Notorious Name 5

Notorious Name 5

Meanwhile.

When Han Yi charged toward the right and center, his face cold and stern, killing intent surging in an instant without the slightest trace of fear,

the cultivator in the center snorted coldly.

"Bold."

With a light tap of his finger, brilliant light flared from his fingertip. It spread from a point into a surface, forming a grayish-white spiderweb that shot toward Han Yi.

This was a spell called the Imprisonment Technique, which used spiritual power to form a net and trap enemies.

Though he had snorted disdainfully, he had already raised his guard to the utmost.

For someone at Qi Refining Layer 6 to dare take on two opponents, he was either a fool or an expert.

And since he had previously killed Liu Dazui, a Blood God Sect Cultivator also at Qi Refining Layer 7, it proved that he was no fool.

Therefore, this man had to be a hidden expert.

Unfortunately.

So what if he was an expert?

If he had been able to kill Liu Dazui across a realm, then barring surprises, it was only because Liu Dazui had underestimated him.

But there were three fellow disciples on their side, and they would no longer underestimate him. He would not be so lucky again.

But the next moment,

the Imprisonment Technique he had cast caught nothing but empty air.

Han Yi merely swayed lightly, and his body abruptly accelerated. His speed far surpassed that of Qi Refining Layer 7, even exceeding that of an ordinary Qi Refining Layer 8 cultivator by several degrees.

Body Lightening Technique at Peak Mastery.

In Han Yi's hands, this movement technique had reached an entirely new level. Perhaps even the cultivator who had created this spell had never imagined that such a basic technique could grant someone such terrifying speed.

To the Qi Refining Layer 7 cultivators present, Han Yi's figure seemed to teleport.

"So fast."

The Blood God Sect cultivator in the center paled drastically. As his pupils contracted sharply, he saw a black shadow suddenly appear.

The black shadow was less than three meters away from him.

Under the moonlight, the shadow's features were somewhat blurred, but the killing intent around it was all the more oppressive.

That black shadow was naturally Han Yi, who had used the Body Lightening Technique to close the distance between them.

One breath earlier, when he saw the Mystic Pill Sect disciples appear and the three Blood God Sect cultivators close in around him, Han Yi had known that he could no longer escape without a sound.

In only half a breath, he had settled on his battle plan.

The other three would hold off the cultivator on the left while he faced the ones on the right and in the center. He would strive to kill them in the shortest possible time, then turn back, kill the cultivator on the left, and flee at once.

As for those three fellow disciples, saving their lives was already the height of benevolence. Could they possibly expect him to protect them as well?

They would each flee for themselves and leave their fates to Heaven.

In truth, there was an even faster method: simply run. With his Body Lightening Technique, escaping from Qi Refining Layer 7 cultivators posed no difficulty whatsoever.

But every man had a spark of anger in him, and a cultivator's flames burned all the fiercer.

Han Yi was cautious, but he was neither cowardly nor stupid.

Having been surrounded by three Qi Refining Layer 7 Blood God Sect cultivators, on top of being intercepted earlier by that Foundation Establishment cultivator from Great Qian's authorities, Han Yi was brimming with rage.

If more Blood God Sect cultivators came rushing over, or if cultivators at Qi Refining Layer 8 or Qi Refining Layer 9 arrived, then he would have no choice but to consider fleeing immediately.

But before that,

he needed to first put out the blazing fire in his heart.

The instant he closed to within three meters of the cultivator in the center, his face beneath the moonlight was brimming with killing intent.

Then,

both his hands moved at once.

His left hand flicked out first. Spiritual light flashed, like the power of moonlight. It was no larger than a grain of rice, yet exceptionally brilliant, like starlight that had been shrunk countless times without losing any of its radiance.

Spirit Void Finger.

The moment the spiritual light appeared, the cultivator ten meters away felt every hair on his body stand on end.

It was his body's instinctive warning of danger, the response of battle-honed senses forged through years of slaughter.

"Not good!"

He leaned backward and retreated explosively, while simultaneously throwing out a defensive Mid-grade Magic Artifact with his right hand. It was a long-handled umbrella artifact. Its ribs snapped open, about to begin spinning.

The next instant, the spiritual light shot from Han Yi's fingertip silently struck the opened artifact.

Boom!!

The opened umbrella-shaped artifact was blasted away by that spiritual light.

It was not over.

A second streak of spiritual light followed almost directly after the first, passing through the heart of the explosion and about to strike the cultivator who was retreating explosively.

"Stop!"

"Damn it!!"

Just then,

the cultivator on the far right shouted softly. Holding a blood-red saber, he slashed downward, sending a crescent-shaped dark-red blade aura descending through the air.

He could not possibly stand by and watch Han Yi kill someone. If they did not gang up on him now, were they supposed to wait until Han Yi killed one man and then came for him?

But Han Yi had long been prepared.

Since he had dared face two alone, he would not target only one of them. He would attack both at the same time.

At the same moment his left-hand Spirit Void Finger was unleashed,

the five fingers of his right hand spread sharply. Spiritual power surged outward, instantly opening into a fiery-red shield.

Fire Shield Technique.

The instant the shield formed, his right-hand gesture changed. His index and middle fingers came together, and with a continuous thought, the dagger at his waist shot out with a sharp whistle that tore through the air.

At the same time, the dagger on his back had quietly dropped to the ground and slid soundlessly forward along the earth.

He actually intended to repeat his old trick. Just as when he had killed the Blood God Sect cultivator before, he would use one overt and one hidden dagger to kill his enemies.

Though repetitive, this move was exceptionally effective in the dead of night.

His left hand flicked without pause, spiritual light surging out like a raging tide.

His right hand controlled the dagger. One overt and one hidden, one before and one behind—two daggers killing enemies.

At the moment the attacks erupted,

he had truly managed to face two Qi Refining Layer 7 cultivators at once.

Unfortunately,

Cui Xingchen, Luo Yunzhou, and Tao Shouhua, not far behind him, did not turn to look. Instead, they desperately tried to break through the encirclement and escape.

Among the three, Cui Xingchen's combat strength was less than thirty percent of normal, Tao Shouhua was merely an ordinary Qi Refining Layer 6 cultivator, and only Luo Yunzhou retained the combat strength of Layer 7—and he had also experienced the battle at the Demon Cave.

The three joined forces and fought with their lives from the outset. In just two breaths, they had forced back the Blood God Sect's Qi Refining Layer 7 cultivator and were about to flee.

But before escaping, all three turned back at the same time to glance at the battle behind them.

As they expected, that junior brother named Han Yi, at Qi Refining Layer 6, should have already fallen by now.

That final glance was merely an instinctive turn of the head.

Yet all three of their pupils contracted violently at the same time, their eyes widening round as saucers. Their accelerating bodies came to an abrupt halt.

They saw,

beneath the moonlight,

Han Yi flicking one hand in rapid succession, spiritual light weaving from his fingertips. Stars fell like a curtain, and in the blink of an eye, they destroyed every defense raised by the retreating cultivator. The spiritual light landed on his body and abruptly exploded.

Bang!

The retreating cultivator's shoulder exploded. Before the blood mist could even splatter, the second streak of spiritual light had already struck the same shattered shoulder.

No.

It could no longer be called the second streak.

Because within their field of vision, the second, third, fourth...

countless streaks of spiritual light formed a wall of radiance, falling upon him almost without distinction of order, all at once.

His shoulder, chest, limbs, even... his head, exploded one after another beneath the spiritual light.

The burst of blood mist obscured the cultivator's original appearance, making it impossible to see clearly.