Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 824 Plunder (Part 1)

After Han Yi left, there was still one thing to consider.

The safety of the convoy.

In the entire Beast Clan caravan, Han Yi's presence or absence made a huge difference.

no doubt.

As long as he is here, even if he is just sitting here, the members of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect have a pillar of support, feel more confident, and their combat power will increase by three points out of nowhere.

Once he leaves...

After thinking for a moment, Han Yi made his decision.

There shouldn't be any major problems in the short term.

Currently, the greatest threat facing the group from the Myriad Beasts Sect still comes from the Yuanmiao Sect.

Compared to the Yuanmiao Sect, the overall strength of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect may seem insignificant and incomparable.

However, in the context of Yunzhou and compared with other forces,

Putting everything else aside, let's just talk about the experts.

Zhang Ruoning, Gongsun Jing, Elder Fu, Zhong Han and her daughter Zhong Yunxiu... and Lan Mei...

If you do the math, the number of Grandmasters alone is close to ten.

In addition, there's Howling Moon, who commands a large pack of wolves on the periphery and patrols for defense.

There were also trusted followers who had migrated with Han Yi and were wholeheartedly devoted to him.

Those who remained until the end, determined to follow, were all elites, with at least the strength of a martial arts master. They were a force to be reckoned with.

The combined force of these forces is far from being a trivial matter.

Even when attacking a weaker first-rate power, there is a 70-80% chance of success.

Along the way, wherever the convoy passed, every faction acted with extreme caution, fear, and apprehension.

They were afraid that they might accidentally attract the attention of the convoy.

Even not bothering with them is enough to make one grateful.

Therefore, even if Han Yi is not around, such a large-scale convoy relocation would not be something that would be easily provoked by anyone.

To elaborate further.

Unless Yuan Miaozong takes the lead and brings together the entire Yunzhou to besiege them, there will be no problem.

Moreover, given Han Yi's speed and agility...

It's only this short distance...

As long as the convoy isn't completely wiped out immediately, it will definitely be able to return in time to provide support.

Subsequently, Han Yi summoned Elder Fu, Grand Secretary, Zhong Yunxiu, and others, gave them a few instructions, and made some adjustments and arrangements.

Then he transformed into a streak of black light, exploding into ripples as he soared into the sky.

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In the lush mountain forest, the dark green branches swayed and moved wildly in the wind.

call!

The wind suddenly picked up.

The forest shook more violently, and through the gaps that appeared, a gray-white palace and pavilions suddenly came into view.

In the suddenly open space, layers of white stone steps appeared before us.

As you ascend the man-made trapezoidal steps, your gaze will immediately be drawn to a tall archway.

The three large characters "Wanhua Palace" are clearly visible on the gray-black stone archway.

Below the archway, several middle-aged women sat cross-legged, all looking tense and preoccupied, occasionally turning their heads to peer into the palace.

Click.

"Who?!"

A sonorous sound.

The women turned around and drew their long swords, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Once he realized it was just a small animal passing by and breaking a branch, he sheathed his sword and breathed a sigh of relief.

"A day and a night have passed, and the Palace Master and the others have discussed this for so long. Have they reached a conclusion yet? Will this continue every day? Will they not even be allowed to leave through the main gate?" one of the women couldn't help but complain.

"We can only wait for the results. The Palace Master is always cautious in her actions; it's unlikely that we would be alarmed by such trivial matters," the slightly older woman comforted her.

"The problem is, how long will this lockdown last? We're alright... but those little ones, I think... are getting a bit restless." The woman sighed.

"Trust Palace Mistress Feihong. Since this is her decision, she must have her reasons," the older woman comforted her.

"Decision? What decision?"

A strange voice suddenly rang out.

“Naturally, we should seal off the mountain gate and discuss…” the woman said instinctively.

She immediately snapped out of her daze and abruptly drew her longsword. "Who? Who's there?!"

"Who? Naturally, it's someone who's come to help you..." The forest trembled, and a human figure slowly emerged.

"kill!!!"

Swish swish!

A chilling sword light appeared, like a series of white shooting stars flashing by.

Before Han Yi could finish speaking, the women's expressions suddenly changed, and they all swung their swords at him.

Clang clang clang!

Several crisp sounds rang out in succession. Han Yi didn't even move his body. The moment the long sword landed on him, it exploded in the middle and broke into two pieces.

"How can it be?!"

The pupils of the group of people shrank sharply, their eyes filled with terror.

"A thousand flowers and a thousand suns!" The older woman, being older, was ultimately more experienced.

He threw away the longsword and struck out with a backhand palm.

As the red light exploded, a strange and enchanting floral fragrance appeared.

Snapped!

Suddenly, a palm struck Han Yi squarely in the center of his chest.

"You... are you tickling me?" Han Yi frowned, his face showing confusion.

He held the woman's arm and gently moved it away. There wasn't a single tear, not even a wound, let alone her clothes.

"Run... Go find Fei Hong quickly..." The older woman shouted, her face ashen.

Bang! ! !

Han Yi casually slapped out.

As if struck by lightning, a tremendous force surged through them, sending them flying and crashing heavily into the tall archway behind them. Boom…

The two solid stone pillars under the archway trembled, then slowly tilted and crashed down.

Large amounts of sand and dust flew out, mixed with a considerable amount of blood.

Several people collapsed to the ground, spitting blood, their eyes glazed over, clearly on the verge of death.

Click click...

A screeching sound rang out, and the huge plaque bearing the three characters "Wanhua Palace" could no longer hold on and crashed down heavily, the billowing white smoke instantly engulfing the group.

Seeing this, Han Yi had no choice but to put his leg down again.

He was preparing to go over and check on their injuries, and also to interrogate them for information.

It seems we don't need it.

Because the dead cannot speak. "How dare you! Where did this madman come from?! In broad daylight, how dare you harm the members of my Myriad Flowers Palace?"

A figure shot out from the palace complex, his voice chilling.

Clearly, Han Yi's actions had caused too much of a commotion, alarming the members of the Myriad Flowers Palace.

However, he didn't pay any attention and just stood there.

After all, the original purpose was to lure people out.

The figure stopped, revealing a handsome face.

This person wore a triangular white jade hat, had a full and bright face, deep and piercing eyes, and an elegant and dashing demeanor.

"Oh, Young Master Bai Yu?" Han Yi's eyes lit up, and he became alert.

After waiting for ages, I finally saw someone I knew.

The newcomer was none other than Zhang Baiyu, the Soul-Stealing Young Master, with whom he had previously had contact.

"...Han...Sect Leader Han?!" The moment Zhang Baiyu saw Han Yi, his expression changed, and his aura suddenly dropped.

I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cave, and my whole body was chilled.

Why did the Myriad Flowers Palace seal off the sect as if facing a formidable enemy?

Why are so many experts guarding the gate day and night, on high alert?

Why did Palace Master Xu Feihong not dare to rest for a whole day and night, racking her brains?

Isn't it all for the person in front of me?

While Han Yi's previous record of killing Yan Xuanji and the other two was indeed terrifying, it was still within an acceptable range and not invincible.

But now...

They defeated the combined strength of two Venerables from the three main peaks of the Yuanmiao Sect...

He went with Xu Feihong last night and witnessed it with his own eyes.

Even if they are on the periphery, they are responsible for providing support.

Even from a great distance, one could only vaguely see the silhouette of a colossal giant.

But the powerful aura emanating from it, even from a distance of more than ten miles, still exuded a terrifying impact.

It's no exaggeration.

Zhang Baiyu was absolutely certain that if he dared to get involved in a fight of this level, he wouldn't even need to be in the center; just getting a little closer would be enough to crush him with the aftershocks.

And now…

The God of Slaughter, whom even the Yuanmiao Sect couldn't subdue... actually came to visit in person...

"What are you thinking about?" Han Yi asked, frowning in surprise.

This guy... the moment he saw him, he looked like he'd lost his soul, his eyes were lifeless, his expression was blank, and he just stood there dumbfounded.

If I hadn't dealt with them before and known they were mentally sound, I would have almost thought they were an idiot.

