I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

On the Wanling Lake.

The seventh-level immortal boat exploded, and many cultivators and immortals in the immortal boat were caught off guard. They suffered heavy casualties. Even the Lord of the Mingluo Palace, who had just returned, could not protect all of them.

Because Han Yi's sword was too fast, he was in no time.

Moreover, the destructive power brought by the immortal sword that blasted the immortal boat also made him palpitate. If this power was not dispersed and concentrated on him, even he would be in danger of death.

"Palace Master!"

Beside the Lord of the Mingluo Palace, the seriously injured Shuli Immortal Lord was pale. One of his arms was directly destroyed, and his immortal blood spilled into the sky. His breath was extremely weak, and it even affected the realm of the Immortal Lord.

The Lord of the Mingluo Palace had a gloomy face. He swept around, and when he waved his hand, the immortal power vibrated, covering the surrounding area for several miles, and all the seriously injured or fallen immortals, including Shuli Immortal Lord, were taken into the immortal world.

Then.

He looked forward, and in the changing light, a vague and blurred figure emerged in his perception.

𝟞𝟡𝕤𝕙𝕦𝕩.𝕟𝕖𝕥】

This is not seen with the naked eye, but with the ‘soul power’.

He can sense anything with ‘vitality’.

And in the direction he was looking at, Han Yi, who was only about ten miles away from him, used the fetal transformation to hide his body and restrain all his breath to ensure that it was difficult for the peak immortal to detect him, suddenly felt a mysterious wave sweeping across his body, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.

"I've been discovered." He suddenly had a thought, and then he was confused again.

"No, why is this feeling familiar?"

For a moment, he couldn't remember where he had encountered this familiar feeling.

Ten miles away, the Lord of the Nether Luo Palace waved his hand to suppress the chaotic and violent storm caused by the explosion of the immortal boat, and then quickly swept towards Han Yi's position.

At the same time

In his hand, a fairy sword appeared. The fairy sword was pitch black, and it seemed to be surrounded by black mist. The place where the mist touched the air faintly tore the space, causing tiny space wrinkles.

This is because the power of this sword is too strong, and even the space cannot fully withstand it.

The main inheritance of the Mingluo Palace, the top level of the seventh level, the Mingluo Fairy Sword.

Like the Nine Birds Palace, the Mingluo Palace is also a branch of the Refining Sect, and naturally has its inheritance. In the Refining Sect, the inheritance of the sword is the mainstream. Like the Nine Birds Palace Golden Bird Sword, the Mingluo Palace is also named after the Mingluo Sword.

As the master of the Mingluo Palace, the most powerful fairy sword of the Mingluo Palace is naturally on him.

Ten miles away.

When the master of the Mingluo Palace exploded, Han Yi already knew that it was meaningless for him to hide. He showed up, held the Qingping Sword that returned, and also slashed with a sword.

The sword energy shone, swept across several miles, and fell on the master of the Mingluo Palace.

The Lord of Mingluo Palace also swung his sword, and the black sword light shattered the sword light of Qingping, but the recoil force was so great that the Lord of Mingluo Palace stopped.

A few miles away, he looked at Han Yi with a little doubt in his eyes.

"Daoyou are not from Wanling Dao Sect?"

Han Yi was silent, staring at the Lord of Mingluo Palace, with deeper doubts in his eyes, because the person in front of him made him feel familiar.

He was sure that he had never seen the Lord of Mingluo Palace in person before, but this familiarity did not seem false.

His thoughts turned wildly, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

I remembered.

This familiarity was not the appearance of the Lord of Mingluo Palace and the seventh-level immortal sword, but the breath of his immortal soul.

Or to be more precise, it was the fluctuation of the soul of the Lord of Mingluo Palace.

This fluctuation of the soul made him feel familiar when he swept over the hidden self just now. At this moment, facing it directly, this familiarity was clearer.

And in the Penglai Immortal Realm, before he and Jin Ming arrived.

He had only landed in the territory of Fayuan Sect, and had not met many immortals. He had some grievances with several true immortal disciples of Fayuan Sect and Hei Yanluo. The others were Daozu Qiankun, and definitely had nothing to do with the Lord of Mingluo Palace.

Therefore, this fluctuation was not what he had encountered in Penglai, but what he had encountered in the Daluo Immortal Realm.

That's why he didn't remember it for a moment.

"The breath of the Wanming Book."

"No, to be more precise, it's the fluctuation of the immortal soul of the Wanming incarnation."

"The Lord of Mingluo Palace is an incarnation of Wanming."

Thinking of this, Han Yi took a deep breath and his face was stern.

In order to obtain the sword energy of Zhuxie, he responded to the request of Daoling Immortal Venerable and went to kill an immortal monarch, Suyan Immortal Lord.

After killing Suyan Immortal Lord, Han Yi absorbed Suyan's soul and turned it into nutrients for the Wanming Book, which improved the progress of the Wanming Book to the eighth heaven.

Later, he guessed that this was because the cultivation method of Wanming Avatar was the same as Wanming Book, and Wanming Book was obviously of a higher level, directly covering and absorbing, and improving the level.

Of course.

There were some strange mysteries in it, which he didn't figure out, but it didn't prevent him from knowing that he became the nemesis of Wanming Avatar because he practiced the special Wanming Book.

At this moment, he actually met another Wanming Avatar in Penglai Immortal Realm.

Didn't Wanming Immortal Lord need to be in seclusion for two thousand years after being injured? How could he still have the energy to extend his influence to Penglai Immortal Realm?

This thought just went around in his mind, and he had a similar guess.

A cunning rabbit has three burrows. If he was Wanming Immortal Lord, he would not stare at Daluo Immortal Realm. Penglai and Kunlun Immortal Realm are also mainly cultivating immortal ways, and they can "broadcast" Wanming Avatar. Just in case, even if Daluo Immortal Realm is completely destroyed, he can rely on the incarnations in Penglai and Kunlun Immortal Realm to revive again.

This principle is not difficult to infer.

And several miles away, the Lord of Mingluo Palace did not notice this. He just felt that the opponent's fighting power was no less than his from Han Yi's sword just now.

"Ordinary Immortal Lord? It seems that he has hidden his breath."

"In this case, your appearance is also disguised, not real."

The Lord of Mingluo Palace preconceived and inferred Han Yi's realm by strength, and inferred that Han Yi had changed his appearance by realm.

"Which Taoist friend from Lieyang Mountain is it?"

"Forget it, kill you, peel off your face, and I will know who you are."

The Lord of Mingluo Palace threw out the Immortal Sword, and the Immortal Sword suddenly transformed and grew larger, until it was a hundred meters long. The dark sword mist lingered around and rolled endlessly, as if there were strange gods and demons hidden in it, and there was even a faint sound of low sword energy breathing.

He pinched a mark and fell on the transformed and enlarged Mingluo Sword, then pointed at Han Yi, and the Immortal Sword suddenly flashed past, cutting through the sky, so fast that even the peak Immortal Lord had to deal with it with all his strength to catch it.

A few miles away.

When Han Yi activated the immortal sword, he took a deep breath, exerted all his strength, and flew out with the sword.

If he couldn't kill the ordinary Lord of Mingluo Palace, he would just run away. But if the Lord of Mingluo Palace had another identity, the incarnation of Wanming, Han Yi would fight to kill him no matter what.

In the end, if it didn't work, he would try to activate the Wanming Book to see if he could suppress him.

The Qingping Sword did not change greatly, but remained in its normal state. However, the arrogance of this sword was also aroused, and the sword energy was shocking. Under Han Yi's control, it fought with the Mingluo Immortal Sword in the sky above the Wanling Lake, which belonged to the top seventh-level immortal sword level.

Both of them were sword immortals. On the surface, the most powerful means was also the sword-controlling immortal technique.

However, after only ten breaths, the Mingluo Sword made a wail, shrank rapidly, was shaken away by the Qingping Sword, and swayed back to the hands of the Lord of Mingluo Palace.

The Lord of the Mingluo Palace looked at the Mingluo Sword, which was weak in aura, and then looked at the Qingping Sword, which was spreading sword light, with a look of shock.

"What kind of immortal sword is this?"

"Eighth level?"

"No, it's not yet at the eighth level, but the essence of this sword is extremely high."

The Lord of the Mingluo Palace looked greedy. His Mingluo Sword had been tempered to the peak of the seventh level by him, and there was no room for improvement. He originally thought that with the Mingluo Sword, even if he had just been promoted to the peak immortal king not long ago, he was not weak.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he found another immortal sword that was much more powerful than his Mingluo Sword.

If he could get this immortal sword, his strength would definitely be improved.

Thinking of this.

He looked at Han Yi standing high in the sky, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

This mysterious immortal king hid his aura and disguised himself as an ordinary immortal king. It was extremely difficult to kill him with swordsmanship alone, not to mention other immortal arts. It seemed that he could only take a risk.

His risk was to worry that once he used the soul technique, he would be discovered by the people of the Wanling Dao Sect, not because he thought Han Yi could resist it.

However

This is not the Daluo Immortal Realm. As the incarnation of Wanming, he is not yet to the point of being called for by everyone. In addition, the Wanling Dao Sect does not prohibit the source of identity. Even if the true identity is discovered, it may not be a big problem.

Thinking of this.

The Lord of the Mingluo Palace put away the immortal sword and pinched a mark. A wave rose from his body. This wave was the same as the wave that discovered Han Yi's hidden figure before, but it was thousands of times stronger.

Around his body, the space even became blurred because of this wave.

This is his soul technique, and it is also his most hidden trump card.

The soul technique deduced from the Wanming Immortal Scripture.

The Huangji Tianming Soul-stealing Technique.

Eight thousand years ago, he used this soul technique to kill the Lord of the Nine Birds Palace, who was stronger than him, in a secret realm.

Now that he has been promoted to the peak immortal king, he believes that when he uses this soul technique, most of the peak immortal kings will not be able to resist it, and will fall and become his soul slaves.

A few miles away, Han Yi grabbed the Qingping Sword, his eyes fixed. He looked at the Lord of the Mingluo Palace who was performing the soul technique. Just as he was about to make a move, he found that his immortal soul was automatically operating the Wanming Book.

The Wanming Book was originally derived from the heaven-defying function of the Soul Sutra Panel.

This sutra is said to have ninety-nine levels, but Han Yi was unable to continue at the seventh level and put it aside for the time being because it took too long.

When he devoured the soul of the Immortal Lord Su Yan, the progress of this Wanming Book was only raised to the eighth level.

Although the Wanming Book was automatically activated, Han Yi did not stop and do nothing. Instead, his immortal power was shaking as his thoughts turned, and he flew out with the sword again.

A few miles away, the Mingluo Immortal Palace looked at Han Yi, sneered, and then stretched out his hand and pointed forward into the void.

A few miles away, Han Yi subconsciously slapped the Four Sources Taoism on his body.

But the next moment, he found that nothing abnormal happened.

The Qingping Sword he used was also blocked by the Mingluo Sword that jumped up again, but the Mingluo Sword was repelled again, and the figure of the Mingluo Palace Master also retreated, and the two of them opened up a little distance.

The Mingluo Palace Master, who retreated more than ten miles away, froze, and then shouted:

"Impossible."

This was the first time his face changed after he was ambushed, as if something beyond his expectations and incomprehensible had happened.

