Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 304 Yunzhou (Part Two)

Beneath the bridge, Ya'er had somehow managed to let go of her hand...

A sweet smile remained on her face, seemingly an apology for her mistake, or perhaps a blessing for her sister…

Ya'er's figure plummeted rapidly, disappearing into the vast white mist in the blink of an eye.

"No!!!!!"

Tantai Xunzhen roared, his black hair quickly turned red, and his black pupils turned into brownish-yellow vertical pupils, resembling some kind of carnivorous dragon.

She wanted to jump down to save Ya'er.

But her last shred of reason told her that even if she jumped, it would be too late; it would only result in another corpse. *Beep!*

Just then, the Blackbird King descended from the sky, his target her head.

"Go to hell!"

Tantai Xunzhen roared, all the anger—the deaths of loved ones along the way, the betrayal he suffered, the resentment he felt towards himself—all of it was channeled into this one punch.

A strange power erupted and grew within her, and a crimson streak flashed from her navel to her chest and then to her forehead.

She gathered all her strength and threw a punch.

Boom! ! !

A semi-transparent red ball appeared, like a bolt of lightning exploding in the void, and collided with the Blackbird King at lightning speed.

boom!

A blood-red storm appeared before the naked eye, and this small red ball directly tore the strongest ferocious beast king in this region into countless pieces.

The hard feathers, bones, and claws that Han Yi and Fatty Zheng couldn't break even when they worked together were instantly turned into fine dust, becoming a cloud of bloody ash.

The immense force caused the stone bridge beneath their feet to creak and sway violently.

With the death of the Blackbird King, all the Blackbirds seemed to be put on pause, frozen in place. But only for a second, and the next moment, the flock began to fight each other wildly, no longer blocking or hindering the people.

"Raging Dragon Cannon..."

Wang Yunkai managed to break free, but his face was flushed and he was dumbfounded, clearly shocked.

Han Yi and Fatty Zheng also suddenly widened their eyes.

The two of them had personally experienced just how troublesome the Black Demon King was...

Just like that, gone, not even a bone fragment left? "My goodness... is this even human?" Fatty Zheng muttered to himself.

Han Yi inwardly agreed; the power of this technique... was completely beyond the reach of a martial arts master...

A martial artist's strength is invisible and colorless; at most, it can only cover the surface of the body...

This attack, with its visible light waves, bright red color, and ability to penetrate the body, is almost identical to the Six Meridian Divine Sword, which was said to be able to shoot laser swords from the hand, as seen in TV dramas from my previous life.

Even now, with Tantai Xunzhen slumped on the ground and powerless to defend himself, the residual force of his attacks caused the frantically fighting blackbirds to spontaneously avoid the area.

The power of that single move was terrifying.

"Let's go..."

Wang Yunkai dragged his exhausted body over. In the end, Han Yi and his team won a pyrrhic victory…

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The next morning, at the bottom of the canyon.

A clear, ribbon-like river flows calmly through the canyon, its surface undisturbed and shrouded in a light mist.

"Alright, miss, it's time to go..."

Wang Yunkai looked at the tomb in front of him and sighed.

Last night, instead of going down the mountain, they crossed the stone bridge and went to the bottom of the canyon, where they found Ya'er's body.

In an environment where there was a possibility of pursuers, there was no way to carry the bodies away. They could only hastily bury Ya'er's body and the few other dead people, making a simple grave.

Tantai Xunzhen stood before the grave, head bowed, silent, a hint of sadness in his eyes. "Ya'er, one day I will avenge you!"

She made a decision quietly.

Bloodline is both a curse and a blessing, but no matter what, she will carry Ya'er's entrustment... to live on... to the very end, and kill all those who framed her!

"Farewell, everyone!"

Wang Yunkai looked at the tombstone and bowed one last time.

"Farewell, everyone!"

Han Yi and Fatty Zheng also bowed their heads in silent tribute.

Although Ya'er is indeed a traitor within the group, she is not a bad person at heart. She was misled at some point, which led her to make all sorts of wrong decisions.

Moreover, the deceased is gone, and the past is past; there is no need to dwell on this.

After a short rest, Han Yi and his companions continued their journey in silence and with a heavy heart. This time, they had suffered heavy losses.

