The blood sacrifice has begun. Once the blood sacrifice is successful, even a grandmaster among you humans cannot be mine..."

Suddenly, as if he had made a decision, Han Yi stopped dodging and rushed towards Yin Gu like a moth to a flame. His body was wrapped in a faint, distorted aura, and the rapid special effects of the Dragon Force were activated. In addition, Yin Gu never expected that someone would give up running away and rush straight at him. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yin Gu.

"destiny…...?!"

With a loud roar, Han Yi once again reversed the flow of energy between the Flying Dragon Skill and the Qianyang Skill, forcibly merging them. His entire body rapidly expanded, appearing explosive. The veins on his exposed skin, such as his neck and arms, bulged, and his muscles bulged, completely swelling a large circle.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and his arms were like two fiery tongs, firmly embracing the Yin Gu.

“It’s no use… my black membrane…” Inside the black membrane, the Yin Gu revealed a contemptuous expression, showing no sign of tension at being captured at close range.

Although he wasn't skilled in close combat, the black membrane covering his body couldn't be broken by ordinary physical attacks; his single-patterned black membrane was enough to resist over 99% of attacks from ordinary martial artists. "Is that so…?"

Han Yi grinned, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth.

His aura surged, his blood churned, and his already robust physique had now transformed him into a small giant over two meters tall, his body bulging with two completely different auras of power.

bang bang bang! ! !

He suddenly exerted his strength, ignoring the white-haired man's attack, and charged forward violently despite the Yin Gu.

On the solid, hard city wall bricks, there are stone pits that look like craters blasted open by cannonballs, stretching for more than ten meters.

"As long as the black membrane remains unbroken... I will not perish!" Yin Gu said with a hint of mockery, showing no sign of panic. He crossed his hands together over the black membrane and chanted, "Entangling Silk, Six Voids!"

Large amounts of white hair, like twisted vines, began to shimmer with a faint black light, and swirled wildly around Han Yi's body.

Boom! At the same time, a loud noise rang out, and the Yin Gu, propelled by Han Yi's ferocious force, smashed through the city wall behind them, causing the two to fall downwards instantly.

However, the Yin Gu was above, and Han Yi grabbed its shoulders and lifted it high. A red light flashed on Han Yi's body, and a large amount of black and white hair tightly wrapped around, tightened, and crushed it.

Bang! ! ! ! !

In mid-air, Han Yi lowered his arms and delivered a powerful knee strike, causing the black membrane that could ignore most physical attacks and had a strong healing effect to disappear quietly.

Yin Gu's smile froze as an unprecedented, excruciating pain shot through his spine, leaving his mind blank. Even the white hair on Han Yi's body seemed to stop moving instantly.

It flashed past tens of meters in the air in an instant, and the next moment...

Boom! ! ! ! !

The mud and dust swirled wildly, and the splashing waves of earth rose seven or eight meters high. The visible shockwaves directly caused half of the nearby city wall to collapse.

A radiating pit appeared, surrounded by cracks in the soil, with a deep crater in the center.

Inside the pit, Han Yi was on top, his right hand gripping Yin Gu's white hair, his knee pressed firmly against Yin Gu's spine.

Black blood continuously oozed from the five sense organs and seven orifices of the Yin Gu, and its body was instantly twisted into a strange angle.

"Fate? I've never believed in fate!!!"

Han Yi's face contorted in rage, his blood and qi surged and burned again, and his muscles bulged violently, like tumors twisted on tree roots. His entire size increased once more.

He grabbed the Yin Gu's head and slammed it hard against the ground.

Bang! ! !

Yin Gu lunged back and spat out a torrent of black blood like a waterfall. His chest, spine, and head cracked and popped, countless bones shattering in the blink of an eye. "I...the black membrane...disappears...I can't die...Blood sacrifice...begins..."

He was speaking unclearly, still confused.

The black membrane covering his body inexplicably vanished at this crucial moment—yes, vanished, not broken… His most relied-upon defensive and regenerative abilities were completely gone…

He was originally inclined towards ranged attacks rather than relying solely on physical attacks for offense and defense; his physical body beneath the black membrane wasn't particularly strong.

He didn't have time to think, because immediately, his white hair on the back was grabbed again, and a huge, irresistible, violent force came from his scalp.

"The strong wield their swords against the stronger, the weak against the weaker. Demons, demons, if you were truly powerful, you should have attacked the strong. Instead, you only dare to attack ordinary people, dragging them into your misery and killing innocents... Demons, you deserve to die!!!"

Han Yi's face was contorted with rage, his heart filled with frustration and fury. The resentment and anger in his heart exploded. He couldn't stand this world that was unfriendly to ordinary people, and he couldn't stand these demons even more.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

Han Yi grabbed Yin Gu by the hair and slammed it against the ground repeatedly, unleashing all the pent-up anger, fury, resentment, hatred, and other negative emotions.

