Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 699 Revenge (Part 6)

"The heavens are wounded, the earth is devastated, and all things are broken!"

Just then, a deep male voice slowly spoke.

call…...

Suddenly, a layer of gray clouds drifted across the sky.

The environment suddenly became somewhat gloomy.

A tiny, mosquito-like dot, gleaming with golden light, suddenly appeared in front of Wang Yuanshan.

boom!

In the blink of an eye.

The golden light suddenly surged, instantly piercing through the gray clouds, illuminating the entire space and making it much brighter.

A golden sword light, like a rainbow, pierced through the heavens and earth, arriving first despite being behind, and appeared beside Han Yi like lightning, slashing down on his head.

He intended to sever them both with a single sword strike.

"Well done!" Han Yi exclaimed in admiration as he caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye.

Wang Yuanshan timed it perfectly, from the right angle and in the right position. It was at the very moment Zhang Qiong made his move that his defense was at its weakest, forcing him to abandon Zhang Qiong and turn back to defend.

"Boundless Fist!"

Han Yi let out a low roar, and the muscles in his entire arm surged and bulged like waves. The muscles and fascia were squeezed and impacted by the force, producing a thunderous booming sound.

boom!

A punch landed squarely on the blade from the side.

The immense force of the impact instantly extinguished the sword light, and the massive sword, like a failed rocket launch, plummeted headfirst to the ground. "Scorpion Heart."

But before Han Yi could catch his breath, a colorless stream of air with a strange smell quickly entered his nostrils.

At the same time, an even stronger feeling of sluggishness and distortion appeared in my body than before.

It was Zhang Qiong who seized the opportunity and used her full power to distort and purify the space around Han Yi.

"The Undying Golden Sword!"

Wang Yuanshan unleashed his last bit of murderous aura, and his golden greatsword flew up.

The greatsword emitted golden light and carried boundless killing intent. Like a golden silk ribbon, it was stunningly beautiful and slashed fiercely at Han Yi as it cut across the sky.

There is no way to avoid it.

Unable to break free immediately, Han Yi had no choice but to cover his head and raise his arms to block. First, the colorless airflow broke through Han Yi's outer high-temperature force field protection, hissing and emitting thick white smoke, which suddenly adhered to the outer layer of his skin and flesh, continuously corroding and penetrating into the interior.

Then the greatsword came crashing down, producing a loud, piercing metallic clang.

Finally, Zhang Qiong unleashed the evil energy, causing an internal explosion.

boom!

The energy surged forth, its true power spreading in all directions. Leaves from the surrounding trees were whipped and swirled about.

The wind howled and roared. The narrow forest path was widened and extended.

Bang!

Its mountain-like body crashed down heavily.

On the soil of the entire forest, pillars of earth rise into the sky, resembling a yellow earth dragon leaping high.

Dust mixed with soil formed a yellowish-brown veil. "Is it over?"

Zhang Qiong stared intently at the deep pit on the ground, but couldn't see anything clearly.

"It's not that easy. I don't think he's dead yet." Wang Yuanshan gripped the golden greatsword, his expression grave.

"Don't worry, with my formation sealing him off, he can't escape. We can wear him down!" Chen Yan sneered.

clatter…...

The yellow smoke gradually subsided, and a soft sound rang out.

Zhang Qiong and his two companions were on high alert, ready to deliver the final blow at any moment.

boom!

A massive figure stirred up the smoke and lunged fiercely at the three of them.

The figure was powerful and robust, like an ancient behemoth from the primordial era, exuding a savage and ferocious aura that seemed intent on tearing everyone to shreds. Without hesitation, the three retreated rapidly from different angles, then unleashed their charged attacks.

Having personally witnessed Han Yi's formidable physical strength, they were all filled with apprehension and dared not engage in close combat.

I'm going to follow the same pattern as before, using powerful supernatural abilities to remotely coordinate and restrict movement, and finally unleash a thunderous strike.

puff.

As a result, the three divine powers, which were from different directions and angles and were equally powerful, all missed their target.

It only made the already murky air even darker.

Han Yi gasped for breath, frowning as he stared at the pale purple light screen in front of him.

