Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 796 Failure (Part 5)

"Han Yi...you...a demon spy!!! I will definitely report this to the Ancestor and have you, this thorn in my side, eradicated!!!"

"Qingya Zi, hurry! You must get this information out... Report it truthfully... Hurry!!!"

Under immense pressure, Yan Xuanji completely lost her composure and nearly collapsed into madness.

People living at the foot of the mountain will always remain people living at the foot of the mountain; they can never surpass those living on the mountain.

This is a concept she has long held as her guiding principle.

Therefore, at this point, there is only one conclusion she can draw.

Only a spy planted by the demon race could climb so quickly in just a few years to a level she could never reach in her lifetime.

This is the only guess.

This would prevent Yan Xuanji from being crushed by the overwhelming pressure and allow her to barely maintain a shred of rationality.

"spy?"

Han Yihao's loud voice rang out from the air.

"Faced with the incomprehensible, they choose to respond with vulgarity and denial... refusing to change, giving up on adaptation, being self-righteous and aloof... Is this the thousand-year legacy of the Yuanmiao Sect... Disappointing, utterly disappointing... If the Yuanmiao Sect is rotten to the core, then..."

"I will be the one to end the Yuanmiao Sect!!!"

boom! ! !

The enormous black demonic blade crashed down, leaving trails of black afterimages. Countless streams of black flames shot out, instantly creating a massive crater tens of meters long in the ground. Yan Xuanji didn't even have time to scream before he vanished silently into the black flames, like a piece of candy melting in the heat.

Qingya Zi, who was fleeing rapidly, looked back at this moment.

He was immediately dumbfounded, his hair stood on end, and he turned pale with fright, his skin crawling with terror.

"The sky above Penglai is thirty thousand miles high, the nine phoenixes break through the defilement and transform into the Three Pure Ones..." he chanted, and suddenly shook the copper bell.

In an instant, a bright blue light shone from the copper bell, and a phantom blue bird flew out, faintly attaching itself to his back.

This is a unique spirit-summoning technique of the Yuanmiao Sect. It involves killing a powerful demon beast, using the martial arts true body to contain its demon spirit, hiding it within the body, and unleashing it at a crucial moment to reverse the situation.

It was this very technique that tempted him to abandon everything and join the Yuanmiao Sect.

Swish...

Qingya Zi's speed increased by more than double again, leaving a streak of blue light in the air as he rushed out without looking back.

Such terrifying enemies…

Even Yan Xuanji and Liu Miaoxuan, who had been cultivating in the Yuanmiao Sect since childhood, were no match for them.

As an outsider who joined halfway through... he is even less likely to be a match.

The tragic deaths of two top-ranking experts are unprecedented in the Yuanmiao Sect, a tragedy that has occurred for countless years.

As long as you return to the mountain and report the truth, someone will naturally handle it.

No matter how strong Han Yi is, he couldn't possibly be...

*Sizzle*

Qingya Zi suddenly stopped and lowered his head in a daze.

Sometime during the night, a strange black flame appeared on his chest.

The black fire burned quietly, seemingly without any heat, and he didn't even feel any pain, like a phantom.

Why...

His pupils dilated as he remembered the speck of black ember that had splashed onto his body earlier.

I initially thought it was something like dust, and in my haste to escape, I didn't pay it much attention...

“So be it… I’ve lived these extra decades… I’ve finally made up for it…” Qingya Zi gave up struggling and smiled bitterly.

boom!

In just a moment, he was completely engulfed by the raging black flames, leaving only a pool of slowly falling black ash in his place.

call out…...

A long, thin, winding black flame, like a black snake, swayed and flew towards Han Yi on its own. "Killing one is killing, killing two is also killing, so... just leave them all..." Han Yi's massive body floated in the air, his emotionless black eyes fixed on the direction Qing Ya Zi had fled, his tone indifferent.

He never expected the people of Yuanmiao Sect to be here...

It can't be that weak!

Actually, he didn't have any intention of killing anyone at first.

They were just trying to buy time so that everyone in the inner city below could evacuate.

Then find an opportunity to repel them, at most injuring them, break through the blockade, and forcefully break out.

Anyway, the sect has been disbanded, and the people can't be found.

The truly wise live in seclusion in the city, hiding their identities and recuperating for several years.

The vast Yunzhou region has a population of over 100 million. If someone is truly determined to hide, even the Yuanmiao Sect would find it extremely difficult. Moreover, considering the matter Han Yi committed…

They were utterly worthless; forced into it, they even disbanded their sect...

If this drags on, dealing with the demonic calamity will become the bigger issue.

I believe in this crucial moment.

It's impossible for Yan Xuanji to expend so many resources and specifically seek help from powerful figures within the sect just to find a few people.

As the initial hype died down, the matter faded into obscurity over time.

Who could have predicted that plans would be subject to change?

For a long time, the Yuanmiao Sect has evoked powerful sensory experiences, with its ancient and mysterious lineages...

Liu Miaoxuan unleashed a torrent of attacks with terrifying force.

Subconsciously, Han Yi skipped the first and second stages of True Energy and Spirit Seed forms, directly using his physical liberation form. This was his strongest transformation besides his Asura form, his trump card.

As a result, Liu Miaoxuan was accidentally killed by his punch.

boom…...

Han Yi's mind was racing as he slowly descended from the sky. The moment his massive body hit the ground, the ground shook and a cloud of dust rose.

hiss…...

