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Chapter 1347 - Chapter 1347 Chapter 562 Four Fiendish Sword Heart

Chapter 1347: Chapter 562: Four Fiendish Sword Heart, Seventh-order Qingping_2 Chapter 1347: Chapter 562: Four Fiendish Sword Heart, Seventh-order Qingping_2 “`

“Strange, strange.”

“Run quickly, there’s something wrong with this ghostly pool.”

At the bottom of the pool.

Han Yi suddenly sensed something and looked beneath the Green Reed Sword. His pupils radiated golden light, peering through the rampant Qingping Sword Qi, he saw a deep pit below, chiseled into the golden stone, leading straight to a mysterious realm.

At this moment, in the depths of the Abyssal Ghost Pool, there was a menacing aura in the mysterious realm below that was slowly awakening.

“It’s not the Abyssal Ghost Sword Qi.”

“Is this… an Ancient Evil?”

Han Yi dared not stay, for the menacing aura from below had revived to an alarming degree. This level was definitely of the Immortal Monarch Level.

He strode over a dozen miles to the Green Reed Sword. The Qingping Sword Qi did not harm him, and then he gently grasped the gradually calming Green Reed Sword.

Clearly, the Green Reed Sword had also detected this vicious aura.

“It’s not an Ancient Evil, it lacks the dense evil aura of one.”

Han Yi’s face grew solemn and he shook his head, but then something suddenly occurred to him, his brows twitching.

“I understand now, it’s a Mysterious Demon.”

“The being from the Mysterious Demon Immortal Realm was actually sleeping in the Daluo Immortal Realm, truly odd.”

The Extreme Ancient split into Nine Realms, one of which was the Mysterious Demon Immortal Realm. The creatures of this realm were neither the Evil Clan of Daluo nor the Ancient Evils of the Ancient Era. They were mutations from Ancient Evils and became a new species called Mysterious Demons.

As the name implies, Mysterious Demon signifies the bizarre, and the emergence of this species is often accompanied by strange phenomena, beyond the measure of normality.

With this in mind, Han Yi ascended above, breaking through the surface of the Abyssal Ghost Pool and into the air.

He looked down to see that the pool’s water was rapidly decreasing as if a giant monster was absorbing the entire body of water.

Meanwhile, the revived aura at the bottom of the pool had not ceased, continuing to climb upwards, even causing Han Yi to feel palpitations.

“No, not just an Immortal Monarch, it must have entered the level of an Immortal Venerate.”

Without hesitation, he turned and fled. From a great distance, he heard a strange and colossal roar that shook the heavens and the earth. Even across the endless distance, one could feel a violent force brewing in their chest.

Thoughts became a sword, eliminating the menacing aura. Han Yi’s expression remained grave:

“That was close.”

“So it turns out there was a Mysterious Demon hidden beneath that Abyssal Ghost Pool.”

“In that case, it should not be called the Abyssal Ghost Pool, but rather the Abyssal Demon Pool.”

Han Yi returned to the nearest Immortal City and quickly teleported back to the Immortal Court. After two transfers at different Immortal Cities, he finally returned to the Age Candle Immortal Court.

On the seventh day after his return to the Immortal Court, he visited the Golden Immortal Pavilion and inquired about the Abyssal Ghost Pool.

Sure enough.

As he had thought, the emergence of the Mysterious Demon from the Abyssal Ghost Pool had attracted much attention because the demon was of the Immortal Venerate level, which had alarmed the Hengyue Immortal Sovereign of the Lingxiao Immortal Court.

A massive battle ensued, devastating millions of miles around the Abyssal Ghost Pool, as Hengyue Immortal Sovereign chased the Mysterious Demon into the Endless Void, suffering minor injuries in the process.

From then on, the Immortal Realm no longer had an Abyssal Ghost Pool.

Upon hearing this news, Han Yi exclaimed how fortunate he was. Had the demon not been asleep, it would have been like extracting a tooth from a tiger’s mouth, extremely dangerous.

Back at the Fairy Pavilion, he started practicing the Sword Controlling Immortal Skill.

This Immortal Skill had now reached the peak of the Fifth-stage, only one step away from the Seventh Order Immortal Technique.

[Sword Control (Fifth-stage Immortal Technique 93/100)].

Ten years later.

Han Yi emerged from seclusion; he had advanced the Immortal Skill to the level of 95/100. He predicted that in thirty years, he could reach the limit of the Fifth-stage, but as for the breakthrough to the Seventh Order, he was unsure.

The transformation from Fifth to Seventh Order in an Immortal Technique is a qualitative leap, just as difficult as an Immortal Artifact.

This time he left seclusion primarily to represent Xianyi Pavilion, to attend an Immortal Convention at the Lingxiao Immortal Court called the Commerce Immortal Chamber.

Every ten thousand years, many merchants from the Daluo Immortal Realm gather, with trade volume and cooperation being the main focus of the chamber.

This Immortal Convention was hosted in turn by major powers, with this session being Lingxiao Immortal Court’s turn.

To expand the influence of Xianyi Pavilion.

Han Yi, along with a team of dozens including Li Zhengyang, set off for the Lingxiao Immortal Court, Chongming Immortal City.

This Immortal City belonged to Chongming Immortal Sovereign, and also served as his dojo.

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And Chongming Immortal Sovereign, being an Immortal Venerate of the Lingxiao Immortal Court, his presence in Chongming Immortal City naturally meant that no one dared to cause trouble.

In Chongming Immortal City, a special area was designated for the use of the Commerce Immortal Chamber, attracting millions of merchants. After all, there were no regulations regarding the size of the merchants that could participate,

Upon his arrival, Han Yi settled in the palace courtyard that had been arranged for him in advance, then took Li Zhengyang out of the palace courtyard and strolled around the area set aside for the Commerce Immortal Chamber.

What met his eyes was exceedingly bustling.

In fact, this could be called the most bustling scene Han Yi had seen since his transmigration, bar none.

Businessmen pursue profits, and with wealth comes prosperity. The many temporary business pavilions constructed were all about showcasing power, crazily piling up resources–many dojo business pavilions even displayed Seventh Order Immortal Artifacts.

Li Zhengyang took Han Yi to the business pavilion set up by Xianyi Pavilion. Although the location was not bad, the treasures on display were not many.

With a wave of his hand, Han Yi presented ten Immortal Swords on the table, to serve as treasures anchoring the pavilion.

Two of the sixth order, eight of the fifth order, the Sword Forces of the Immortal Swords were bound by his Divine Force and did not emanate outward, otherwise, a few True Immortal shopkeepers wouldn’t even dare to approach them.

Han Yi did not take out the Green Reed Sword, after all, it was his side arm. In case of danger, this was his strongest method besides the Ancient God Weapon, and naturally could not be easily left behind.

After visiting the higher-level business pavilions, Han Yi heaved a sigh and returned to his residing palace court, feeling somewhat helpless in his heart.

Over the years, he had made quite a few Immortal Marks, but compared with the Immortal Monarchs, he was far behind, not to mention the Immortal Venerate.

Three days later,

an invitation was delivered to his door, sent by Chongming Immortal Sovereign, inviting the many well-known immortals participating in the Commerce Immortal Chamber to a banquet.

Here, “well-known” naturally referred to strength; the weakest among them were Golden Immortals, and only immortals of Golden Immortal fame like Han Yi were included in the invitations.

Han Yi accepted the invitation and went to the banquet.

At the banquet, Han Yi tasted Immortal Wine and felt that this trip was worthwhile. The Immortal Wine belonged to the Immortal Venerates, far surpassing ordinary Immortal Wines. With just one sip, Han Yi could feel a loosening in his realm.

He beckoned a serving Female Immortal closer. The Female Immortal had a graceful appearance and a lovely figure, but that was not Han Yi’s focus.

“What wine is this?” Han Yi asked with half-closed eyes.

The Female Immortal replied, “This is personally brewed by the Immortal Venerate, the ‘Wanhua Jing Qiong Mingyue Xian Niang’.”

“For this Immortal Brew, ten thousand Immortal Flowers were harvested and brewed with the light of Qiong Moon. After a thousand years, it leaves the kiln; on the day the jar is opened, if the moon goddess sings, the Immortal Qiong oscillates, and the phantom of the virtual lotus appears, it is considered a success.”

The Female Immortal looked at the jade cup in Han Yi’s hands with envy–given his True Immortal status, he naturally had no right to sit at the table.

Han Yi dismissed the Female Immortal and took another sip, feeling enlightened.

Speaking of which,

he had been transmigrated for nearly two thousand years. This period was not long, but in this time, he had experienced many things–indeed, quite a wealth.

He remembered back in the Yu Heng World at the Xuandan Sect, atop the Azure Dragon Pavilion, he and a few friends enjoyed tea and discussed Taoism in sheer contentment.

Now,

he was increasingly moving away from those pleasant times and found it difficult to return.

A trace of sorrow quietly climbed to his heart.

Flicking his sleeves, Han Yi cast it aside.

No rush, anxiety wouldn’t help–once his strength increased further, much stronger, he had all the time to slowly comprehend what he had lost.

Three rounds into the drinking, a Female Immortal stepped forward and danced a beautiful and moving dance.

Although Han Yi had always known about such performances, he had always been keen on cultivation and rarely attended leisurely Immortal Conventions.

Today was the first time he witnessed this scene, and it left him quite astonished.

The banquet lasted for an hour.

An hour later,

Han Yi walked out of Chongming Immortal Sovereign’s banquet palace, ready to fly away, but stopped halfway.

This time it wasn’t an ambush, nor was there any danger.

Instead, he encountered an old acquaintance.

This acquaintance, whom he had not seen in nearly a thousand years, he did not expect to meet again here.

“Dong, it’s been a long time!”

In front of Han Yi, Dong Chang stopped his stride, looked at Han Yi, and his face revealed a look of surprise.

“Han!”