"N-nothing...it's nothing..."

Zhang Baiyu shuddered, and when she came to her senses, large patches of cold sweat poured down her back.

"Get out of my way, this is none of your business." Han Yi was too lazy to say more and went straight to the point. "Where's Xu Feihong? Tell her to come out."

"Sect Master, why didn't you tell me beforehand? I could have... made some preparations."

A woman's sweet laughter rang out, and in the palace pavilion ahead, red light filled the sky, flowing and radiant, with petals blooming one after another, like a dream.

Within the fragrant petals, the faint outline of a beautiful woman's figure gradually emerges.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow solidified, revealing Xu Feihong's figure. She wore a pure white white dress, her skin was fair and radiant, and she looked like a beautiful young woman of about sixteen, dazzlingly beautiful.

Following closely behind Xu Feihong were elite soldiers who made no attempt to conceal their auras. Each of them exuded energy and spirit, their expressions wary, looking as if they were ready to draw their swords at any moment.

"Give me a heads-up? So you can pack your bags and run away?" Han Yi said calmly.

Xu Feihong's smile froze. Even with her tactful and adaptable nature, she was at a loss for words.

The other side is clearly looking for trouble; no matter what she says, the situation will remain the same.

If it were anyone else, given her status as the Palace Master of the Myriad Flowers Palace and one of the Six Masters of Yunzhou, she would have already given the order to take down the other side.

Unfortunately... it was Han Yi who was replaced...

She really didn't dare...

The Palace of a Thousand Flowers is not without its own secrets; within its walls reside old monsters from a previous era, hidden away due to various factors.

But no matter how strong the foundation of Wanhua Palace is... it's at most comparable to the two people who came down from the three main peaks of Yuanmiao Sect.

Or perhaps, it's even worse.

In this situation, Xu Feihong didn't want to break off relations, so she tried to be tolerant as much as possible.

He glanced at the tall archway that had been bombed down, the blood slowly seeping from beneath the fallen plaque, and the severed limbs pressed under half a pillar.

Xu Feihong took a deep breath and smiled.

"Sect Master is too kind. May I ask what brings you here today? If it is within the capabilities of my Myriad Flowers Palace, we will certainly do our utmost to assist you."

At this moment, she still appeared to be smiling charmingly, calm and composed.

But those familiar with Xu Feihong knew that this was merely a forced smile, a way of suppressing her anger. "Don't worry. You can definitely do it." Han Yi suddenly laughed. "Actually, it's very simple. Open up the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm; I need to go in."

To quickly obtain demonic energy, you need a large quantity of high-quality demonic energy.

Within Yunzhou, the first place Han Yi thought of was the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm.

He had once entered the inner layer of the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm and discovered the quality of the demonic energy he absorbed, a fact that he still finds unforgettable.

"The Hundred Flowers Secret Realm?" Xu Feihong was taken aback, then quickly came to her senses. "I'm afraid that won't work. It's not open yet. Even if we go in, the sect leader won't get much out of it."

Within Yunzhou, there are few secret realms, and most of them are not open to the public.

The most famous feature of the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm is the abundance of rare medicinal herbs that grow there, which are hard to find outside and are priceless and comparable to rare treasures.

This is the foundation of the Myriad Flowers Palace and the very basis of its existence. Naturally, it has attracted countless outsiders who covet it.

Therefore, when Han Yi mentioned this point, Xu Feihong subconsciously assumed that the purpose was the various resources in the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm.

However, not long has passed since the last opening. Even though the environment within the secret realm is special and the herbs grow faster, there will still be a waiting period.

She never imagined that Han Yi would have other intentions.

"It's none of your business. All I need is to go in," Han Yi said in a deep voice. "Remember, I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm just letting you know."

According to Yuanmiao Sect, the secret realm is actually a fragmented small world that has been completely eliminated of threats and rendered harmless after being processed by the three main peaks.

Those of the highest quality, capable of becoming blessed lands, were naturally retained by the Yuanmiao Sect.

Incomplete, worthless, or completely broken structures become various secret realms, serving as places to seal and store items.