With a series of deafening and numbing thuds, the smashing continued for an unknown period of time until Han Yi's hands became numb and weak, and his anger gradually subsided.

Only then did he realize that, without his notice, the white hair he was holding was connected to nothing but specks of blood, and he had no choice but to stop.

The Yin Gu was reduced to nothing but a few strands of white hair; everything else, including the soil beneath it, had completely dissolved into one, indistinguishable from one another. Huff…

The lanterns hanging above the city gate swayed in the wind, occasionally bumping against the wall with soft pattering sounds.

Han Yi stood up, looked around, and felt lost.

The commotion here was so great that not only ordinary people, but even those corpse servants and evil spirits dared not linger nearby.

"Cough...cough..."

Han Yi stood up and coughed violently. His swollen body gradually returned to normal, and he realized that something was wrong with him.

The two forces within my body had been reversing and merging for far too long, far exceeding the limits my body could withstand, and my skin all over my body felt faintly hot to the touch.

He tried to take two steps forward, but his limbs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

He was so tired. And in so much pain…

He wasn't an invincible iron man, and the secret techniques of Yin Gu weren't entirely useless...

Except for a few vital areas, his entire body was pierced, squeezed, and bleeding from the dense white hair.

Even when he finally threw the Yin Gu off the city wall, in order to resist its last resistance...

He slowly took out the blood-red handkerchief from his bosom; it had become a tattered mess, devoid of any vitality or luster, now just a worn-out rag…

The Yin Gu's final struggle, so violent and ferocious, completely tore apart the Blood Plum Cloth's protective barrier, leaving only this little bit behind...

The losses this time were enormous. The Xuan Tie Sword was completely broken, the Blood Plum Blossom Handkerchief was used as a rag, and he himself was seriously injured...

But he had no choice but to deal with the Yin Gu. He couldn't reveal his secret of absorbing Yin energy right under the Yin Gu's nose and break the gray fog seal surrounding An Yan City...

This is the first important reason...

Secondly, he disliked the Yin Gu very much; he found it extremely offensive. It had killed so many people, so many innocent civilians, and was clearly the culprit behind all the disasters, bloodshed, and tragedies, yet it remained unscathed…

Although he wasn't a saint or a saint, he still wanted to smash the Yin Gu's head!

call…...

After resting for a while, he slowly exhaled a breath of hot white air, which barely restored his ability to move.

He threw the broken Blood Plum Blossom Handkerchief, fragments of the Xuan Tie Sword, and the remaining white hair of the Yin Gu into the pit.

Hurry!

The scorching force ignited the white hair, swiftly reducing the blood-red handkerchief, along with flesh and blood, to ashes, leaving only a wisp of black smoke rising. "Cough cough..."

After finishing all the cleanup work, Han Yi gasped for breath and coughed. He felt extremely thirsty, with no saliva at all. Like a traveler walking in the desert, he felt unbearably hot and weak.

He is now too badly injured. Let alone demons, even a random corpse or ghost could kill him on the spot.

and…..

He looked up at the sky, where the thick, black fog obscuring the sun outside the city gate had grown even denser. Although it was still daytime, the light was as dim as night, barely a glimmer of light.

We can't stay in the city any longer...

He desperately needed a safe place to rest and treat his wounds. The wounds pierced by the Yin Gu were now tingling and itchy, and black pus and blood were oozing out from time to time.

He had only managed to suppress it with force, and now that his strength was insufficient, his wounds were starting to flare up.

Han Yi struggled to lift his bundle and staggered toward the black mist.

[Found to absorb yin energy, should it be absorbed?]

With a thought, a chilling aura, completely different from usual, rushed into his body.

This yin energy was boundless and immense, like a flood bursting its banks, surging wildly, and it was mixed with all sorts of indescribable emotions such as tyranny, deathly stillness, bloodlust, and ferocity.

Fortunately, the large amounts of yin energy were quickly tamed and calmed as they entered Han Yi's mind, and were slowly absorbed.

Han Yi, too, moved slowly, little by little, through the black mist.

This black mist seemed to have no boundaries. It was impossible to tell how long it had traveled or how much yin energy it had absorbed. The feeling within the black mist was extremely chaotic.

Time and space seemed to have lost their presence here. But Han Yi's expression was resolute as he endured the pain and moved forward inch by inch.

Suddenly!

Suddenly, everything became clear.

The blindingly bright golden sunlight brought tears to Han Yi's eyes immediately. He couldn't help but shield his eyes from the sunlight and squint.

Ahead, at midday, the intense sunlight shone down, illuminating the official road, farmland, mountains, and forests—everything was so beautiful and picturesque…