The team, which originally consisted of nearly a dozen people, is now reduced to only four: Han Yi, Fatty Zheng, Wang Yunkai, and Tantai Xunzhen.

The others either died from the frenzied attacks of the black goblin flock yesterday, or from the aftershocks of the black goblin king's attack.

The group of four looked particularly frail as they walked through this vast, deep mountain.

Because the weakest of the four was a martial arts master, they were incredibly fast and had already left the mountain in just an hour.

Tantai Xunzhen gradually recovered from this ordeal.

"Thank you for yesterday." She walked to the side and bowed respectfully to Han Yi with her hands clasped in front of her.

If this person hadn't unleashed some kind of powerful technique yesterday, temporarily holding off the Blackbird King, she might not have survived.

Regardless of the circumstances, Han Yi had saved her life. "..." Han Yi leaned against a big tree, closed his eyes to rest, and completely ignored her.

He saved Tantai Xunzhen only because of his extraordinary status and position; if it were someone else in danger, he might not have necessarily helped.

“Alright.” Tantai Xunzhen said earnestly, “Anyway, I owe you a favor.”

"If you encounter any problems in the future..." she thought for a moment, "if I can help, please let me know."

After she finished speaking, she walked over to Fatty Zheng, who was eating fruit nearby, and seemed to make a promise. Fatty Zheng immediately beamed with joy.

......

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At night, moonlight shines through the clouds, illuminating the overgrown, dark, and damp path.

Amidst the dark green mountains, the yellow earthen walls and dilapidated doors and windows stand out starkly.

A faint light shone from a mud-walled house in an abandoned village.

"At this rate, we should be able to reach Pingzhou Prefecture by tomorrow." By the campfire, Wang Yunkai gazed at the bright flames and estimated the distance.

The four of them moved with incredible speed, and in just one day, they successfully crossed the mountains and arrived at the foot of the mountains, where they encountered this abandoned village.

These days, due to various accidents, entire villages are often relocated, or people flee to the sea, so it's not uncommon for villages to be abandoned.

Often, an epidemic can lead to the complete relocation and ruin of a village.

But regardless, the presence of a village indicates past inhabitants, and its proximity to the main road suggests it's indeed not far from Pingzhou Prefecture…

Therefore, Wang Yunkai suggested that we make do here for the night and set off with full force tomorrow.

"Ah."

Tantai Xunzhen gave a faint reply, then lowered his head and remained silent, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

Ever since she witnessed Ya'er die right before her eyes, she has been like this: depressed, in low spirits, and not talking much.

Even though Ya'er was indeed the traitor, she still couldn't accept the outcome.

Wang Yunkai understood the situation, but there was nothing he could do. These kinds of things could only be resolved by time.

"Tomorrow, I'll treat everyone to a drink!" Fatty Zheng laughed heartily, extending the invitation. He was clearly excited because he was about to go home.

After finishing his meal, Han Yi sat by the campfire and looked up at the sky.

The night sky was ablaze with stars, stretching as far as the eye could see and an unfathomable depth. "System!"

He had a thought.

Name: Han Yi (17/200)

[Realm]: Mid-stage Meridian Opening Realm, Second-level Martial Master; Sword Realm: One Kill in Ten Steps; Blade Realm: As Heavy as a Mountain

[Martial Arts]: Qianyang Gong (Entry-level martial art, Qianyang Jin, characteristics: Rejuvenation, Evil-dispelling, Perfected Strength); Feilong Gong (Entry-level martial art, Youlong Jin, characteristics: Speed, Fire Poison, Ignition, Perfected Strength)

[Secret Technique]: Moon Concealment (Special Effect: Concealing Breath and Illusion); Reverse Scale Form (Special Effect: Strength Boost, Increased Speed, Enhanced Burst)

[Elemental Power Value]: 202

"The skill gap is still too large..."

He shook his head slightly.

Thinking back to yesterday, Tantai Xunzhen's earth-shattering punch...

With a single punch, he shattered the Black Demon Bird King, whose defenses he and Fatty Zheng couldn't break even when they joined forces, into countless feather fragments...

No training required, pure power, pure speed, pure violent aesthetics.

No wonder scions of powerful families look down on ordinary martial artists...

