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Chapter 1111 - Chapter 1111 Chapter 458 The Change of the Four Sources Tao

Chapter 1111: Chapter 458: The Change of the Four Sources, Tao Principle Storm, _1 Chapter 1111: Chapter 458: The Change of the Four Sources, Tao Principle Storm, _1 Jin Ming Golden Immortal’s gaze held surprise, and within that surprise, there was even a hint of disbelief.

He had surmised that Han Yi was powerful. Eight years ago, when he personally delivered a Yuandao Immortal Stele to Han Yi, he knew at a glance that Han Yi was no ordinary True Immortal, but had stepped into a seasoned level, and moreover, there was a Sword Qi about him that was concentrated and unyielding.

Being a Sword Immortal himself, Jin Ming Golden Immortal had the clearest sensitivity to Sword Qi. He recognized at a glance that the Sword Qi on Han Yi had reached the category of Second-stage Immortal Skill.

That’s why he had initially been impressed.

But his impression was because Han Yi’s strength exceeded his expectations, not because he had predicted that Han Yi would rank highly in the Yuandao Struggle, for after all, he knew that not just the top ten, but even the top hundred would have to be peak True Immortals.

Yet a year ago, when the curtain fell on the Yuandao Struggle, he was the first to learn the rankings of the three tracks and was instantly shocked to see Han Yi placed eighth among True Immortals.

A newly advanced True Immortal, breaking through to a seasoned level in ninety-three years, could be called a prodigy, and in the Immortal Sect dojo outside the Immortal Court, he would be considered exceedingly talented, but in the Age Candle Immortal Court, among the various dojo’s, he would only be considered middle-tier.

Eight years later, this True Immortal, who had recently advanced to a seasoned level, could emerge from among five hundred seasoned and peak True Immortals and secure the eighth position, something he had never imagined.

Therefore, at this moment, his gaze held a bit more probing, but it was only a fleeting glimpse before that hint of inquiry was retracted. Every Immortal has their own extraordinary fate — Han Yi achieving this today was his accomplishment; there was no need to pry further.

“Han Yi, your ranking has exceeded my expectations.”

“It was not in vain that I gave you a Yuandao Immortal Stele.”

“There’s no need to thank me, this is what you deserve.”

“Go back.”

With these words, Jin Ming Golden Immortal turned his head back again, looking at the golden sword hilt as if his own ‘Tao’ existed upon it.

Han Yi bowed deeply, and after one last long look at that immense sword hilt, he turned and left the Great Hall. The hall returned to its former tranquility, and as Jin Ming Golden Immortal gazed at the golden sword hilt, the reflection in his eyes was not only the sword hilt but an Immortal Sword that spanned across heaven and earth. That was the Sword intention he had distilled from the sword hilt.

Han Yi, walking out of the Great Hall, recalled every ancient tome and Jade Slip he had seen in the Xuancang Palace, then shook his head in regret. There were no records corresponding to that golden sword hilt.

Perhaps, when he reached above the thirtieth floor, he’d find relevant records, but those floors were accessible only at the Golden Immortal level, a realm far from his current state.

Gathering his thoughts, Han Yi initiated his Immortal escape and headed toward the Sky Candle Palace.

Speaking of which, he had been to the Sky Candle Palace only once, and it was Qing Yan Profound Immortal who had taken him there to leave his Immortal’ Name in the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace.

In the one hundred years since he had attained immortality, he had spent a third of that time in the Endless Void Ancient Gods Tomb, with the rest devoted to cultivation and within the Void Tower.

Moments later, he arrived at the Sky Candle Palace, stepping inside and in a flash, found himself within the Heaven Candle Realm.

A year earlier, Yi Long Immortal Monarch had only told him to enter the Sky Candle Palace and wait for the Yuandao World to summon him, without further details.

But Han Yi, who stepped into the Sky Candle Palace now, naturally knew what to do. This Small Realm had a Boundary Spirit within.

As soon as he entered the Sky Candle Palace, he respectfully spoke to the Void: “Disciple Han Yi, achieving the eighth position in the Yuandao True Immortal rank a year ago, as commanded by Yi Long Immortal Monarch, has come to the Sky Candle Palace to await the summoning from the Yuandao World. Please guide me, Heaven Candle.”

As soon as Han Yi finished speaking, Immortal Spirit Qi coalesced in front of him, forming a portal. He stepped into it and then appeared high in the sky. Several miles ahead of him, the peak of an Immortal Mountain that stood amidst the clouds had already gathered more than thirty Immortals, including not just True Immortals but also Golden Immortals and Profound Immortals.

Han Yi stepped forward, soaring toward the top of the Immortal Mountain, and as he landed at the edge of the cliff, his pupils suddenly contracted slightly as he looked towards the central position of the mountain. There, a young man was sitting cross-legged about three meters off the ground.

He had never seen this young man, but in the Xuancang Palace, he had come across his image in a certain album, which introduced the eight Immortal Venerates of the Age Candle Immortal Court.

And this young man, although he appeared to be in his thirties, was indeed one of the eight Immortal Venerates of the Age Candle Immortal Court.

Xuanhui Immortal Sovereign.

Han Yi was inwardly startled and slightly lowered his head in respect, then upon raising his head, he quickly scanned the Immortal Mountain and saw Ming Su True Immortal but not Xuan Cheng. He then withdrew his gaze and, like the other True Immortals, waited quietly.

As time passed, more and more Immortals arrived, and Xuan Cheng True Immortal appeared, coming with five other Immortals. Among the six, the Immortal at the forefront radiated the majesty of a Golden Immortal.

Han Yi’s eyes narrowed slightly as he guessed that this Golden Immortal in the front must be True Morning Golden Immortal.

True Morning Golden Immortal’s strength and background were no simple matter.

Han Yi withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention. The issue of True Morning Golden Immortal stripping him of his Profound Immortal status and resources had ended with Xuan Cheng True Immortal’s restitution of the sword.

Another half hour passed, and once the last Immortal arrived, Xuanhui Immortal Sovereign, sitting at the central position, opened his eyes and flicked a wisp of Spirit Light. The light divided into sixty-two streams, falling toward the sixty-two Immortals on the mountain top. Among them were ten Golden Immortals, twenty Profound Immortals, and thirty-two True Immortals.

Han Yi saw a stream of Immortal Spirit Qi heading towards him. Not evading it, he allowed the Immortal Spirit Qi to fall upon and merge into his body.

He looked towards Xuanhui Immortal Sovereign, just in time to hear him speak slowly: