Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 598 The Power of a Venerable

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The power of the pool water was finally fully unleashed, crushing everything with ease, like a hydraulic press.

Han Yi felt as if his fingers were being pressed down hard by a huge, heavy object.

A sharp pain surged through my heart.

He quickly pulled it out to take a look.

Half an index finger, along with the golden light, black scales, and power, vanished without a trace.

The pool water remained a clear, deep blue, unchanged.

The missing half of the index finger seemed to have been completely pulverized, reduced to its most primitive atomic form. "This..."

A chill ran through him as he truly realized the real difference between a grandmaster and a venerable one.

"It's not like sheer force... or extreme cold... it's more like a domain, a power akin to rules..."

He savored the immense and merciless power he had just experienced; its operation was like a giant machine crushing tiny insects.

Without any hindrance.

It's not that Han Yi didn't want to resist or fight back, but under that immense power, he was simply automatically repelled.

It's like a piece of dry sawdust thrown into a fire; it's instantly assimilated and turned into fuel.

If he hadn't been holding the jade whistle and the key to enter and exit the grand formation, that power would have spread over and crushed him to dust. Han Yi was very confident in his physical body; he believed that he was among the strongest in the entire Yunzhou and among all martial artists.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have the confidence to compare themselves to grandmasters at the martial arts master level.

This is a difference of a whole level.

The magic array before them possessed power equivalent to that of a Grandmaster or higher, yet it was merely an inanimate object, possessing power comparable to the weakest level of a Venerable, and even far inferior.

However, even after a brief encounter, he was still utterly vulnerable.

It is conceivable how terrifying the power of the Yuanmiao Sect, or the true ruler of this world, is.

"Mastering the subtleties of internal energy, etching it into the bone structure, and achieving true physical form are the three progressive stages to break through to become a Grandmaster. So, how exactly does one obtain the power of a Venerable..."

With this question in mind, Han Yi returned the way he came.

Of course, he took the little white beast with him as well. Leaving a treasure trove empty-handed wasn't his style...

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"Senior brother, why must one concentrate their mind, hold their breath, and draw their strength into their chest?"

"If you're not afraid of getting a side stitch, you can do whatever you want."

"Press down with palms together, bend your knees and lift upwards... Senior brother, what does this mean?"

"It's simple. Do you know what 'standing on one leg' means? Just do it the other way around."

"There are many people secretly eyeing my Nine-Bend Sect. Why don't you go and challenge them one by one, Senior Brother?"

"...because I am kind..."

On the open ground overlooking the mountain, Han Yi quietly watched Zhong Yunxiu teach martial arts to the disciples below the stage.

After the class ended, the disciples who had a good relationship began to practice in pairs. Taking advantage of this time, many people came over to ask Han Yi for advice and guidance.

In the Nine Turns Sect today, Zhong Han is the eldest sister, and she is very busy with her affairs, so she is rarely seen.

Although Xiao Zhong was the chief, he was a heavy drinker and often reeked of alcohol, making him intimidating to others.

That is, Han Yi, who is steady and calm.

Therefore, many disciples began to ask him for martial arts instruction.

No matter who asks, Han Yi will not refuse. However, to save time, he will get straight to the point and give the answer in the shortest and most concise language.

He mastered various martial arts, achieving great mastery in most of them, and his vision and perspective were even comparable to those of the sect leader, Zhong Yunxiu.

Therefore, everything he says is extremely convincing.

This also led to his increasing prestige and popularity.

After explaining this to his disciples, Han Yi slowly walked towards the open space behind the mountain.

Today, besides explaining the issues to these disciples, he also has important business to attend to at Wangshan.

"Junior brother, you are here."

Zhong Han had been waiting for a long time in the open space behind Wangshan.

Ever since her last encounter with Han Yi, she had been puzzled by the extremely strong freezing coldness in his strength.

In terms of internal strength cultivation, she was clearly far superior to Han Yi.

However, it was still slowed down and solidified by Han Yi's force.

Logically speaking, this is an impossible thing.

After all, her cultivation level was higher than Han Yi's, and they both practiced the same kind of true skill.

That's why she suspected that Han Yi's ability to generate such strong freezing properties might not be due to his cultivation level, but rather because Han Yi possessed other talents besides his magical body. That's why she fought Han Yi multiple times, trying to find the answer.

"Good morning, Senior Sister," Han Yi said with a smile.

"It's getting late, let's begin," Zhong Han said earnestly.

She was unaware that her mother, Zhong Yunxiu, had already proposed marriage to her.

But the other side did not agree.

Therefore, she remained poised and confident in front of Han Yi, displaying the demeanor of a senior sister.

"Okay." Han Yi nodded and gently patted his waist pouch.

Woo~

A little head poked out, looking a bit aggrieved.

It is pure white, with pinkish-white limbs, a fluffy tail, soft ears, and a pair of big eyes hanging under its messy fur.

“This is…” Zhong Han was stunned.

"Go play by yourself." Han Yi patted the little head, and the little ice wolf leaped down, jumped out of its pouch, and squatted on the ground. Two months had passed since they returned from the Sacred Beast Realm.

Meanwhile, the little ice wolf Xiaoyue, discovered in the secret realm, is thriving under Han Yi's careful care.

The first person this little guy saw when he opened his eyes was Han Yi. He seemed to regard him as family and was extremely clingy. He wasn't close to anyone else except Han Yi.

However, even if Li Feng said that the creatures in this secret realm are ice wolves, the so-called sacred beasts, it doesn't mean that...

Xiaoyue was discovered in the core area of ​​the secret realm.

But after so many days, Han Yi didn't find anything unusual about Xiao Yue compared to ordinary demon wolves.

At most, they can eat, drink, sleep, and defecate. Other than that, they are a bit more intelligent and too clingy.

However, Han Yi didn't expect to change anything with such a little brat.

Keeping it like this, as a little pet, would be quite fun. Xiaoyue lay on the ground, its big head slightly raised, its big eyes blinking as it stared intently at Han Yi.

Looking at Zhong Han again, she was completely captivated by Xiao Yue's appearance, her eyes shining.

"Its name is Xiaoyue. I just kept it as a pet when I had nothing else to do," Han Yi explained briefly. "Senior sister, let's begin."

"Junior brother, wait a moment!"

Zhong Han looked delighted and ran to Xiao Yue's side, bending down to pat its head.

Woo~

Unexpectedly, Xiaoyue swiftly dodged, arched her back, and let out a dangerous growl.

It's just that it's so small right now. What should have been a dangerous posture to intimidate enemies now looks strangely cute.

"So cute!" Zhong Han became even more excited and reached out to pet the dog.