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Chapter 1115: Chapter 459: The Change of Primordial Dao, The Blood-Colored High Tower_2 Chapter 1115: Chapter 459: The Change of Primordial Dao, The Blood-Colored High Tower_2 Afterwards, he took a different approach, instead of calculating Han Yi’s past and future, he calculated the influence Han Yi would have on the Dojo and even on himself in the future. The result was blurred, not clear-cut, yet it faintly leaned towards an auspicious omen.

With this hint, he had decided by that time, regarding this mysterious cultivator involved in various affairs, to merely observe from the sidelines without exerting any influence.

After all, nearly every so often, he saw more complex cause and effect associated with Han Yi; the Abyssal Heavenly Sovereign, Chaotic Evil Gods, the ancient feuds between the paths of daoism, the aura of the Truth Wizard World, lore of the Primordial Ancient Gods, and so on.

At this moment, Han Yi had been trapped in the Yuandao World, his Immortal’ Name still in existence, not extinguished; to say there were no other entities interfering, the Age Candle Dao Ancestor did not believe that.

Thinking of this, he decided to put aside the idea of continuing to intervene in the Yuandao World to rescue people; he lightly tapped on the light cluster of the Tao Array in the palm of his hand, and with a downward wave, the 59 Immortals were all dispatched to the Sky Candle Palace.

The Spirit Light of the Tao Array in his palm slowly seeped into his skin and disappeared from sight. He turned to look towards the four Immortal Venerates and the dozens of Immortal Monarchs.

“This matter comes to an end here.”

“You may all return first.”

Having said two sentences, the Age Candle Dao Ancestor gently waved his hand, the illusory mirror in the space above gathered towards the center and vanished in an instant.

Subsequently, his figure slowly faded from the spot.

The four Immortal Venerates and numerous Immortal Monarchs left in the field looked at each other in silence, kept their thoughts hidden in their hearts, and then they disappeared one after another.

At last, only two Immortal Venerates and two Immortal Monarchs remained; among these four, two were in charge of the True Immortal and Profound Immortal tracks, one was the Immortal Venerate in charge of the Golden Immortal track, and there was one more who was the Immortal Venerate responsible for guiding them into the Yuandao World. Among them, Yi Long Immortal Monarch and Xuanhui Immortal Sovereign were conspicuously present.

It was these four who were in charge of the matters in the Yuandao World this time. Although they were not blamed by the Dao Ancestor, they could not escape responsibility, especially since the Yuandao World was at such a high level that even the Dao Ancestor couldn’t enter, let alone them.

Yi Long Immortal Monarch, although his expression was calm, a torrent of shock had already started raging in his heart. He too had seen the 59 strands of aura brought forth by the Dao Ancestor, conspicuously missing one Profound Immortal and two True Immortals.

Moreover, one of the True Immortals was the very Han Yi he had paid attention to before, suspected to be the Tao Body of some unknown entity.

From Han Yi’s Tao Body, he associated with the Tao Principal storm in the Yuandao World, sensing the danger within and could not help but feel chilled to the bone.

But since things had come to this point, he naturally would not speak out about it, to prevent drawing attention to himself. Although he ranked third among the Immortal Monarchs in the Dojo, there were still two above him, not to mention eight Immortal Venerates. Aside from them, he believed that there were definitely other hidden strengths within the Immortal Court, and in front of these beings, the Yi Long Tao Title was obviously not enough.

Not far from him, Xuanhui Immortal Sovereign said in a deep voice, “There’s no need to think too much, everyone. The Dao Ancestor has made it clear, this matter stops here. You may all disperse.”

After his words concluded, his figure descended, not returning to the Sky Candle Palace but directly escaping towards his own Realm Heaven, the Xuanhui Heaven Realm.

The other three, including Yi Long Immortal Monarch, followed suit and dispersed one after another.

Elsewhere.

Han Yi was naturally unaware that his disappearance had sparked many speculations by the Age Candle Dao Ancestor and Yi Long Immortal Monarch.

When time was traced back half a stick of incense earlier, he had just incorporated the advanced version of the Four Origins Tao Skills into his body and had begun to comprehend it, when in the central location of the Yuandao World, a Tao Principle storm began to brew. Within a few moments, it intensified and started rampaging in all directions.

Minutes later, Han Yi abruptly opened his eyes because he had sensed something was amiss. The laws around him started to emit increasingly violent fluctuations and then boiled over. The rapid change startled him awake.

“What is this?” Han Yi’s heart shuddered. There was a premonition of imminent disaster weighing on his chest, causing the Immortal Power within his body to seem as if it had stagnated.

No sooner had this feeling arisen than he abruptly looked up, and then he stood up, his pupils dilating, because thousands of feet above his head, a suffocating storm surged, and the Tao Array was emitting a sound of screeching and booming.

“This is bad.”

Han Yi’s complexion drastically changed, aware that this Tao Array had been set by a Dao Ancestor, yet the situation indicated that it was under pressure powerful enough to shake it.

This meant that the pressure from the outside world had to be at least on the Dao Ancestor Level.

“What do we do if the Tao Array can’t hold up?”

Just as this thought surfaced in his mind, he saw the entire space around him, including the valley and mountains he was in, the forests and rivers–all seemed to be thousands of miles of space being lifted upward by a tremendous force.

As Han Yi’s thoughts raced, he realized this was the power of the Tao Array, forcibly lifting this space and moving it upwards.

“The Tao Array is set by the Dao Ancestor, which means the Ancestor has made a move.”

“With that, no matter what happens outside the Tao Array, we should be safe.”

Just as these thoughts formed and Han Yi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he discovered, high above the rapidly ascending space, an explosion of terrifying Power of Immortal Spirit. Looking up, he saw an immense Celestial Hand that seemed to encompass the heavens and earth.

Han Yi’s heart skipped a beat. He was only a True Immortal and had never seen the Age Candle Dao Ancestor. Of course, even if he had, it was highly unlikely he could clearly sense the Ancestor’s aura.

If this Celestial Hand belonged to the Dao Ancestor, then it meant that the force outside the Tao Array might be too much for it to withstand, and danger still lingered. If the Celestial Hand did not belong to the Dao Ancestor, then it meant there was another being daring to oppose the Age Candle Immortal Court and interfere with the Yuandao World, which was equally dangerous.

As his expression shifted, he saw an Immortal Hand formed by the colossal forces of numerous Realm Heavens, swiftly passing over the ascending Tao Array he was in.

In the blink of an eye.

With a puzzled look on his face, Han Yi looked down only to see a serpent formed of Tao Principle, even more powerful and wild than the Laws, dissipate under the pull of the Celestial Hand. But as it dispersed, the serpent’s tail lashed out, piercing the space he was in.

“Not good.”

Han Yi’s eyes reflected the tail of the serpent, formed from countless Tao Principles, merely a few miles from where he was.

Then, the frenzied Tao Principle exploded, turning into an extremity of terrifying power. Even a trace of this power was far beyond Han Yi’s Realm.

Han Yi only managed to deploy the advanced Four Origins Tao Skills he had just obtained, covering his entire body, before feeling an irresistible force smashing into him, sending him hurtling outwards.

Around him was endless destructive power, which, even by his True Immortal abilities and Ancient Gods’ strength, was utterly impossible to contend with.

He dared only shrink within the protection of the Four Origins Tao Skills amidst the tumultuous collisions.

The color of his Four Origins Tao Skills no longer gray but a mix of gray and black, with a grayish-black hue. Moreover, they were no longer composed of the Laws of earth, fire, water, and wind, but encompassed all the Laws he knew, numerous beyond belief.

This was not something he had comprehended and added himself, but rather a shortcut. In the Yuandao World, he exploited the boundless natural Tao and Laws, using the Tao Guide as a foundation to condense them.

Enshrouded in the gray-black light, within just a few breaths, Han Yi felt as if he had skirted the edges of death thousands of times.

Suddenly, he sensed something, flipped his hand, and a small altar appeared. It was palm-sized and indeed the Altar of Truth. At this moment, the Altar of Truth exuded a light that clearly served as guidance.

Seeing the light brighten, Han Yi looked for an opportunity in the endless storm, inching closer to the direction indicated by the altar.

After three months, he finally spotted a High Tower standing in the storm, not yet destroyed. Around the High Tower, a blood-colored light flickered, warding off the Tao Principle storm.

As he approached the High Tower, the guiding light of the Altar of Truth suddenly intensified. Han Yi darted forward, and the High Tower split open a gap that connected with the altar’s light, allowing him safe entry.

The moment he crossed into the safe confines of the High Tower, Han Yi fell hundreds of meters, tumbling upon the tower’s structure.

In these three months, his Immortal Power had completely bottomed out, and his Divine Force was nearly depleted. At last, he found salvation on the brink of despair, clinging to life amidst death, his heart surged with exultation.

Gasp for air, Han Yi raised his head and saw the placard on the High Tower.

Truth.