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Chapter 1086 - Chapter 1086 Chapter 448 60 Years Yu Guangjian Book 2

Chapter 1086: Chapter 448: 60 Years, Yu Guangjian Book 2 Chapter 1086: Chapter 448: 60 Years, Yu Guangjian Book 2 Han Yi felt he was only on the periphery of such Heaven Defying Cultivators. Although it seemed he could rely on the Void Tower for cultivation at the moment, this period was precisely when his cultivation was enhancing rapidly. Once he stabilized, he couldn’t be a hundred percent certain that he wouldn’t need other channels to earn Immortal Marks.

Thinking of this,

Han Yi took a deep breath, swallowed all the dense Immortal Qi within the Juxian Array into his stomach, stood up, tucked away the Juxian Array, then stepped out of the Fairy Pavilion, held the dark-colored token, and teleported away.

When he reappeared, he was already inside the Void Mirror, and before him stood the seemingly eternal Void Tower.

Han Yi took a step forward, familiar data flashed instantly on the token. With a thought, in the next instant, he was on the one hundred and second floor.

A surging evil aura assailed him, this evil aura, rolling across the void as if it carried the entire world’s power, would have been impossible for Han Yi to contend with sixty years ago, but now, he was vastly different from his former self.

He raised his hand lightly, and the Green Reed Sword landed in his hand. With a thrust of his sword, a dazzling ray of Sword Light emanated from the Sword Blade and split apart. In the fraction of a moment, it transformed into a vast sea of swords.

The Sword Sea rolled gently, obliterating the dense evil aura that seemed as vast as a realm. Then, with a push forward, a roar attempted to break through the Sword Sea, but it was silenced abruptly as soon as it started. The burgeoning aura of the evil instantly dissipated.

This was the Sword Canon Han Yi had cultivated.

The Free Cosmic Mysterious Sutra.

The first style.

Covering Sea.

The Sword Light was like a sea, covering and destroying the universe.

Han Yi sheathed his sword, his gaze tranquil. Within the tumbling Sword Sea, he saw clearly the enemy of this level – an Extreme Demon of Destruction, a creature that changed its own bloodline from a cultivator to something unspeakably monstrous.

However,

Under the Covering Sea Sword Strike, whether daemon or omen, all were ground to dust, with not even a trace left behind.

With a thought, he disappeared on the spot. After his disappearance, the entire world seemed to press the pause button, halting in place, and then, as if an invisible hand gently swept across, the whole world returned to its original state.

Elsewhere,

Han Yi stepped into the one hundred and third floor space, beginning to confront a new enemy.

One level after another,

On the one hundred and twenty-first floor, he used the second style of the Free Cosmic Light Sword Canon – Dawn.

All evils extinguished, a sword breaks the dawn.

On the one hundred and forty-first floor, Han Yi unleashed the Sword Realm.

Four swords hanging in the sky, a realm’s supreme reverence.

On the one hundred and fifty-first floor, Han Yi encountered a Headless Four-Armed Cultivator, who with four arms wielding heavy axe, heavy halberd, heavy sword, heavy knife – four Immortal Artifacts – suppressed the void.

Han Yi’s expression became extremely solemn.

A peak level True Immortal.

After the gravity, came the ultimate compression and instant eruption of battle intent.

In this battle, he gave his all, assembling three Immortal Skills, two styles of the Sword Canon, the four swords of the Sword Realm, but still, in just three breaths’ time, he was blasted dead on the spot.

In the moment before his death, his consciousness was plucked up. The scenes of that battle turned into bizarre and variegated images, branding themselves into his heart.

As his consciousness returned, Han Yi’s heart trembled, and he felt a deeper reverence for the Void Tower.

He didn’t continue to step into the Void Tower, nor did he turn around and leave. Instead, he sat cross-legged within the Void Mirror, at the edge of the Void Tower, quietly contemplating and deducing every detail of the battle.

No matter how much he deduced, he could not find a glimpse of the chance for victory.

A month later,

He let out a long breath, stood up, held the token, and teleported away. When he reappeared, he had reached the Original Art Dojo,

He didn’t return to the Fairy Pavilion but instead traveled westward.

Half an hour later, he had arrived at Ten Thousand Calamities Peak, where Ten Thousand Calamities Heaven was located.

Ten Thousand Calamities Peak wasn’t tall and was considered ordinary within the Age Candle Immortal Court. On Ten Thousand Calamities Peak, there was a high platform which served as the entrance to Ten Thousand Calamities Heaven – known as the Ten Thousand Calamities Platform.

There were no cultivators guarding Ten Thousand Calamities Peak, but after Han Yi landed next to the Ten Thousand Calamities Platform, he first bowed deeply towards the back of the platform, where a figure sat cross-legged at the edge of an Immortal Peak, back facing the Ten Thousand Calamities Platform.

When he was a Half-immortal, Han Yi had learned about Ten Thousand Calamities Heaven in Xuan Zang Palace. That’s when he first encountered this mysterious silhouette.

This silhouette’s origins were too ancient and mystical. As long as Ten Thousand Calamities Heaven existed, so had this silhouette, which was always seen as a silhouette, preventing anyone from glimpsing its true face.

Within the Xuan Zang Palace, records about this silhouette’s truth were all cultivator speculations. Some speculated it was the guardian Immortal of Ten Thousand Calamities Heaven, with a Realm of at least a Golden Immortal, or possibly even an Immortal Monarch or Immortal Venerate; others said it was the spiritual body of the Realm Heaven’s spirit of Ten Thousand Calamities Heaven; and still others claimed it was a Tao Body refined by the Ancestor from a shadow.

Opinions were diverse, but one thing was certain, over countless millennia, every cultivator or Immortal who entered Ten Thousand Calamities Heaven would pay their respects to this silhouette.

Han Yi was no exception.

After bowing, he stepped onto the Ten Thousand Calamities Platform. Then, the surrounding space transformed, and when he appeared again, he found himself in a boundless space.

Within this space, he stood atop a ten-thousand-zhang Immortal Peak, outside of which, the Immortal Qi drifted, elusive and indistinguishable.

Looking around, expansive forests spanned the horizon, filled with the roars of beasts and the calls of birds, presenting a primitive scene.

This wasn’t a space of Han Yi’s choosing; every Half-immortal or True Immortal that entered Ten Thousand Calamities Heaven would have ten years’ worth of points or Immortal Marks deducted and then be randomly placed in a space that matched their Realm.