The three people on the other side were not cowards; their joint attack was merely a result of their mutual interests.

He feigned a desperate counterattack, intending to take one of them with him.

As expected, he successfully scared the three away. In reality, what he wanted to do was take the opportunity to escape the encirclement and make further plans.

But the preparations on the other side seemed to be even more thorough than he had imagined.

Within the pale purple light screen, thin black lines swam, resembling scorpions or toads, emanating a chilling, poisonous aura.

The closer he got to the past, the more he could feel the purple mist enveloping the spirit seed within his body, and the more active it became.

The black energy of the spirit seed has been compressed to most of its activity space, and can only release a little bit of black energy, which is of no help to the battle.

Spiritual bloodline, in essence, does not belong to true bloodline power.

It was simply that Han Yi combined knowledge related to bloodlines and deduced and evolved it.

They are still subject to this level of suppression.

The helpers Zhang Qiong found went to great lengths to restrict his spiritual bloodline.

Fortunately, the spirit seed bloodline was only a part of his power.

His greatest strength still lies in his unbreakable physical body, which is incredibly powerful.

Even so, facing three grandmasters who had condensed their killing intent...

Even with Han Yi's physical body alone, he suffered considerable injuries.

On his forearm, the golden sword light had breached his defenses, leaving a deep wound that exposed bone. At this moment, a surge of true energy with a penetrating effect was rampaging through the wound, hindering the skin's healing.

A faint purple tinge appeared in his eyes; it was the unknown, mysterious poison released by the dust and smoke, beginning to take effect through his skin.

His entire body was in a sorry state.

The specially prepared inner armor, with its excellent elasticity and some protective function, was now tattered and offered no protection whatsoever. The inner lining, made of tough yet flexible gold thread, had been mostly severed and was pitifully exposed on the outside.

This is the outermost layer of damage caused by Zhang Qiong's burst of malevolent energy.

Even inside Han Yi's body, there were slight internal injuries and vibrations.

"Trying to run? I told you long ago, this day next year will be your death anniversary!" Zhang Qiong chased after him angrily.

I almost got tricked by Han Yi again, and he almost escaped.

"Don't worry, I told you long ago, with my Five Poison Flame Formation here, he can't escape." Chen Yan followed up, smiling smugly.

"Sect Leader Han must be filled with regret now... regretting not agreeing to the conditions just now..." Wang Yuanshan said with a sorrowful expression, "Unfortunately, it's too late now..."

The three of them stood apart and surrounded Han Yi's path.

A defensive formation blocked Han Yi's retreat. Their actions suggested that the situation was already decided, that they held the advantage, and that Han Yi was like a fish on a chopping block.

"What, do you think this will solve my problem?" Han Yi faced the three men with a relaxed expression. "Don't you think about why Meng Ren was being hunted down for so long before I finally appeared?"

Indeed, the current situation is very unfavorable to him.

Although he was confident that he could break the formation by force with his immense strength, the prerequisite was that no one would stop him.

With these three people threatening him, it seemed at first glance that he had no chance of escaping.

so…...

"**, if you don't come out now, you'll be left to collect my corpse!!!" Han Yi shouted to the surrounding area.

If you can't beat the other side, you have to call for reinforcements.

Overpowering the few with numbers and intimidating with sheer force is a long-standing tradition of the Beast Sect. *Whoosh...*

The leaves on the trees rustled wildly.

She was dressed in white, wearing a gold-threaded blue jade crown, holding a thousand-embroidered silk palace fan, with a flowing double fish pendant hanging from her waist, and wearing dark cloud-patterned silk boots.

What a dashing and imposing figure! With his flowing sleeves, he exudes the aura of a protagonist making his entrance and a hero rescuing a damsel in distress.

Han Yi's face darkened immediately.

He glanced at **, then looked down at himself.

The former had a handsome face and a spirited demeanor, much like the white-clad swordsmen in stories and novels.

The latter, on the other hand, was disheveled, his body muscular and imposing, looking more like a demon king than a good person.

The difference between the two is simply too great.

Even Han Yi himself found it hard to stand by and watch.

If ordinary mortals saw this, they'd probably think a chivalrous hero was slaying demons. There's no way around it.

He pursued the path of physical immortality, which is naturally not as effective as simple martial arts cultivation, which coordinates various aspects of the body.

"I just didn't want to disturb you because you were having so much fun. Don't blame me."

Swish!

He flicked his fan, covered his chin, and chuckled as he explained.

"If you don't come soon, I'm going to get beaten to death," Han Yi replied irritably.

"Don't worry, don't worry... We're here to save you..." He looked at the array of black lines slowly flickering in front of him with a curious expression.

"The Five Poisons Flame Array... uses the power of the five poisons... their mutual generation and restraint... then the toxins intertwine and erupt, thereby suppressing bloodline power... it's meaningful..."

He gathered a ball of black true energy in his palm: "So, this balance... as long as one side becomes stronger, it will immediately devour the other four toxins, making it extremely unstable..."

Snapped.

**The palm of the hand quickly touches the light screen.

Visibly, one of the toad-like black lines rapidly enlarged, devouring the other black lines.

Click!

A huge crack suddenly appeared on the entire light screen, and then with a bang, it exploded and disappeared.

Snap snap snap…...

He clapped his hands casually, a smile on his face, and looked at Zhang Qiong and the other two: "Gentlemen, the Huayang area will be under the jurisdiction of my Hu family from now on... It's a bit inappropriate for you to come here without giving us a heads-up, isn't it?"

"..."

Zhang Qiong remained silent, only offering a cold laugh.

They watched helplessly as the formation was broken; it wasn't that the three of them didn't want to stop it.

Instead, as the ** appeared, several imposing figures also appeared around it.

The man on the left is wearing a black and red official robe and an official hat. His face looks somewhat similar to **, only a bit older.

The man on the right is clad in heavy black armor, wearing a huge cloak, and wielding a heavy sword. He has an unremarkable appearance, but his eyes are filled with a sense of vicissitude, as if he has witnessed too many lives and deaths and is indifferent to everything in the world.

That wasn't all; from the path behind, another robust monk slowly emerged.

He was imposing, with exceptionally broad hands, wearing nine Buddhist prayer beads, and wielding a huge nine-flowered crescent shovel that gleamed with a chilling light. The nine ordination scars on his head were particularly eye-catching.

The three men, united in their aura and poised to strike, remained hidden and motionless, forcing Zhang Qiong and his companions to refrain from making any unusual moves.

“Distracted Spirit Hu Liuyun… Killing God Shuli… Great Monk Huiwu…” Zhang Qiong’s face was grim as he spoke slowly and deliberately, recognizing the three individuals one by one.

"Well... I never expected that the leader of an evil sect could alarm the government, the military, and even the eminent monks of Shouyi Temple... It seems that you so-called righteous sects are not without your dirty tricks either..." she sneered.

"You can't say that, Palace Master," she said, covering her mouth with a light laugh. "If we kill you all, then no one will know about this, right?"

"Kill them all?" Zhang Qiong laughed. "You really think you're the only one with reinforcements? Don't we have any?"

"Sect Master, you've lured the person out. As agreed, it's your turn to make your move."

Several figures rushed towards them from a distance.

The person in the lead was a woman dressed in a dark blue dress.

She had delicate features, a slender waist, and a tall figure. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down to her waist, and her skin was truly as white as snow. The woman held a long white stick upside down in her hand, gently landing it on a slightly swaying branch, her gaze looking down at the crowd.

Along with her, four people exuding a powerful aura also descended.

"Yue Qi, it's been a long time. I've missed you terribly." Her voice was as cold as ice, and her gaze was fixed on Yue Qi.

"Zhen You, I didn't expect you to come in person..." **His expression changed instantly upon seeing her.

The woman at the head was none other than the sect leader of the Mingyu Sect.

The four people behind her—the cunning rabbit, the domineering tortoise, and the other two tower masters—stood side by side.

The Mingyu Sect originally had twelve tower masters, but they betrayed them, and two of them, Snake Vulture and Fiend Pig, died.

After considering all the losses, only eight of the twelve tower masters remained.

In order to resolve this matter smoothly, Zhen You actually brought out half of the experts!