Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 630 Ice Lotus True Body

In Asura form, all of Han Yi's stats began to surge, his emotions were neither sad nor happy, and his reason was cold and ruthless.

The only thought in my mind was either you die or I live.

"Even though the Asura form has been developed... it's still unstable... I still need to decide on my true form as soon as possible and break through to the Grandmaster level..."

Because the amount of liquid Asura energy is limited, the Asura form can only be maintained for a short time. As the battle goes on for a long time, it will naturally become exhausted.

After reviewing the current combat tactics, Han Yi began to ponder.

Even if he could defeat Fang Jiulian, it would only be a Pyrrhic victory. Or at best, it would be a draw.

But above Fang Jiulian, there is an even stronger Kou Hu. Even if Kou Hu doesn't make a move, if the government army presses in, Fang Jiulian can lead thousands of soldiers to besiege and annihilate them.

Artillery bombardment swept the land; wolf packs and the like were no match for them at all.

It seems that even Han Yi would have no choice but to flee in disarray.

Therefore, he still needs to add additional means of dealing with the enemy.

But with his current level of strength, how difficult would it be to improve in a short period of time?

Every bit of improvement requires time and gradual breakthroughs.

"Unfortunately... there's not enough Yin energy..." Han Yi sighed. "The whereabouts of Yunwen Terrace are unknown, and there's been no movement from Su Muwan's side either..."

Speaking of Yin energy, after so many years of contact, as well as my improved status, broadened horizons, higher level of understanding, and expanded knowledge, I have come to understand it better.

Han Yi had a general idea of ​​the nature of Yin energy. Heaven and earth have Yin and Yang, which are divided into two types of energy: clear and turbid.

Yin energy is simply the transformation of turbid energy. It is similar in nature to the malevolent energy used by grandmasters to condense their true power.

Or rather, yin energy is actually a special kind of malevolent energy. It's a kind of malevolent energy that only demons and monsters can absorb.

Demons and monsters, regardless of their strength, are born with the talent to absorb yin energy, condense a black membrane, and enhance their power.

Even in their infancy, demons can absorb the baleful energy that only grandmasters among martial artists can condense in minute quantities. Naturally, they will be stronger than humans of the same age.

Therefore, as long as Han Yi finds the Yin Sha Qi, he can also improve his own strength.

The idea isn't wrong, but the location is wrong.

Where is Han Yi now?

This is Yunzhou, a place known for its "blessings, prosperity, peace, and lasting stability." Why has Yunzhou remained so peaceful, free from demons and other strange and bizarre occurrences?

Within the Yuanmiao Sect, there is a supreme array that covers an entire prefecture through earth vein nodes... and it is not just a name without substance.

Within Yunzhou, most of the Yin energy is absorbed and transformed by the earth vein array, becoming primordial energy, spiritual energy, and pure energy...

Therefore, Han Yi's idea could only unfortunately fall through.

After understanding the essence of the Yunzhou Grand Formation, he realized that the only way to find the Yin Sha Qi was to start with external forces.

For example, Yunwentai... and Su Muwan, who lives in the Western Regions...

Unfortunately, the green bead used for communication had been soaking in blood for several days, but there was still no news of Su Muwan; it was as if she had vanished.

I don't know if something happened to the other party, or if he is being watched by the government troops and contact would bring great disaster.

In short, there were no leads on Su Muwan's side. "Forget it, we'll talk about these things later. Let's take it one step at a time." Han Yi calmed himself down and strode out of the cave.

Layers of cold, yin energy rippled outwards as he moved, piling up the fallen rubble and debris on both sides to clear away the traces.

Actually, at the beginning, the cave wasn't very big; it was just an ordinary cave entrance. But after all these days of his tinkering, he's managed to expand it to at least the size of a small square.

If this had happened at the base, such a commotion would definitely have attracted attention.

His reputation was already bad, but it has improved slightly after Zhong Yunxiu's mediation.

If it were to manifest its Asura form again, it would likely be viewed as a monstrous threat once more.

In addition, the base was too small and crowded, making cultivation extremely troublesome. Therefore, he specifically found this secluded cave as his training ground.

Han Yi stepped out of the cave, gently waved his hand, and pulled up a large patch of dark green vines to hastily cover the cave entrance.

You could say he's cautious, or you could say it's just a habit.

Even though he knew it was pointless, he did it anyway.

