Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 651 Extraordinary Technique: Glazed Flame

With Xu Chui as a suspect, Han Yi resumed his secret observations, which made everything much simpler.

The subtle differences made Han Yi increasingly certain in his heart.

Especially in the final scene, Xu Chui was able to confront the evil corpse for so long without sustaining any fatal wounds...

Even though this second evil corpse is not as strong as the first one, it is still not something that Xu Chui, a one-armed and heavily injured martial artist, can handle.

Therefore, Han Yi acted decisively and quickly.

They succeeded as expected.

Seeing the ambiguous smile on Han Yi's face, Xue Chi immediately understood. His performance had been seen through long ago.

"You...you lowly half-breed...how dare you play me!!!" He was filled with shame and anger as he recalled the scene of himself kneeling and begging for mercy.

The other side had already spotted him, but had been toying with him.

“You… Han Yi… I will remember you…” His gaze was fixed on Han Yi, as if he wanted to deeply engrave his aura and appearance in his heart.

"Remember, I am merely returning to embrace the Blood River... and you... await your death!! Extraordinary Technique: Blazing Flame!"

Bang! ! !

Like a bottle exploding, the Blood Demon, now only a skeleton, had its bones shattered and cracked, turning into countless bone dust that flew around.

A streak of blood-red light tore through space, creating a rift, and shot straight away before disappearing without a trace.

At the same time, the moment Han Yi saw the blood, his vision blurred, and he had no time to react.

In his field of vision, the cracks expanded and spread infinitely, quickly covering his line of sight.

Through the crack, a huge blood moon enveloped his vision.

He could vaguely see a river of blood flowing over the blood moon, the blood surging and thick, with some creatures swimming in it.

The blood demons, with their hideous faces, and all sorts of vampire creatures, were bizarre and grotesque, a chaotic dance of demons.

As the blood river gurgled and flowed upstream, the blood continued to flow upwards, eventually converging into a vast blood lake in the center of the blood moon.

It was a massive, pyramid-shaped, blood-red crystal, surrounded by eight chains as thick as roof beams. One end was wrapped around the crystal, the other leading to a bottomless lake of blood. Countless swastika symbols, gleaming gold, emanated a chilling aura along the chains. These chains weren't used to secure the crystal; they seemed solely for suppression and sealing.

Paji.

A crack slowly appeared on the crystal.

That is...

A huge, narrow slit of eye.

His eyes slowly opened.

"Oh no!!!" Han Yi finally came to his senses, his face turned pale, and he punched himself hard.

In the midst of the pain, his mind, which had been drawn away, finally managed to break free.

Wow!

Han Yi suddenly bent over and vomited a large pool of blood, which contained some wriggling creatures that looked like organs or tentacles.

"That was close... I almost... "

He was panting heavily, his eyes filled with a sense of relief.

By the reflection of the blood on the ground, he could see that his pupils were filled with dense blood vessels, like wriggling blood-red worms.

If he hadn't reacted in time, something really bad could have happened this time.

He had a premonition that if that enormous eye fully opened, he might never be able to return…

“Master…” At this moment, Tao Yaohui and a few others slowly arrived.

"Xu Chui...is he...already dead...?" he asked weakly, his voice trembling slightly.

When he saw Han Yi kick Xu Chui away with a flying kick, he was stunned. He thought his master was possessed by some kind of vengeful spirit and couldn't tell his own people apart.

Later, he watched as Xu Chui turned into a human torch, as terrifying as a fiery demon, yet he could still move and speak freely.

He finally understood the situation.

It wasn't that Han Yi was the problem, but rather that his good brother Xu Chui had been switched out at some unknown time.

"Let's go. It's really alright now."

Han Yi ignored everyone and walked towards the manor gate.

The surrounding black mist seemed to have lost its support and slowly seeped into the ground.

Click! ! !

Just then, a loud crash came from the door. It had been smashed open with tremendous force, instantly shattering into pieces.

The door opened...

In the distance, one could almost hear a commotion outside the door.

As Han Yi and his group slowly appeared, everyone inside and outside the door was filled with surprise and astonishment. Han Yi turned his gaze and looked around.

Outside the manor, a dense crowd of hundreds of people had gathered.

He stared intently at the three people at the very front of the group.

It was Zhong Han, Zhong Yunxiu, and a strange woman he didn't recognize.

But everyone's expression was complex and difficult to describe.

consternation?

surprise?

incredible?

Or perhaps it was a mixture of doubt, confusion, and surprise?

"Han... are you really Han Yi?" Zhong Han's teeth chattered, and his face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

She was afraid she was too late.

What she saw were enemies possessed by demons. If Han Yi died, she would fight to the death to avenge him.

"Yes, I am who I am. Han Yi." Han Yi smiled immediately, revealing a bright smile, and quietly looked at Zhong Han.

He seemed to be able to sense the other person's inner fear and unease.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Han trembled even more violently.

The person before her spoke softly, with a calm and serene gaze—qualities only found in the person she knew best.

Under that gaze, the remaining fear and anxiety in her heart seemed to melt away like ice and snow, almost completely dissipating.

After confirming that Han Yi was safe and sound and that the trouble had been resolved.

Zhong Han's previously dull eyes suddenly brightened, becoming as clear and bright as black jade, sparkling with life.

She took two steps forward, as if to say something.

But then he suddenly stopped and raised his hand to rub the corner of his eye.

She didn't want to, but in the end she couldn't help herself. Her eyelashes trembled.

She quickly turned her back, her shoulders beginning to tremble uncontrollably.

A long while passed.

She spoke in a trembling, indistinct voice, her voice still carrying a nasal tinge.

"You're back...it's good that you're back...Let's go home!"

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"Go home?! You think you can go back without cleaning up this mess? Dream on!"

Fan Hongchou's voice was sharp and piercing, making one's eardrums ache.

He wore a black brocade hat and a black dragon-patterned flying fish robe.

“This… Vice Pavilion Master… can’t blame me…” Qu Yang, sitting opposite him, cried out in despair.

"How could I have imagined... that Chun Rongrong... would act so extremely... willing to risk her life just to rush into the city..."

"What did I not expect?" Fan Hongchou's tone became even harsher. "Haven't we disciplined you for days? Have you forgotten the rules? The three probings and three checks before doing anything... have you forgotten them?"

"No...no...but this time..." Qu Yang smiled ingratiatingly, but in his heart he cursed Fan Hongchou to the core.

Fan Hongchou was the one who chose the candidate, and he also made the final decision on the plan.

In the end, when problems arose, the blame fell on their own heads.

What a disaster.

Qu Yang cursed inwardly, but dared not show it on the surface. He could only swallow his anger and endure it silently.

"What? You're not convinced?" Fan Hongchou seemed to see through his thoughts and said disdainfully, "Yes, I made a plan. But how did you execute it?"

I told you to lure Kou Hu out so that Chun Rongrong and Kou Hu could fight in the suburbs. But what did you do? You let Chun Rongrong storm into the city, killing half the city's inhabitants! Those were all His Majesty's subjects!

Click!

Enraged, he picked up a porcelain bowl and threw it at Qu Yang.

call…...

"Alright, you two, stop arguing. The Prince summoned you here to coordinate the affairs of Yunzhou, not to have you fighting and fooling around..." The man sitting in the main seat took action, using his aura to catch the teacup and gently return it.

"The best course of action now is to think about how to handle the aftermath."

The man's voice wasn't loud, but his tone was firm, giving it a sense of unwavering conviction.

He was around thirty years old, with fair skin, a deep and contemplative expression, and incredibly pure eyes, like a clear spring that you could see right to the bottom, leaving a deep impression on people.

"I am willing to serve you, my lord, and go to Huayang City again to take over the government troops and handle things properly." Qu Yang saw that his opportunity had come and immediately stood up to express his loyalty.

"..."

Liu Quan's face twitched involuntarily, and he fell silent for a moment.

He remembered that Qu Yang had made a similarly confident promise last time…

And then...

Half of Huayang City was destroyed during his tenure... It's an indelible stain.

Ha ha…...

In the brightly lit, resplendent hall, a burst of anthropomorphic laughter suddenly broke the silence.

On the shelf behind Liu Quan, a huge, shimmering parrot was shaking its head and laughing. Its entire body was covered in golden feathers, as if crafted from gold, gleaming brightly.

It noticed that everyone's attention was focused on it.

The golden parrot abruptly stopped speaking and, in anthropomorphic form, covered its mouth with its wings.

The situation suddenly became awkward.

“This beast…” Liu Quan unconsciously rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, “I’ve spoiled it too much, please forgive me. I’ll deal with it properly later.”

"Your Excellency, you flatter me," Fan Hongchou said with a smile. "This time, I will personally take charge of the overall situation of the prefectural army and revise the plan. Kou Hu is likely to be in grave danger this time, and I believe that none of those old conservatives will dare to object again."

"Yes." Liu Quan nodded. "I trust you to handle things."

He pondered for a moment: "Then, let's settle on the matter of the Prefectural Army. And what about the Prefect of Huayang? He unfortunately died at the hands of bandits. This time, to revitalize Huayang, to restore it from ruin to prosperity, and to give it a brand new look, we need someone who is dedicated to political affairs. Which of you two do you think is the best candidate?"