This level of ability is a height that ordinary people may never reach in their entire lives.

Is it really as Tantai Xunzhen said, that this gap is an innate gap, a realm that ordinary people can hardly reach in their entire lives?

He was somewhat skeptical.

When he encountered those demons and monsters before, some people advised him that if the sky were to fall, there would be someone higher up to support it.

However, in the end, he still managed to kill several seemingly invincible demons one by one through his own efforts.

Although he was an ordinary person through and through, he possessed an abnormal ability to absorb Yin energy and convert it into power through the system…

Even with the inherent differences and the constraints of being an ordinary person, he refused to believe that he would ever catch up with those who judge by birth.

He firmly believes that regardless of background, social status, or bloodline, everyone can use their wisdom and perseverance to overcome so-called problems and obstacles.

"call…..."

Han Yi took a deep breath, his legs trembling slightly, subtly exercising his lower leg and thigh muscles according to a specific frequency of blood and qi circulation.

Everything starts with accumulating small things little by little.

Even if he doesn't have a next direction in martial arts right now, the saying "practice makes perfect" is no joke.

If he doesn't persist in his cultivation now, he'll eventually lose himself in the bright lights and bustling city. After finishing his lower body muscle training, Han Yi calmed his mind, cleared his spirit and energy of all distractions, and focused on a state of perfect unity.

With a thought, the Yang energy within his body flowed rapidly, like cool silk threads connecting the meridians that had been injured and damaged again.

On the bridge, in order to save Tantai Xunzhen, he disregarded his unhealed injuries and once again used the Reverse Scale state with all his might, which caused his damaged meridians to be injured even more severely.

Then, he got up and stretched, punching in a specific posture, each movement precise and powerful, his steps shifting back and forth, always rooted to the ground like tree roots, wielding a powerful force.

This is a set of health-preserving martial arts with little to no lethality. It can promote blood circulation, accelerate the flow of qi and blood, and thus alleviate injuries.

After completing one set of movements, press down with your palm to finish the stance.

Han Yi was already sweating profusely, his breathing slightly rapid, but his internal energy and blood were instantly activated, making him feel incredibly refreshed and balanced in yin and yang. "Brother Han, are you practicing boxing?" Suddenly, Wang Yunkai walked over and stood to the side, watching Han Yi's practice with great interest. "I have some doubts. Aren't you skilled in leg techniques?"

Along the way, Han Yi mostly used the Flying Dragon Skill to fight his enemies. His movements and speed were also far more agile than those of ordinary martial artists.

"I also practiced boxing." Han Yi replied calmly. The predecessor of Qianyang Gong was originally a low-level boxing technique. He spent a lot of Yuan energy to develop it into a martial art that entered the realm of internal strength.

So there's nothing to hide.

"A combined martial arts style? Aren't your legwork and fist techniques integrated?" Wang Yunkai asked, frowning.

"No." Han Yi frowned as well; the question the other party asked was a bit too much.

Any martial artist's knowledge of their own cultivation is considered a secret.

"Brother Han, please forgive me. But I have some advice for you, and I'd like to give it to you here in advance so that you don't go astray in the future." Wang Yunkai stroked his beard.

Along the way, the group had gone through life and death together. He realized that Han Yi was an innocent person who had been dragged into this mess by them. He was indeed a martial artist from a small place with limited experience, and he wanted to make amends.

"If possible, it's best to only practice one of these internal energy cultivation techniques. Otherwise, if you reach the peak of a martial arts master, it might lead to an extremely troublesome consequence."

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Han Yi was puzzled. If one only cultivates one martial art that enters the realm of internal strength, how could there be a distinction between a first-level, second-level, and third-level martial arts master?

Old Wang's hand, which was stroking his beard, stopped moving, as if he were lost in some kind of memory.

"I'm quite old, and although my strength is average, I've lived a long time and gained a lot of experience. Please forgive me if my words don't resonate with you, Brother Han." "Please speak, Elder Wang." Han Yi nodded. Wang Yunkai was indeed resourceful and knowledgeable. If it weren't for Ya'er, the traitor, he probably could have led everyone to escape the pursuit unharmed.

Therefore, he was quite convinced by this person's words.