The silver-white metal piece looked like a broken long and narrow blade, glowing with cold light.
In the palace, this lifeless Daoist statue must have been killed by the light of the sword, and even his soul was annihilated on the spot.
Based on what Taiyuan just said, there is a trace of Heavenly Demon Halberd here. Han Yi speculates that the broken blade is most likely the fragment of the so-called Heavenly Demon Halberd.
"Senior Taiyuan, is the wisp of breath you mentioned Heavenly Demon Halberd the metal fragment inserted in the Daoist's head?" Han Yi asked in his heart.
This time, Taiyuan did not remain silent, but responded slowly with an inexplicable emotional tone:
"That's right, it's the Heavenly Demon Halberd fragment, it should be the halberd tip fragment."
"Even Heavenly Demon Halberd is broken. It seems that the old ghost Heavenly Demon is really dead."
Han Yi was shocked. As he expected, the old ghost Heavenly Demon in Taiyuan's mouth should be Heavenly Demon Dao Ancestor, and Heavenly Demon Halberd is Heavenly Demon Dao Ancestor's Daoist artifact. An immortal who can be killed by fragments of the Daoist artifact is definitely not an ordinary immortal.
The lifelike Daoist in front of him must have been a big shot in the ancient times. Perhaps the worst one was the Taiyi Realm Immortal Lord, or even the Daluo Realm Immortal Lord.
Even if a person like this is dead, they can easily crush him to death with just a trace of residual power.
He took a few steps back and reached the palace door, ready to cross the threshold and leave, but in his mind, the voice of Taiyuan rang again.
"Your Sword Control Art has reached the level of immortality. Although I don't know how you did it, if you can get the tip of this halberd and control it like a sword, you can definitely use it as a trump card."
"The opportunity is given to you, seize it yourself."
The old voice stopped here and fell silent again.
In Han Yi's eyes, he was obviously hesitant. After just one breath, he decided to give it a try. Just as Taiyuan said, this is a huge opportunity. It is a Daoist artifact fragment with a special material. If he really gets this fragment, it will be his trump card.
Han Yi had an idea and made a plan. He first exited the palace, and then took out a fifth-level spiritual talisman. This talisman was obtained by killing several god-transformation monks at Taiqiu Immortal Lake, and was named Qianyuan Spirit-Shocking Talisman.
The magic power was integrated into the talisman, and the spiritual talisman turned into a void and swept forward. There was a sudden startling sound in the void and fell on the Daoist in the palace.
What surprised Han Yi.
In just an instant, the Daoist seemed to not exist in the world, turning into nothingness, not even powder remaining.
Bang!
The broken metal pieces fell down, making a crisp metal impact sound.
So simple?
Han Yi raised his eyebrows, somewhat disbelieving that a Daoist corpse, which was most likely Taiyi Immortal Lord or even Daluo Immortal Lord, turned into nothingness in front of his eyes.
Little did I know.
If the man in front of him died in other ways, the trace of his remaining visible power after his death would destroy Han Yi's soul. However, this man died under the Heavenly Demon Halberd fragments. His physical body and soul were actually reduced to nothing under the Heavenly Demon Halberd fragments, and only one thought remained.
That's right, the lifelike Daoist Han Yi saw was actually just the last thought, and this thought could maintain its image over a long period of one hundred thousand years.
Not to mention fifth-level spiritual talismans, even third-level or even second-level spiritual talismans, as long as external forces intervene, the image derived from this thought will dissipate.
Han Yi swayed slightly and walked forward. As his thoughts moved, the gray-white light on his body became thicker again, but until he walked in front of the metal fragment, there was no other abnormality.
Only now could he see the entire metal fragment.
Judging from the external shape, this looks like a broken spear tip. What Han Yi just saw should be the broken surface of the spear tip, and the Daoist head should be inserted into the top.
The tip of this spear is silvery white with a cold light, but it doesn't have the slightest aura of an immortal weapon, or even the aura of a spiritual treasure. At first glance, it looks like a broken ordinary silver broken spear tip.
But Han Yi knew that this seemingly ordinary broken spear tip was the Heavenly Demon Halberd fragment that Taiyuan said.
He did not rush to explore with his spiritual sense. After all, this was a Daoist weapon. Even if it was fragmented, once it exploded, it would not be something he could withstand. Even Four-Origin Dao Art would be absolutely difficult to stop it.
He knelt down, his hands covered with a layer of red divine fire, and picked up the fragment.
Um?
After getting it, Han Yi was surprised for a while.
light.
Too light.
If he hadn't held it in his hand, he would have felt like there was nothing in his palm.
Suddenly thinking of something, Han Yi canceled the blessing of the divine fire and used his physical body to sense it, but he could not feel the weight. Even the touch seemed to not exist. It was very strange.
Han Yi further explored, but still found nothing. Finally, he scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found that he could sense this object, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. If he couldn't even sense this thing, then how could he control the fragments of this artifact?
However, his consciousness that entered the fragment disappeared instantly without any feedback, but he could feel that he had a little connection with the fragment.
He tried to pour in more consciousness, but after just three breaths, the fragment began to levitate under the control of his thoughts.
