Han Yi sat cross-legged at the edge of the depths of the Dao Mark. Just as he had for the past four thousand years, except during those four thousand years, he had deployed his sword domain, preventing anyone from glimpsing his true face. Now, however, he concealed all his aura and showed his true appearance to the world.
The three Heavenly Venerables not far away memorized Han Yi's appearance and aura, then used their respective methods to search for his true identity.
Before long, all three Heavenly Venerables connected Han Yi to a cultivator who had once risen to prominence in the Chaos.
That cultivator was the one who had fought an Outsider Dao realm cultivator from the True Saint Palace outside the Myriad Travel Palace.
That cultivator was called Han Yi, and he came from a great world with numerous Heavenly Venerables.
What none of the three Heavenly Venerables could believe was that when Han Yi had acted outside the Myriad Travel Palace, he had merely been in the Dao Fruit realm. Yet fewer than fifty thousand years had passed, and he had leaped straight past the Heavenly Venerable realm, his strength reaching the high-grade Heavenly Venerable level.
Such monstrous advancement speed made them instinctively deny what they had learned. Even the most heaven-defying cultivators they knew could not possibly be so outrageous.
But the facts lay before them. Believe it or not, they had no choice but to believe.
In the end, the three Heavenly Venerables could only sigh that before a great calamity, monsters were bound to emerge. Han Yi was undoubtedly one of them, and very likely the most outstanding one.
As these three Heavenly Venerables confirmed Han Yi's identity, his name would inevitably become known to more Heavenly Venerables with the passage of time.
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