Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 795 Failure (Part 4)

The confrontation between Han Yi and Liu Miaoxuan, though seemingly lengthy, actually took place in just a few breaths.

Yan Xuanji never expected that his junior brother, who had been cultivating under the elders for many years, receiving profound teachings, and even venturing into the outside world a few times, would be killed in an accident.

Liu Miaoxuan... but she is the only successor of her lineage, who bears the hope of revival and is closest to her, having inherited her master's mantle.

"You...I want you dead!!!" Yan Xuanji's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he almost lost his mind.

"Flying Star... Nine Spirit Sword!" Her ten fingers moved with lightning speed, forming a continuous series of sword incantations.

call out…...

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and nine beams of starlight were drawn and absorbed by her true energy, transforming into dazzling pillars of light that fell upon the bare Buddha dust.

Moonlight is the base, starlight is the foundation.

in a blink.

A giant sword made of light, more than ten meters long, quickly condensed and tilted downwards, smashing fiercely towards Han Yi.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle!

Two massive white shockwaves were cleaved through the air, condensing into sword-like shapes as they swept and collided violently.

"Rare indeed. This is the first time I've ever seen... someone from the Yuanmiao Sect get angry and agitated." Han Yi stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the light sword falling towards him, a hint of mockery appearing on his face.

"There's no need to be so angry. Since you all value cause and effect so much... then after killing someone... you should exchange one life for another!"

Boom! As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of black fire suddenly exploded beneath his feet, and he vanished without a trace.

When Han Yi reappeared, he was already beside the lightsaber.

"Cause and effect... The lives of the people down the mountain... are also lives! It's not only your Yuanmiao Sect that counts as human beings!!"

*Sizzle*

Two eerie black flames suddenly ignited in Han Yi's eyes. He merely placed his right hand lightly on the lightsaber, seemingly effortlessly.

The massive, gleaming lightsaber, which was as smooth and transparent as if it were sacred, appeared to have been corroded from the inside by something. Tiny, charred marks the size of a fingernail were faintly visible where the palm and the blade met.

boom!

The charred marks, like lightning, spread rapidly from the middle of the sword to both sides in the blink of an eye.

The entire giant lightsaber suddenly emitted a crackling sound, and as if parasitized, its entire body turned pitch black.

“You know… I prefer an ordinary knife to a noble sword…” Han Yi loosened his grip, his voice low and somber, “Because anyone… can afford a knife… and one strike… is enough to cut down all injustice!”

Sizzle sizzle…

The lightsaber slowly deformed and melted, its blade bending downwards and slightly curving, vaguely taking on the shape of a blade.

The enormous demonic blade, ten meters long, was surrounded by a large amount of black demonic fire burning silently from bottom to top. The eerie demonic fire at the edges curled up slightly, exuding a cold and heavy aura.

Despite being a burning flame, it strangely gave off a chilling, deathly feeling, as if it had frozen all life force and absorbed all vitality.

Snapped.

Han Yi reached out and gently grasped the hilt of the knife.

"I was once naive... naively believing... that the Yuanmiao Sect would be a savior, descending like a divine army to save all living beings... Unfortunately... I was wrong..."

The demonic fire quickly condensed on the hilt, forming black dragon head guards on both sides.

"We...were fundamentally different...we can only rely on ourselves!"

He sighed deeply and raised his arm.

call…...

A breath of foul air filled with black flames emanated from Han Yi's mouth.

Click...

The air seemed to freeze solid as the demonic blade moved slowly, and cracking sounds echoed through the space it passed through.

The demonic blade moved, scorching the air and forming a large amount of black embers that dripped down like volcanic ash, falling like raindrops onto Han Yi's massive and terrifying dark red body. The embers were then ignited by the high temperature, turning into wisps of black smoke that spread outwards.

The black smoke formed from a large amount of embers slowly spread and dissipated, and only a majestic figure, like a demon god from hell, could be vaguely seen standing quietly in the air, looking down on everything without any scruples.

"Suppression...coercion...forced me to disband my sect...forced me to give up everything...after going this far...they still don't want to let it go..."

A deep, vast, and distant sound, even carrying a hint of fire, rang out.

"Cause and effect... You've driven me to this point... Now, it's time to taste the bitter fruit of my own making!!!"

The massive demonic blade reversed direction, precisely aiming at Yan Xuanji's location. "You...you...how could you only be a Grandmaster!!!!" Yan Xuanji's breathing became rapid, his whole body felt icy cold, and he felt a chill run from his heels straight to the top of his head.

The overwhelming power descended, shaking her to her core, leaving her utterly unable to muster any thought of resistance.

Even escaping...

None of them can do it!

Such momentum...this aura...this feeling...

It was only when Yan Xuanji entered the Upper Three Peaks and faced those reclusive, ascetic cultivators that he would have such feelings and expressions.

Gazing at the terrifying figure before her, who resembled both a god and a demon, she couldn't help but tremble with fear, her mind a jumble of chaotic thoughts.

Han Yi... could never reach this level!!!

She was the person who knew Han Yi best. Just a few years ago, he was an outsider who couldn't even pass the outer court test of the Yuanmiao Sect, and in such a short time...

It surpassed her decades of hard work...

This speed...

impossible!

Absolutely impossible! !

has a problem!

There must be a big problem here!!

"I...I understand!" Suddenly, Yan Xuanji thought of a possibility, and her eyes lit up instantly.

"One possibility...only one possibility...only one possibility!!!"

At this moment, her Taoist crown had fallen off, her clothes were disheveled, her hair was scattered in all directions, and the whisk in her hand was reduced to a bare handle; she was in a terrible state.

But Yan Xuanji didn't care at all; instead, she danced around and laughed maniacally.