"There's something about it." Han Yi was delighted in his heart. "I just don't know, how powerful is it?"
However, it will take a long time for the fragment to be sacrificed and it cannot be accomplished overnight. Han Yi put it away first.
Then, he left the palace again and headed towards the place where Pang Cheng was sensed before.
Along the way, he met several Heavenly Demon Gods and killed them all easily. These Heavenly Demon Gods were good at soul arts, but Han Yi was now only one step away from condensing the eighth soul skill, so he was naturally not afraid.
In particular, the Soul-Slaying technique is extremely lethal to these Heavenly Demon Gods. It does not require the use of powerful magical techniques. Sword Control Techniques at the extreme level can easily kill them.
After a while.
He finally reached the highest point of the valley and saw Pang Cheng floating there outside a ruined palace.
At this moment, Pang Cheng was casting a spell to break open a mysterious jade box. The jade box was originally embedded deep in the palace, but the palace was directly destroyed by him, and the secret room where the jade box was located was also exposed.
Pang Cheng casually struck, but found that the jade box could not be opened, which aroused his interest. This level of defense showed that there was definitely a big secret in it, and one of the reasons why he entered Heavenly Demon Dao Realm was to find the secret of becoming an immortal.
Therefore, he did not let go of the jade box and kept bombarding it. The thick demonic energy on the jade box gradually disintegrated under its bombardment, but it was always a little short of the mark.
At this moment, a Heavenly Demon God with three eyes and six arms approached the place. Pang Cheng had some impression of this Heavenly Demon God, but not much. He just turned around and said "Scroll", the sound was like thunder, roaring and exploding, just like an ordinary Heavenly Demon God, in front of his power, he would definitely run away in embarrassment.
But the other party was not moved by it, and his figure was not affected at all. He just said coldly, "Great Qian Zhen Guo Gong Pang Cheng."
Pang Cheng raised his eyebrows, turned around and looked over, only to find that the opponent's figure had changed. Heavenly Demon God, with three eyes and six arms, had transformed into a human monk.
"Huh?"
"Great Qian Zhenguo Gong? It's a long-standing title."
"Are you Great Qian monk?"
Pang Cheng stopped attacking the jade box and looked at the human monk with interest, his eyes a little more troubled.
Opposite Pang Cheng, Han Yi transformed into his original body. Along the way, Form-Shifting became the body of Heavenly Demon in order to reduce the obstruction. Facing Pang Cheng, he transformed into his original body in order to settle the cause and effect of a hundred years ago.
"I am Mystic Pill Sect Han Yi, back then..."
Han Yi said, but after just these few words, he shook his head again. He was a little lost. This self-reported identity and seeking revenge were also the knot left by Qin Wuxian's death that year.
Now that we have met, there is no need to say more.
He took a deep breath, and with a thought, Green Duckweed Sword behind him jumped up and flew out gently.
Chi la.
Pang Cheng originally wanted to wait for Han Yi to tell the revenge story to add some fun to his boring Heavenly Demon life for decades, but he didn't expect that after the other party just announced his identity, it stopped abruptly, without any words, and was replaced by a sharp sword.
Fast, very fast, even close to his own strongest reaction speed.
The sword light passed by his side, and wherever it passed, the demonic energy was directly wiped away and dissipated.
"Huh?"
"Interesting, this sword cannot be resisted by an ordinary Heavenly Demon God."
"With your cultivation in the middle stage of becoming a god, you can actually use such a magical sword. You have many secrets."
Pang Cheng pointed lightly, and a stream of condensed black demonic energy burst out from his fingertips. The demonic energy circled and turned into an awl, breaking through the air at a speed even faster than Han Yi's sword just now.
The magic cone fell on Han Yi, and the terrifying magic energy exploded. A figure was blasted to a palace several miles away, crushing several palaces and raising smoke and dust in the sky.
But Pang Cheng, who was suspended in mid-air, had a slightly dark expression.
"Not dead?"
Several miles away, the smoke and dust were mixed with the demonic energy. Before it subsided, a figure flew out from it. It was none other than Han Yi.
At this moment, the gray-white light on Han Yi's body had weakened by about 10%, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
His first strike just now was just a test in itself. This was his first battle with a half-immortal. He couldn't help but be careless. He couldn't attack at full speed as soon as he came up. Instead, he had some remaining strength in case something changed.
He came to kill the enemy, not to die together.
Sure enough, a sword from the peak of the ordinary extreme realm can indeed cause danger to a half-immortal, but it is not fatal. Four-Origin Dao Art's attack on a half-immortal can be completely withstood, but the subsequent impact has to be endured by himself. Fortunately, he has practiced the ancient god system, and his physical body is much stronger than that of ordinary half-immortals. Naturally, he is not afraid of such impacts.
With just one move after another, Han Yi already had a clear understanding and positioning of his own strength.
He took a deep breath, his eyes shone with light, and his whole body was ignited with divine fire. His body suddenly expanded to the limit of life and death, nine meters high, his divine orifices opened, and divine power gushed out from his body. From a distance, he looked like a flaming god.
brush!