He aimed in the distance and gently pushed off with his feet.

boom! !

He soared into the air, like a glider flying at low altitude, and in the blink of an eye, he had covered dozens of meters at low altitude.

Just before landing, he used a little more force again, and his speed was incredibly fast as he flew away into the distance.

Before long, the Nine-Bend Gate's headquarters came into view in the open space in the middle of the Dark Valley.

After so many days of renovation.

The scene on this open space has also changed dramatically. It is now surrounded by a ring of purple plants, inside which is a cluster of buildings.

The central area features a training plaza, with black-roofed residential huts on the left and a cluster of slightly taller buildings on the right, mostly functional structures such as alchemy rooms, weapon pavilions, and libraries. Behind these is a large conference hall, occupying a significant area.

Small but complete.

Although it still doesn't look very formal, it has a clear hierarchy, with buildings arranged in an orderly manner, barely forming the prototype of a sect's headquarters.

"Hello, senior brother!"

"Senior brother..."

As soon as Han Yi landed, people kept greeting him.

He didn't resort to the vulgar habit of pretending to be an expert; instead, he smiled and nodded in greeting.

Ever since everyone learned that he was the one who saved the entire sect, his popularity and prestige within the Nine Curves Sect have begun to subtly surpass that of Zhong Yunxiu. Upon entering the camp, he soon saw Zhong Yunxiu and her daughter, Zhong Han, in the central square.

"Here... raise your knee... yes, concentrate, focus your mind..."

Zhong Han seemed to be fulfilling her responsibilities as the senior disciple, guiding her disciples in their training.

In fact, most of the disciples here are from Han Yi's Shadow Hall and Xuanwu Hall.

Although these people are nominally members of the Nine Turns Sect, they are actually just Han Yi's private forces.

So before that, Han Yi had to figure out how to train these people in various martial arts.

Of course, after the Nine Turns Sect suffered this great calamity, everything changed.

Those who were able to abandon their familiar lives and follow the government army to this day despite the pressure are the true disciples of the Nine Turns Sect.

Especially in the current situation, everything needs to start from scratch, and every bit of strength brings a bit more hope.

That's when Zhong Han was able to give martial arts instruction.

Han Yi greeted Zhong Yunxiu softly, and after they nodded to each other, he stood aside and observed the situation on the field.

At this time, Zhong Han was so focused that he didn't notice his arrival at all.

However, some sharp-eyed disciples immediately spotted Han Yi, and they all became excited, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

He single-handedly saved the entire sect and wiped out a battalion of over three hundred government troops. Such a plot only appears in traditional folk tales.

The disciples of Yingtang and Xuanwutang already had great faith in Han Yi, and after this incident, they worshipped him even more, to the point of fanaticism.

Power is beauty, even in the form of violence, killing, and bloodshed.

In their eyes, Han Yi was practically synonymous with a deity from mythology. To serve under such a person was an honor. From their expressions, it was easy to see just how much prestige Han Yi held within the entire Nine Turns Sect.

“No… I told you to calm down and not get agitated…” Zhong Han’s dissatisfied voice rang out.

But at that moment, she also noticed something was amiss in the sight of the disciples.

When she turned around, she saw Han Yi looking at her with a smile.

A blush flashed across her cheeks, and she quickly turned her head away.

In fact, ever since she learned from her mother, Zhong Yunxiu, that Han Yi had carried her through countless battles to escape the encirclement, her attitude towards Han Yi...

There's something unclear about it.

This feeling is like not knowing how to face it.

With these complex emotions in mind, Zhong Han quickly ended his instruction to his disciples.

"Senior Sister." Han Yi greeted Zhong Han with a smile as she walked towards him.

"I heard you're going out?" Zhong Han came up to Han Yi and stopped in front of him.

Han Yi nodded slightly: "That's right. Currently, our grain reserves are less than 20%, and the newly reclaimed land also needs time to be harvested. We can only find solutions through other channels."

“…” Zhong Han paused, then slowly said, “I’ll go with you.”

"Huh?" Han Yi raised an eyebrow and looked over.

Zhong Han pursed her lips slightly, which tightened her perfect jawline, and her clear eyes revealed a firm and resolute expression.

Seemingly noticing Han Yi's questioning gaze, her crescent-shaped eyebrows trembled slightly, and a barely perceptible blush appeared on her flawless, fair skin.

