Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 689 Sunset Glow (Part 5)

boom!

There was a loud bang.

Half of the forest disappeared, leaving only a deep pit emitting white smoke.

"Hey, is he dead?"

Han Yi, still holding half a bird leg, stood in front of the deep pit and shouted down.

Boo!

A loud bird call rang out.

"Fire and wind!"

A massive tornado shot out, surrounded by countless flames that, like ribbons, dispersed everything nearby. "Interesting..." A hint of curiosity flashed in Han Yi's eyes.

A flash of black light appeared all over his body, and black energy condensed into armor as he approached step by step.

The hot wind, carrying extremely high temperatures, continuously scorched everything around it.

Han Yi didn't care about this little bit of temperature at all.

After all, even the force field formed by the massive amount of powerful blood and qi in his body has a temperature of over 100 degrees Celsius.

"Friend of the Feathered Clan, it seems... you've run out of tricks..."

Han Yi slowly walked closer, and the wind pressure around him had reached a terrifying level.

The thick tree branches were caught in it, quickly cut into countless white powders, and then ignited by the high temperature, leaving nothing behind.

Some of them weren't even cut off before being ignited by the hot wind, burning to ashes. "I must say... this scene is infinitely more beautiful than any so-called most beautiful sunset..." Han Yi gently extended his hand, treating the ribbon-like flames as nothing, and slowly approached the very center of the tornado.

"This...how is this possible..."

At the eye of the storm, Jin Xia was stunned to see Han Yi strolling around as if he were in his own living room, looking completely at ease.

"Three, thousand, feathers, fall!!!"

She suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and her face turned pale instantly.

At this point, it's no longer time to consider the long-term consequences.

The key is whether or not one can survive.

With a flap of its wings, Jinxia caused the gale to momentarily cease.

boom!

A massive tornado suddenly exploded, sending countless gusts of air, accompanied by strong winds, scattering in all directions. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of something whistling through the air could be heard.

It's like a true return of ten thousand swords to their origin!

As the airflow propelled it, the wings on Jinxia's back instantly disintegrated, and countless feather swords, carrying scorching flames, shot out.

Within a radius of tens of meters, the ground was riddled with craters.

Debris flew and dust flew.

Caught off guard.

Han Yi was also propelled by this force, forced back several hundred meters.

at the same time.

Jin Xia, propelled by the airflow, soared into the sky and sped off in one direction.

"Old Han, are you sure you can handle this? You let them get away again."

**Lightly appearing beside Han Yi, she chuckled gleefully, "If you're not up to it, I'll concoct some pills for you another day. I guarantee you'll be full of energy and revel every night." "She can't escape," Han Yi turned around and said seriously.

"You've offended Han Yi, and you've offended the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. Do you really think this is the Northern Lands?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped his right foot heavily.

Spiderweb-like cracks suddenly appeared where he landed, and he used the momentum to launch a powerful chase.

"This old Han... I haven't seen him for a few days... and his strength has increased again..."

He muttered to himself, "But it's all for the best. Now that you're stronger, you'll shine brightly in the upcoming changes..."

"go!"

He turned around, gave an order, and then got up with the two men to chase after them.

puff!

Jin Xia, who was speeding along, suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

This was almost the last bit of blood she could vomit out of her body.

The blood was sparkling with tiny golden specks.

It represents her most essential and original blood.

It is also the origin of her demonic aura and a symbol of the Flying Feather lineage.

"I...I...can't die...Luo...is still waiting for me..." Jinxia's vision was blurry, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

In fact, she was already at her limit, and her mind was somewhat muddled. She was acting purely out of instinct, squeezing out the last bit of potential.

Once the possession by the demon ended, her injuries became uncontrollable and began to deteriorate rapidly, eventually leading to her collapse.

Large, patchy wounds resembled fish scales, with layers of dark red scabs forming, a shocking sight.

His left arm and right leg were fair and tender, showing signs of immaturity. These were the result of being torn apart in the battle just now, the price he had to pay to escape.

"Almost there...almost there..." All she could see was black and white, and in the blur, she seemed to see the location of the dock.

500 meters... 300 meters... 100 meters...

Swish.

A figure landed gently, blocking her way.

The figure was tall and strong, with muscles like rocks. He carried no weapons and stood majestically like a mountain. His aura was deep and calm, giving people a sense of profoundness like a great river.

“Miss Jinxia, ​​you’d better come with me. Otherwise, if outsiders find out about this, they’ll say that our Ten Thousand Beasts Sect is keeping its guests at arm’s length.”

Han Yi's gaze remained calm as he spoke in a deep voice.

“I…” Jin Xia paused, her eyes filled with despair.

This revenge trip was not originally intended to involve Han Yi.

It was simply a retaliation against the repeated attacks by the government troops on the forces under the Three Saints Sect, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

After all, their Flying Feather lineage is in charge of the overall situation of the Three Saints Sect.

Her relationship with Chun Rongrong wasn't good, but the Green Robe Alliance was ultimately a part of the Three Saints Sect, and as a result, it was crushed and destroyed by the government army.

Both morally and logically, she, as the person in charge, should stand up for him and retaliate.

In addition, the Demon Saint behind the Feiyu lineage also belongs to the hardline faction.

And so her profession came about.

As for Han Yi, it was only because she happened to meet him, coupled with her past conflicts with Chun Rongrong, that she changed her plans midway and framed him.

It must be said that if the plan succeeds...

It really kills two birds with one stone. It can both vent her anger and resolve her past grievances.

Unfortunately, things changed too fast, too quickly to keep up with.

The first half of the plan was executed perfectly.

Everything changed after she left the city.

She had no idea how Han Yi had pinpointed her location so precisely.

