Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 482 Betrayal (Part 4)

Luo Meiwei sobbed a few times, as if she had been bullied and humiliated, and continued, "That's why I wanted to use your power to intimidate them..."

She is indeed a shrewd person. Even when her secret is exposed, she remains calm and puts on a dramatic show of suffering.

"Is that so..." Han Yi looked on with amusement. Suddenly, he flashed and covered more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, stopping gently in front of a carriage.

Splash...

With a single, forceful pull, he ripped off the thick tarpaulin covering the carriage.

The tarpaulin slowly slid to the ground, revealing the heavy contents inside. Even the smell of gunpowder, pent-up by the long-suppressed, stagnant air, burst forth as the contents were exposed to the air.

Upon seeing what was inside, even Han Yi, with his composed nature, couldn't help but have his pupils suddenly contract.

It was clearly a specialty of Qiyun Mountain, a unique type of rock saltpeter.

A large amount of saltpeter was neatly arranged inside the carriage, causing the floor of the carriage to dent slightly.

This special type of rock salt has explosive properties; when it comes into contact with a spark, it will react violently, and if not handled carefully, it can cause a flashover.

This stuff was originally just raw material used by blacksmiths in the workshops at the foot of Qiyun Mountain to forge weapons and make special props.

Moreover, the conditions for use are strict. Only master craftsmen are eligible to apply, the required quantity is slightly larger, and even the inspection commissioner Han Yi needs to personally inspect and approve it.

For example, the amount of nitrates right before our eyes...

A horse-drawn carriage can carry a weight of about 1,000 kilograms, but this row of carriages in front of us…....

It should be about five or six thousand kilograms of saltpeter!

These extremely dangerous contraband items appeared in the bustling city, and even entered the city gates in his name...

If something really happens, if an explosion occurs...

Han Yi felt a chill run down his spine; this was a death sentence!

“Luo Meiwei…you have some nerve…” He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with uncontrollable killing intent.

"Run!" Luo Meiwei shouted, and without hesitation, she turned and ran.

Her skills were primarily focused on auxiliary martial arts, and the secret techniques she mastered were all related to disguise and impersonation.

Therefore, she was also self-aware enough to know that she could not be a match for Han Yi.

Suddenly, chaos erupted as numerous bodyguards scattered and fled in all directions.

Han Yi stomped heavily on the ground, sending yellow mud and dust flying everywhere, and leaped back and forth across the open space several times.

Soon, a bloody hole appeared on the forehead of each of the bodyguards. They covered their wounds unwillingly, blood spurting out, and they collapsed to the ground, convulsing, their pupils gradually losing focus.

These people were all involved and knew the ins and outs of the matter, so Han Yi naturally wouldn't let them off the hook.

When he looked back, he saw that in just a few seconds, Luo Meiwei had already run quite a distance.

She seemed to have practiced a large number of auxiliary secret techniques, which allowed her to quickly increase her speed.

However, her speed is only comparable to that of ordinary martial artists. Compared to Han Yi, she is not very fast.

Han Yi took a light breath and instead of advancing, he retreated several steps backward, which was equivalent to gathering strength before a sprint.

Then, he activated the Flying Dragon Technique to its fullest extent, fueled by the abundant blood and qi from the Heaven-Mending Technique.

A dark shadow darted out in an instant, leaving a straight trail in the night.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yi had already rushed behind Luo Meiwei and slapped her hard on the back.

Ying Jiu, who had disappeared, suddenly reappeared with a flash of green and stood in front of Luo Meiwei.

He and Luo Meiwei were in the same boat, so naturally he couldn't just stand by and watch her be caught by Han Yi.

Furthermore, Luo Meiwei still has some crucial documents that she hasn't handed over. If something happens to her, it could have far-reaching consequences.

Bang! ! !

The two palms collided, but immediately a crisp sound followed.

Ying Jiu clearly hadn't expected that, after the two forces canceled each other out, there would still be a powerful physical force coming from the opponent's palm strike. His face turned deathly pale, and a sharp pain shot through him. His right palm fell limply to the ground, completely broken, revealing the white bone fragments and bright red tendons inside.

Han Yi's palm strike continued with undiminished momentum, only slightly shifting its direction, and landed hard on Luo Meiwei's shoulder.

"Ah!!!~~"

Luo Meiwei screamed and crashed heavily to the ground like a gourd falling to the ground. The powerful cold yin energy instantly shattered her flesh and cracked her bones. The extreme yin and cold properties were activated together, attaching to the wounds and preventing the flesh from healing.

Seeing that she was seriously injured, Han Yi ignored her and quickly turned around, leaping into the air like a cannonball.

"The Green-Clad Alliance... I've always disliked you. Last time, you were sneaking around in my territory!"

Han Yi grinned menacingly, his tall and strong body appearing directly above Ying Jiu, his palms clapping together towards Ying Jiu.

If this hits solidly, Eagle Nine's head will probably shatter into pieces like a watermelon.

No matter how strong a martial artist is, they cannot survive.

"Secret Technique: Sky-Shattering Cloud-Suppressing!!!" Ying Jiu screamed without having time to think.

The black eagle, which was circling high in the sky, suddenly let out a loud cry. Its deep purple eyes instantly lit up with a bright purple light, and it swooped down, heading straight for Han Yi's back.

Pfft!

However, it had no effect. The hard eagle beak, embedded in Han Yi's body, could only generate a streak of sparks.

Han Yi's physical body is now incredibly strong, far surpassing that of ordinary martial artists in terms of defense against blunt and sharp weapons, shocks, and internal injuries.

However, Eagle Nine's move was not entirely useless.

At the very least, under the immense impact of the eagle's gravity, Han Yi's attack direction shifted slightly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ying Jiu rolled away, narrowly escaping Han Yi's palm.

boom! ! !

The grass where he was standing had been turned over, the rocks had been crushed, and the entire open space was in a mess, with a large pit suddenly appearing.

Han Yi swayed slightly, not caring, and once again gathered his energy, raised his palm, and launched a fierce attack.

Ying Jiu's pupils contracted sharply, and he retreated rapidly, as if terrified, letting out a piercing scream: "Eagle's Cry - Grade One!!!"

In an instant, a burst of black light suddenly appeared on the black eagle's body, and it flew to Ying Jiu's back in a flash. Strange runes on the eagle's body kept flashing, copying and gathering, enveloping the man and the eagle together.

Soon, a pair of thick, black bone wings grew from Ying Jiu's back, with two fist-sized eagle eyes on the wings that darted around aimlessly.

His gaze was cruel and cold, filled with a desire to tear everything apart. He was essentially a demonic being with the appearance of a half-eagle.