Under Mind-Realm Divine Ability, his figure instantly disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he was already behind Pang Cheng. He punched out with divine fire like a wave, turning into a limit-breaking blow.
Ancient God Destruction Fist.
No, more than that.
This punch was under the ancient god Destruction, and was also blessed by the demon power of Ghost Chariot, as well as the magic power of the mid-stage god transformation.
This is the superposition of three systems, which is Han Yi's strongest state at this moment except for magic.
However, when Han Yi disappeared, Pang Cheng was already aware of it and quickly condensed a dark light shield. On top of the shield, a palace emerged. Above the palace, a demon god sat cross-legged. Around the demon god, countless Heavenly Demon kowtowed.
Peng!!
The light shield shook but did not break. But Pang Cheng behind the light shield finally had a look of shock in his eyes.
"The art of body refining?"
"Ancient God?"
"No, there is still the aura of the demon cultivator. What kind of body refining technique is this? It can actually break through the combat power of a half-immortal with the state of becoming a god."
That's right.
At this moment, Han Yi indeed has half-immortal combat power. Although this level of combat power is just for the first time to become a half-immortal, it is not trivial.
Pang Cheng's eyes were filled with demonic energy and murderous intent. "I won't let you stay."
With murderous intent, behind him, demonic energy rolled, and a huge palace emerged. This palace, Han Yi had seen once next to the Blood Sea that year, and it was Pang Cheng Lingbao State-Guarding Palace.
However, today's State-Guarding Palace is naturally different from the past. He has been combined with the demon soul of Pang Cheng, and given the opportunity of the Shattered Immortal Realm, he was promoted to a semi-immortal weapon not long ago.
Pang Cheng's figure flashed, and he was already standing high above the palace, like the lord of a demonic kingdom. His demonic body was majestic, sitting high in the sky, and his voice was like thunder.
"Guilty".
In an instant, the many monks who were refined into the palace, Heavenly Demon, all came to life. They were extremely strange and turned to look at Han Yi.
"Guilty!"
"Guilty!"
"Guilty!"
The sound roared and resounded throughout the valley.
Outside the palace, the nine-meter-long Han Yi, which looked like a god, fell down under the countless demonic sounds as if it was a confession, its eyes dull.
At this moment, countless shouts turned into countless demonic sounds and poured into the mind. These demonic sounds turned into physical soul shadows in the cave in the body. The soul shadows made noisy and chaotic sounds, resounding in the Han Yi cave. Under these chaotic demonic sounds, the soul instantly felt a pulling force, which was constantly pulling on itself, making itself sink and give up.
In the midst of lightning and flint, Han Yi Yuan Shen suddenly inhaled. Near Yuan Shen, a small gray tree with a height of three meters withered instantly and turned into a gray-white air, which was sucked into Yuan Shen's mouth.
This small gray tree is "Withered Wood" cultivated by Withered Wood Spirit-Forging Scripture. It is one of the Immortal Road tasks he has taken on. If it is damaged midway, it will need to be cultivated again, but at this critical moment, Han Yi did not think so much.
Supplemented by "Withered Wood", deep in the soul, a Soul Tower that has condensed seven layers instantly solidified the eighth layer of the illusory tower, and a soul technique surged in Han Yi's heart.
Ninefold Soul Pagoda, the eighth level.
But at this moment Han Yi, there is no time to take a closer look.
In the cave in his body, after his soul returned to normal, he just waved his hand gently, and Soul Sword filled the sky, strangling these manifested demonic figures one by one.
outside world.
Within three seconds of Han Yi falling, he recovered again, stopped his body, and the divine fire rekindled, shocking Pang Cheng, who was high up in the palace, again.
You must know that this palace is already a semi-immortal weapon. The "guilty" just now, although simple, is the embodiment of the power of this palace.
Being able to block a blow from the half-immortal soul weapon, Han Yi definitely has a big secret.
In addition to being shocked, Pang Cheng felt hot inside. If a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god gets such a secret, he can compete with the half-immortal. If he gets it, what step should he take?
Unlike Pang Cheng's fiery appearance, Han Yi's expression was calm as he had cut off all the Heavenly Demon shadows in his body.
"Sure enough, even if I can compete with a half-immortal, I still have no way to kill a half-immortal with three systems."
"Then, we can only use the last move."
As soon as Han Yi thought, Green Duckweed Sword rushed over and was held in his hand. In an instant, the green-black sword suddenly turned into a blue-black light, and its body was hidden under the light.
An erratic and mysterious aura emanated from this light. This aura made Pang Cheng, who was high up in the palace, raise his brows and instinctively feel dangerous.
But before he could think about it, Han Yi, who was holding this light a few miles away, flicked it gently, and the light flashed away.
Immortal magic, Sword Control Dao Art!
This light had no trace of manifestation, or in other words, it exceeded Han Yi and Pang Cheng's instinctive reaction time, and it had already sunk into Pang Cheng's eyebrows, penetrated this palace, and penetrated out.
The palace that was integrated with the Pang Cheng demon soul suddenly shook and then collapsed.
After entering the palace, the sound of sword clanging suddenly became louder. (End of chapter)