Totally unexpected.

They had already disguised themselves and changed their appearance several times, released bait along the way, and deliberately created more than a dozen traps.

While not flawless, it was certainly watertight.

But it was completely useless.

The opposing side deployed a large force to encircle and strike directly at the heart of the enemy's territory; their objective was clear and their attack seamless.

It seemed as if he had known her true escape route from the very beginning. "I'll give you a chance. If you come back with me, I won't kill you," Han Yi said calmly, his gaze deep.

Regarding Chun Rongrong and Jin Xia's past, regarding the Flying Feather Clan, and regarding the Hundred Lineages of the Demon Clan.

He was indeed full of curiosity.

Chun Rongrong had told him about some things in the North, but due to time constraints, she only gave a brief overview.

If Jin Xia can satisfy him, it wouldn't be impossible to spare his life.

Of course, not killing this woman doesn't mean they'll let her go easily.

There are so many empty spaces in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's water prison. Right now, there are only Chen Ying and Li Zhonghao, plus her, so it's not much.

"..."

Jin Xia staggered, unsteady on her feet, and remained silent.

She didn't know what to say.

Agree? Impossible.

Although they claimed to be visiting, both of them knew in their hearts that going there would mean becoming prisoners.

beg for mercy?

Less likely.

Facing their former mortal enemy, the descendants of Chun Rongrong.

To save one's life, begging for mercy and flattering them is worse than dying.

As for risking one's life, that's utter nonsense.

She had fought Han Yi before and knew his strength; in her current state, it was tantamount to suicide.

"Never mind, it seems I'll have to invite you over myself." Han Yi shook his head, and with a swift movement, he slashed out with his palm like a phantom.

It looked as if they were about to knock him unconscious and take him away.

"Fei Ling?!" Suddenly, a deep, resonant male voice rang out.

A red feather suddenly appeared on Jin Xia's body, transforming into a cloak that enveloped her.

Thump...

When Han Yi struck it with his palm, it only caused a ripple of light.

However, the impact and vibration from the palm strike also caused Jin Xia, who was like a candle flickering in the wind, to black out and almost faint.

But she kept her eyes wide open, even though everything in front of her was black and white and she couldn't see anything clearly, her gaze was fixed on the red-haired man in the distance.

"Run!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, "Luo, you can't save me, run!! Go back alive... and avenge me!!!"

Tears mixed with blood streamed down her face.

If he was no match for Han Yi, then Jin Luo was even less likely to be one. A tall figure rushed towards them from the distant river, moving with incredible speed like a ghost.

"A fleeting glimpse, a mere blink of an eye!"

The red-haired man ignored him, leaped out, and struck Han Yi's back with all his might.

A powerful demonic aura lingered within, emitting a dazzling red light, like a small sun.

"Die!!" he roared. Now that he was closer, he could finally see the terrible state of Jin Xia's body.

He was covered in wounds, his arms and legs appeared to be broken, and most of his clothes were torn to shreds, revealing huge scabs underneath.

Faced with the red-haired man's terrifying offensive, Han Yi smiled slightly, remaining calm and composed.

He simply stepped back slightly, shielding Jinxia in front of him.

"You care deeply about... whether she lives or dies..."

The red-haired man's expression changed drastically, and he tried his best to withdraw his power.

But throwing a punch is easier said than done.

Moreover, this was a move the red-haired man unleashed with all his might in his anger.

puff!

The backlash caused him to vomit a mouthful of blood onto Jin Xia.

Fortunately, the cloak provided some protection, preventing the water from splashing directly onto my skin.

Swish!

When he finally came to his senses in his panic, he caught a glimpse of a black giant sword that grew larger with the wind and instantly transformed into a streak of light as it flew towards him.

The red-haired man smirked disdainfully, a gust of wind rising around him as he prepared to retaliate.

puff.

The greatsword, like a black rainbow, cleaved through all shackles, carrying a destructive aura as it effortlessly swept across the battlefield.

The red-haired man had blood flowing down his chest, and a huge, completely transparent gash appeared on his back and chest.

"Huh? Why?!"

Han Yi was stunned, his face full of disbelief.

"That shouldn't be the case, I could have easily dodged it..."

He was somewhat bewildered.

The red-haired man's demonic aura was immense, the most powerful he had ever seen among the hundred demon races.

He had originally prepared himself for a fierce battle, but unexpectedly...

The other side didn't dodge or evade at all, making no attempt to defend themselves.

Is this the end?!

There's a kind of unreal feeling of defeating a full-health boss with just one small skill.

When he saw Jin Xia being held tightly in the red-haired man's arms, he seemed to understand the reason.

The black giant sword had such a wide attack range that it enveloped the golden glow as it pierced the red-haired man.

“Luo…you…” Jinxia reached out her hand tremblingly, wanting to touch the red-haired man’s face.

But she was too weak, and after several attempts, she failed.

“I told you so…” the red-haired man gave a bitter smile, “You… shouldn’t have come…”

boom!

Suddenly, his entire body lit up with streaks of different colors, multicolored and vibrant, like feathers burning fiercely.

In that instant, a blinding light, accompanied by intense fluctuations, radiated outwards like a heat wave, forcing even Han Yi, with his current strength, to retreat.

"No...no!!" Jin Xia's eyes widened suddenly, large tears falling like raindrops. "I said it," the red-haired man slowly picked Jin Xia up, "I will always protect you...just like the promise I made..."

He used the last bit of strength in his body to gently toss it away.

In the blink of an eye, Jinxia was enveloped in a strangely colored feather robe and soared into the sky, disappearing without a trace.

Why bother...?

Han Yi walked gently to the red-haired man and sighed, "You should know that she can't escape."