Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 527 Jewelry (Part 3)

Strangely, although there were sizable gaps on both sides of the stone wall, enough for several people to pass through, the water flowed through as if it had encountered an invisible obstacle.

Han Yi frowned slightly, walked gently to the crevice in the stone wall, and reached out his hand.

Immediately, a white light screen appeared, seemingly elastic, and gently bounced his arm back.

Immediately, the white light curtain vanished, and the scene just now seemed like an illusion.

"Is this the barrier between the inner and outer layers of the secret realm...?"

Han Yi seemed to be deep in thought. This light screen looked thin, but the power it contained was terrifying and astonishing.

He thought for a moment, then took out another piece of jade and glass from his pocket. Upon closer inspection, comparing the two, one could find that the patterns on the jade and the shimmering symbols on the stone wall had many similarities.

He also dripped a drop of blood onto the jade and held it in his hand.

Han Yi tried to reach out his hand again and pass through the light barrier.

This time, there were no obstacles, and I passed through with ease, like a fish in water.

However, after passing through the light curtain, he could clearly feel an overwhelming, indistinct gaze.

This gaze is not that of a human; it is more like the unconscious, spontaneous observation of the surroundings of a giant beast while it sleeps, monitoring and scanning any entity entering or leaving the inner layer of the secret realm.

This aura was incredibly strong, so strong that its depths were impossible to fathom. The instant one stepped into the light barrier, it was as if stepping into a viscous slurry; the entire body was instantly oppressed, and the circulation of qi and blood became sluggish and slow.

Not to mention compared to Han Yi himself, even compared to the strongest person he had ever seen, Eagle Claw King Chen Ying, he was much stronger, as deep and boundless as the ocean.

This moved Han Yi slightly. With his current strength, even in the most ordinary aspect of internal energy, he possessed the strength of the fifth level of true skill.

If he were to undergo an even stronger transformation into a pure Yang state, combining his physical body and internal strength, achieving unity of inner and outer, from the first stage to the strongest third stage, he would at least be comparable to a martial artist at the seventh level of true skill.

Reaching the seventh level of True Skill is actually considered to have entered the peak of Martial Master, making one one of the strongest Martial Masters that various sects and schools can send out.

Martial artists at the eighth and ninth levels of true skill generally do not concern themselves with worldly affairs, but instead seclude themselves in seclusion to cultivate and seek the possibility of breaking through to the grandmaster level.

Therefore, with his current true strength, he could be considered a master in the entire Yunzhou, regardless of which faction he belonged to.

But now, even a mere unconscious aura is enough to make someone of his level feel threatened and dangerous.

Needless to say, this cave must be hiding great danger. But great danger also represents great opportunity.

Behind the stone wall was an open space, around which connected different caves.

The caves are densely packed together, forming a structure resembling a honeycomb.

Above the entrance to each cave was a faint red symbol that kept flashing.

From the outside, all the caves look pretty much the same, and inside they're all pitch black, with nothing visible. The only difference is the height and size of the entrance.

Han Yi looked around, but didn't dwell on it too much, and walked towards the cave in the very center.

He felt a strange attraction to the cave, as if there was something extremely valuable inside.

Time was of the essence, and Han Yi quickly estimated that the time he had agreed upon with Xiao Zhong and the others was approaching.

The secret realm had a strict rule that everyone had to return before dusk. He didn't know why there was this rule, but it was said that those who didn't believe in it never came out.

Therefore, he didn't want to take the risk.

The closer Han Yi got to the central cave, the more pronounced the longing in his heart became.

Inside the cave, there seemed to be something he desperately longed for.

Following the dark, seemingly endless passage, Han Yi swiftly flew across it.

Soon, he arrived at the end of the passage, where there was a stone door, which seemed to lead to a cave.

Han Yi stepped forward, gently placed his hands on the door, and gave it a gentle push.

The massive, heavy stone door swayed slightly, revealing a tiny crack.

He had no choice but to use all his strength. *Buzz...*

The heavy stone gate was slowly pushed open a crack, just enough for one person to enter.

Han Yi wanted to use more force to push the stone door open completely, but this was already his limit.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised that even with his current strength, he still encountered problems that brute force couldn't solve.

Following the crack, Han Yi squeezed through the door. Once inside, the allure intensified.

A faint, low murmur drifted through the air, like countless monks chanting scriptures in unison.

Behind the stone gate was a stone chamber, about the size of a typical family's living room.

Torches were stuck into the walls on both sides.

The torches burned with blue flames, seemingly needing no fuel, their light illuminating the entire stone chamber in a bluish glow. In the very center of the chamber sat a large cauldron.

The tripod is taller than a person, and its entire body is purple-gold. Its surface is covered with strangely shaped demons and monsters, and the surrounding area is decorated with dragon, tiger and cicada patterns.

The lid of the cauldron was wrapped with four thick chains that disappeared straight into the four corners of the stone chamber, their whereabouts unknown.