On the open ground of the inner city, the many disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect looked on in fear, gasped, and stared at Han Yi in disbelief, as if they were looking at some kind of prehistoric behemoth.

Standing three meters tall, it resembles a small hill when viewed from afar, and just getting close to it requires immense courage.

No one dared to look up.

"Sect Master...you...are you really Han Yi?" Elder Fu stepped forward slowly, approaching with deep fear and disbelief.

As the first elder in the original Jingtian Manor to discover Han Yi's potential, he truly understands Han Yi extremely well.

But before him stood a massive, monstrous body, its entire body wreathed in black flames, billowing out large plumes of smoke that shrouded the area within a dozen meters in darkness.

More like a terrifying war behemoth from the demon race than a human.

Even though Mr. Fu was very knowledgeable, he was deeply shocked and horrified by what he saw.

"Of course, besides me... who else could it be?" Han Yi smiled and took a step towards Elder Fu.

Black flames followed like a shadow, leaving two clear black footprints on the ground. The smoke was instantly stirred up and became chaotic, like a shadowy monster that had coalesced, baring its fangs and claws. This scene frightened Old Fu so much that he trembled all over, took a small step back, and almost tripped and fell to the ground.

"..."

Han Yi was also somewhat amused and shook his head gently.

In fact, the strength he usually displays in front of the sect members is mostly the basic first and second forms.

That is, the true skill, the formless calamity body form, and the bloodline, spiritual seed, and black qi form.

The liberation of the physical body, one of his trump cards, or the form he had pushed to its limit, had never been revealed.

So it's normal that a group of people were frightened at this moment.

*Sizzle*

A large amount of black smoke began to condense and contract, like water flowing into a sponge, quickly penetrating his body through his pores.

Soon the smoke grew smaller and smaller, until it could only cover an area of ​​a few meters in radius.

As darkness gradually dissipated, the cool moonlight shone down, revealing a naked upper body with powerful, full muscles sculpted as if by an axe, and eyes as bright and shining as stars.

Then came the calm face, just like always.

Whoosh...

With a thought, Han Yi casually took out a black robe from his Kongsang Ring and draped it over his shoulders.

"Sect Master... what should we do next?" Old Fu was older and had experienced more, so he first calmed himself down and asked softly.

Three people died in one fell swoop during the reign of Emperor Yuanmiaozong, and none of them were ordinary people.

They were all heads of the academy, deputy heads of the academy, and there was even a disciple of one of the three upper peaks with a high status...

This is already considered a well-known figure within the Yuanmiao Sect, not some nobody. If even one of these individuals were to encounter trouble, it could cause a major upheaval.

What's more, three people died at the same time.

Even with his rich experience and strong problem-solving skills, Fu lost his composure and became completely bewildered.

No matter how many experiences you have, or how effective your so-called strategies may be... they are not enough to solve the current problem.

It's like the difference between an insect and an elephant.

The deaths of Yan Xuanji and the other two were like a giant elephant getting a minor scratch, without even drawing blood.

But once an elephant is angered, a simple breath or a flap of its ears can easily cause fatal damage to insects.

When the overall strength gap between the two sides reaches a huge level.

Strategy and tactics... have become a joke. Force alone can overcome all methods.

Absolute power brings absolute crushing.

That's all.

"..." Han Yi remained silent for a moment, without speaking immediately.

He actually had some thoughts in his mind.

He always had a backup plan, no matter what he did.

Given the current situation... if one were to lose their temper and cause casualties...

I've prepared for the worst.

This escape route... was a last resort, not a final step, and a choice he was unwilling to make.

"Now... how many people are left?" Han Yi pondered for a moment and asked in a deep voice.

"How many people are left..." Old Fu hesitated for a moment, then turned around and began to count with the Grand Secretary. A short while later...

With a heavy expression, he sighed and said, "Reporting to the sect leader, the results are in. In the chaos just now, more than 30 people died and more than 50 were seriously injured. Excluding those with minor injuries, there are about 100 people who are able to move around normally."

At this moment, Mr. Fu spoke with a sense of awe and caution, not daring to speak loudly.

It was obvious that what Han Yi had just done... had left a deep shadow in his heart.

Han Yi was helpless in the face of this.

He knew that the days when he and Old Fu could joke around and banter freely were gone forever.

Ultimately, this world is still a world where the strong are respected.

If someone is strong enough, everyone will respect them and take into account the attitude of a strong person in their words and actions.

"Hmm... over a hundred people... that's quite a few." Han Yi spoke slowly. "The deceased... should receive compensation as soon as possible; the injured... should be provided with the best medicine and treated by pharmacists... as for the others..."

He paused, then calmly said, "Pass the order: the evacuation is to be temporarily suspended..."

"Stop...stop?" Old Fu was stunned, not understanding Han Yi's meaning.

Those who remained in the inner city at this time were the true core members of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, which is why they risked their lives to persist until the very end.

Now we're completely at odds with Yuanmiao Sect. If we don't send these people away tonight, are we just waiting to die?

The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect is now in dire straits, and this group of people is its last remaining members.

Under the pressure of the Yuanmiao Sect, there were already few who were truly determined to stay. Losing them would mean losing almost half of their strength. This would make the sect's future rise even more complicated.

"Not only is the evacuation plan canceled, but all other disciples who are scattered in various places... those who are willing to return, must also be summoned back!" Han Yi said slowly.