Because with his soul technique, once it was used, Han Yi's immortal soul would be controlled by him. As long as he gently pointed, Han Yi's immortal soul would definitely fly out and fall into confusion. It would not be a problem whether to kill it or turn it into his soul slave.

But his scoop was in vain.

It was obvious that his soul technique had failed.

He did not believe in evil, and strengthened the soul technique once again. The mysterious fluctuations became more intense, and even spread to hundreds of miles away. The sky above Wanling Lake in this range was changing with wind and clouds, and black fog filled the sky.

Then, he pointed out fiercely again.

However.

In addition to the violent changes in space fluctuations and soul technique fluctuations, there was no abnormality in the void.

"This is impossible."

His face changed drastically.

Just as he was about to burst out stronger soul energy again and strengthen the Huangji Tianming Soul-stealing Technique, he suddenly shook all over, because a mysterious fluctuation rose from Han Yi's body, and then spread, like a ripple, sweeping across his body.

This fluctuation was quite familiar, but it felt strange.

Familiar, because from the breath, it was more than half similar to the soul technique he had just sacrificed.

Strange, because he did not feel the same aura from Han Yi, that is, Han Yi was definitely not the incarnation of Wanming, and it was impossible for him to cultivate the Wanming Immortal Sutra, and it was impossible for him to emit the same aura as Wanming.

Even if he took a step back, how could the other party have the Huangji Tianming Soul-stealing Technique?

This soul technique was his unique comprehension, and even other Wanming incarnations could not have it.

In addition.

What's more serious is.

In his impression, since the main body got the treasure, even if he met the Taoist, it was impossible for his aura to be stolen.

"This is..."

When his face changed wildly, a touch of horror surged into his consciousness, because he found that his immortal soul suddenly lost all resistance and was "pulled" out of his body.

Then, the terrifying devouring power erupted from the enemy in front, constantly pulling the immortal soul.

No, it must not be pulled over.

The Lord of the Underworld had this thought and turned to flee, but he felt that the enemy behind him had turned into a vortex. The terrifying suction force at the center of the vortex did not allow him to resist at all.

As soon as he turned his head and turned around, he was involuntarily sucked into the vortex with a whoosh.

The darkness then submerged him, and when his consciousness was shattered, he seemed to see a huge scripture emitting dark underworld energy. The scripture lay in the void and exuded a magnificent and majestic aura.

The Book of Ten Thousand Underworld.

The last thought came to an abrupt end, and it sank and shattered.

On the Lake of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Puff! !

Under Han Yi's control, the Qingping Sword shattered the space and pierced through the Lord of the Underworld, who was terrified and had lost his soul. Then, he twisted his body and it exploded, turning into endless powder and disappearing on the Lake of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Only one Mingluo Immortal Sword was left. It sensed the death of its master and wailed. It was ready to flee, but was intercepted and suppressed by the Qingping Sword. It wailed and then gathered all its breath and hung in the air.

Ten miles away, Han Yi's face was stern.

The scene just now was not actually his credit. It was because after the Wanming Book was activated on its own, the opponent's soul technique was ineffective and stimulated, and the opponent's immortal soul was seized with the same soul technique, swallowed and disappeared.

Then, without time to think more, he took a step and came to the Mingluo Sword suppressed in the air by the Qingping Sword. With a wave of his hand, he took it into the world of the divine orifice.

When Mingluo fell, he pulled out his immortal world from the space beside him, and killed Shuli Xianjun, who sensed the death of Mingluo and was terrified and ready to escape from the immortal world, with a sword. He turned his fingertips and took the immortal world into the space of the divine orifice.

Then, he held the Qingping Sword again and left quickly.

The noise just now was not small. He was worried that he would attract the Immortal Lord-level strongmen of the Wanling Dao Sect. Once he was blocked by the Immortal Lord, even he would have difficulty escaping.

But after escaping for only a few thousand miles, his face changed drastically. He put the Qingping Sword on his back and stabbed into the Wanling Lake. (End of this chapter)