Han Yi approached the large cauldron and reached out to touch it.

Despite the presence of gravel and dust, there wasn't a speck of dust on it.

As he drew closer, the murmuring suddenly grew louder, as if it had become excited and was urging him to open the lid of the cauldron.

Once he opens the lid, he can obtain everything he desires and fulfill all his wishes.

Without hesitation, Han Yi gripped the handles on both sides of the cauldron lid with both hands.

Then pull it outwards...

Buzz...

A strange roar, like that of a monster finally released after being imprisoned for thousands of years, emanated from the cauldron.

The entire stone chamber began to tremble slightly. Even the white light screen of the entire formation shook slightly.

……………

Beyond the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm lies the Wanhua Palace Square.

Yunxiang, Hexiang, and Elder Kang were sitting under the ink lion statue, chatting and laughing about some interesting things from their youth.

In fact, when Elder Kang was young, he had the best relationship with Yunxiang. The two were very much in love and were just one step away from becoming husband and wife.

But in the end, it still left a regret.

After many years apart, when the two met again, their hair had turned gray.

After letting go of her regrets, Yunxiang became more open-minded and at peace.

Elder Kang recalled their past and the various trials and tribulations they had gone through, and his heart was filled with emotion.

Just as they were chatting happily, Yunxiang's expression suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?" Elder Kang asked quickly, thinking that he had said something wrong again.

"Oh no, there's a problem with the formation!"

Yunxiang flashed and rushed in front of Moshi.

At this moment, the two enormous black lion sculptures suddenly lit up their scarlet eyes, and the invisible fluctuations they emitted were intermittent, as if they might be extinguished at any time.

"This...is there a problem with the seal?!"

He Xiang followed closely behind and also witnessed the scene, her face turning deathly pale.

"what?!"

Elder Kang was also shocked. Having learned many secrets of the Myriad Flower Palace, he knew just how terrifying the things sealed by the great formation were.

All the disciples of Jingtian Manor are currently staying in the secret realm.

If it were just a minor accident involving Fang Shouming, he would at most incur pressure from Fang He.

But what if all of Jing Tian Manor's elite chief disciples were to perish in the secret realm...?

Then he would be the common enemy of everyone in Jingtian Village. Even if he died, he would have no face to face the ancestors of Jingtian Village!

Thinking of this, he instantly became anxious.

"Quickly inform Palace Master Feihong..."

The entire square instantly descended into chaos and noise…

……………

Inside the stone chamber, as Han Yi slowly lifted the lid of the cauldron, the entire cave began to shake, cracks appeared, and a large amount of gravel and dust drifted down.

The blue lights on both sides of the room instantly turned blood red, flashing rapidly as a warning. A black mist, filled with malevolence and accompanied by twisted, murmuring sounds, quickly spread from within the cauldron.

A deep, grand, and awe-inspiring voice slowly rose into the air.

“Foolish insect…feel this imprisonment…”

rock!

Han Yi suddenly let go, and the heavy, hard lid of the cauldron slammed back down firmly.

"I'm just taking a look, you continue," he said with a smile.

The surrounding black mist surged into Han Yi's body like it was encountering a sponge.

The lid of the cauldron shook violently back and forth, as if the thing sealed inside was struggling, cursing, and acting hysterically.

Han Yi didn't take it to heart and pressed his hands firmly against the lid of the cauldron.

He let out a low shout, and his hands and legs turned pure gold, even his pupils and hair turned pure gold.

A tremendous force surged forth, and the lid of the cauldron fell steadily down once more, no longer moving erratically.

The lights inside the stone chamber have returned to the reassuring blue glow we first saw.

"Is this the real demon...?" Han Yi narrowed his eyes and walked around the entire stone chamber, intending to absorb all the yin energy to prevent any future troubles.

He walked behind the large cauldron and, after a brief look, saw a stone platform next to its legs.

On the stone platform, rows of words were clearly written.

"This script..."

Han Yi squatted down and reached out to touch the writing on it.

"Is it script from the previous dynasty?" he murmured to himself.

He had immersed himself in the Jingtian Manor's library for many years, becoming well-versed in poetry and literature, and possessing knowledge of many hidden matters. The script before him was the one used before the Great Xuan Dynasty, and it wasn't simplified; it was the traditional script used only for important events such as sacrifices and imperial edicts.

"The demon within a demon... is... the seal..."

Han Yi examined it carefully for a long time, but could only make out a few characters that hadn't changed much.

Most of the information and intelligence about the previous dynasty has been destroyed by the authorities, and many books also remain tight-lipped about it.

All he knew was that before the Great Xuan Dynasty, there was a dynasty called You Kingdom that ruled this land.

The discovery and dissemination of any information about the You Kingdom's writing system, history, achievements, etc., is a capital offense punishable by death.

Therefore, Han Yi was able to recognize these words thanks to Jing Tian Manor, whose library contained many forbidden books.