"No. I'm going into the city this time, it's too dangerous." Han Yi shook his head and refused.

What's the most pressing shortage at the garrison right now? Nothing more than grain. His purpose in entering the city this time is to purchase a large quantity of grain. Although he has a comprehensive plan, with the garrison under their watchful eyes, no one knows what might happen.

"Don't worry. I won't be a burden to you," Zhong Han said firmly.

She said earnestly, "Junior brother, the Nine Curves Sect is not just your sect, it belongs to me and to everyone. The reason a sect is called a sect is to gather the strength of everyone and uphold its reputation."

If we rely on you for everything and do nothing but sit and wait to die, we might as well disband now. It's one thing if I can't help, but this is just purchasing a batch of grain; it's a small matter. Even if I have to lend a hand, I can still be of some assistance.”

Han Yi immediately fell silent.

He understood the principle: flowers in a greenhouse are destined not to grow; they must experience wind and rain.

One day, the members of the Nine Turns Sect will have to face certain things on their own, but...

Seeing that he still wanted to speak, Zhong Han took a deep breath and slowly assumed a sparring stance: "Junior brother, so that you know that it's not just you who is trying to save the sect... We are all working hard and making progress."

Heroic, gentle, resolute...

Gazing intently at Zhong Han's expression, Han Yi was inexplicably moved and suddenly smiled.

"Okay... Senior Sister... Be careful!"

He also crossed his arms and held them across his chest.

This is the basic introductory move of the Cold Yin Nine Curves Palm, the Meridian Opening Hand.

The two exchanged a glance, and in the same posture, they collided in the blink of an eye.

Click!

The sound of the two colliding was like the sound of two icebergs colliding and the ice breaking.

The dense, almost solidified energy, like ice, exploded, rapidly cooling the air and filling it with a biting wind. In just a few breaths, the two used their icy, yin energy, exchanging dozens of blows.

Zhong Han's eyebrows shot up, and her left palm stabbed diagonally towards Han Yi's chest from top to bottom with a "Frosty Palm".

Bang!

Han Yi neither dodged nor evaded, but instead transformed his palm into a blade, delivering a palm-blade strike in the same manner.

Neither of them was superior, and they both took several steps back at the same time.

In the instant he stepped back, Zhong Han waved his hands, and large swathes of light, fluffy, willow-like particles began to adhere to Han Yi.

Upon seeing these flocculent substances, Han Yi's expression turned serious.

This means that Zhong Hanhan's Cold Yin Nine-Bend Palm technique has reached its limit, and his strength has solidified, so he will soon break through and transform into Cold Yin True Strength.

He didn't waste any energy, dodging and weaving, preparing to dodge. But surprisingly, these wispy energies, like butterflies fluttering in a storm, gradually followed his movements.

Although the speed is not fast, there is a kind of momentum that makes people determined not to give up until the goal is achieved.

"The true form that Hanhan has chosen... is the Ice Lotus Body, which is one in ten thousand. It originates from the legendary Ice Lotus, a strange and divine object from the Tianshan Mountains in the North."

This creature dwells in the howling winds and frigid, snow-capped mountains, where the wind and snow have forged its indomitable and wind-swept nature… It can freeze lotus seeds, possessing miraculous effects such as reviving the dead and prolonging life… Legend has it that only the purest and kindest-hearted can ascend to the summit of Tianshan Mountain and behold its true form…

Zhong Yunxiu watched from the sidelines and offered her explanations when the opportunity arose.

Han Yi's gaze sharpened.

He knew about the Ice Lotus, a treasure known for its flawless whiteness, purity, and various wondrous effects. But this Ice Lotus Body was something he had never heard of before.

Watching the wispy, ethereal force still drifting in the air, drawing ever closer…

Since we can't avoid it... then we might as well not try to avoid it at all.

hiss hiss hiss...

Upon contact with him, the fibrous force instantly reacted with the protective force, generating an invisible surge of energy.

Immediately afterwards…

No response at all?!

A hint of confusion flashed in Han Yi's eyes.

Since it had no effect, then what was the purpose of this move...?

Before he could think it through, Zhong Han leaned forward again.

A white light suddenly shone around her, as if a thin layer of ice had condensed on her body.

Han Yi raised both palms and slapped them together with lightning speed. *Smack!*

The powerful palm strike, upon touching Zhong Han's shoulder, veered downwards and slid away.