I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy
Chapter 1351 - Chapter 1351 Chapter 564 The Might of Qingping Original Art

Chapter 1351: Chapter 564: The Might of Qingping, Original Art Makes a Move_2 Chapter 1351: Chapter 564: The Might of Qingping, Original Art Makes a Move_2 Although he noticed that Han Yi had advanced from a senior Golden Immortal to a Peak Golden Immortal, he didn’t care much.

For him, whether it was a senior Golden Immortal or a Peak Golden Immortal, both fell within the category of Golden Immortals, far too remote from being an Immortal Monarch.

What he valued was another identity of Han Yi.

Ancient God.

Initially, Han Yi had fiercely contended against the severely injured Demon Ape Great Sage with his Ancient God’s True Body. Although at a disadvantage, he had grown increasingly valiant as the battle progressed, which had shocked him.

Moreover, Han Yi was capable of activating an Ancient God Weapon in some way that was unknown to him for the moment, unleashing a world-shaking strike, which was what he cared about the most.

However, the strike just now didn’t have the slightest trace of divine force from Ancient Gods; it was executed entirely within the Immortal Path system.

With a single Immortal Sword strike, he repelled a Seventh Order Immortal Artifact, shattered the Four Holy Banners, and crushed the meticulously arranged attack right on the spot.

This was something he had never anticipated.

Holding his sword, Han Yi looked at the Black-Robed Star Lord, his eyes steady as mountains, not the least bit arrogant about the sword strike he had just delivered.

This sword was his ultimate strike, and the fruits of victory were within his expectations.

What he was more concerned about was whether the other two Star Lords would immediately make their move, especially that Peak Immortal Monarch.

Facing such a formidable being, he was ready to burn his Life Seeds, merging divine force, Immortal Power, and demonic power, to create an ultimate strike as a desperate bid to survive.

Of course.

This was with the assumption that the Original Art Immortal Monarch wasn’t lurking in the shadows.

At the moment, with the Original Art Immortal Monarch not appearing, Han Yi didn’t know the real reason. It was possible that the Original Art had been delayed by something, or perhaps he was waiting to catch an even bigger fish.

If it was the second case, Han Yi would be completely safe. If it was the first case, he would have to rely on himself.

And his response would be based on the most dangerous scenario, that is, the first case.

But.

Just as his thoughts surged, one of the two Star Lords watching from the side suddenly spoke, his tone casual:

“A Seventh Order Immortal Sword.”

“Quite interesting.”

Before his words had faded, he walked toward Han Yi. Although he did not wield an Immortal Sword or brandish any Immortal Skill, from the moment he spoke, Han Yi’s hair stood on end, and a chill ran through him like Death itself had descended, his trepidation peaking in an instant.

Because this Star Lord was the most stirring Four-Star Star Lord present, and if nothing was amiss, he was a Peak Immortal Monarch.

Even in the Age Candle Immortal Court, there would be only about a dozen Peak Immortal Monarchs, which speaks to their incredible strength.

The gap between a Peak Golden Immortal and a Peak Immortal Monarch is much greater than that between a Peak Profound Immortal and a Peak Golden Immortal, to the extent that one might say it is as vast as the heavens and the earth.

In the Immortal Realm, for a million years, there has never been a case where a Peak Golden Immortal has slain a Peak Immortal Monarch.

And at this moment.

Han Yi, in the state of a Peak Golden Immortal, was facing such a powerful being.

How could he not be solemn in such a situation?

At this moment.

Han Yi took a deep breath and calmed himself down. The greater the crisis, the more he needed to stay calm; his hand slowly loosened.

In his Divine Aperture World, the Ancient God Weapon Yue Guang sensed the movement of divine force and began to quiver.

In the Immortal Spirit Realm, Immortal Power surged like an endless sea; in the Evil Sea, demonic power swelled, tumultuous and raging; in the Divine Aperture World, Divine Force blossomed, Golden Lights were endless.

Three powers, hidden yet about to strike.

As the Star Lord drew closer step by step, he let out a light exclamation, clearly sensing something peculiar about Han Yi. His eyes turned red as he looked at Han Yi, his tone revealing malice for the first time:

“Rich divine force.”

“Devouring you should be of some help to me.”

In that moment, from those red eyes, Han Yi sensed a flash of demonic power.

His heart trembled greatly.

The Peak Immortal Monarch had hidden well before, leading Han Yi to believe he was a Daoist Immortal Monarch, but after revealing his aura, Han Yi realized that the other party was likely an Evil King.

As for his real identity, whether he was a Demon Lord-level Evil King, Han Yi had no way of knowing. Given the many thousands of years his true body had not been exposed, it was apparent how strong his ability to conceal his true identity was; Han Yi could not possibly force him to reveal himself.

“But no matter what, Han Yi knew he had to give it his all; he couldn’t place all his hope on the Original Art Immortal Monarch hidden in the shadows.”

“In the face of uncertainty, one must prepare for the worst.”

But just as he was about to erupt, a cold and harsh voice suddenly echoed throughout the space.

“Eastern Emperor Demon Lord, let this old man see who you are.”

The voice had barely faded

when Han Yi’s thoughts hadn’t yet had time to shift, the eyes of the Peak Evil King, the Four-star Star Lord in the mask, turned into vertical pupils–this was a bodily reaction of extreme fear within his race, sensing the presence of the deadliest danger.

His figure vanished in an instant, faster than Han Yi could react.

When Han Yi’s thoughts had just caught up,

the entire space ‘boom’ exploded.

The explosion resulted from the Peak Evil King’s escape, which directly shattered the temporarily segmented space.

Immediately afterward,

The experienced Immortal Monarch, the Three-star Star Lord also thought of something. Without uttering a word, he turned and fled in a different direction.

In less than a ten-thousandth of a moment, in the shattered space above the mountains, only Han Yi remained, having just mobilized three system forces, prepared to burn his Life Seeds, activate the Ancient God Weapon, and launch a desperate strike for survival; as well as the Black-Robed Immortal Monarch, who had yet to react, his face still filled with a fierce grin.

“You run fast, but unfortunately, you can’t escape.”

The voice continued to rise.

Approaching, Han Yi saw a huge and incomparable demonic body suddenly appear outside the broken space–this demonic body had a human face and a snake body, its entire form red, and its vertical pupils ferocious.

“Candle Dragon.”

“It’s Yin Zhu Immortal Monarch.”

Han Yi took a deep breath, finally understanding the true identity of the escaping Peak Evil King.

In the Donghuang Immortal Court, there’s a race called the Candle Dragon Clan. The current clan leader, inheriting the Tao Title Candle Dragon Immortal Sovereign, is one of the Immortal Venerates of the Evil Clan, slightly less powerful than the Kunpeng Demon Master.

Within the Candle Dragon Clan, aside from the Candle Dragon Immortal Sovereign, there are two Evil Kings, one of whom is the Yin Zhu Immortal Monarch before him, whose Realm is that of a Peak Evil King. Although he is not honored with the title of Great Sage, he is among the most powerful underneath the Great Sages.

“Unexpectedly, Yin Zhu Immortal Monarch is actually the Black Realm Star Lord.”

Han Yi was shocked internally.

His gaze shifted to the short, thin old man, who was blocking Yin Zhu Immortal Monarch and forcing him to reveal his true form–Han Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Grand Martial Immortal Sovereign.”

The old man blocking Yin Zhu Immortal Monarch was indeed the Grand Martial Immortal Sovereign, whom Han Yi had encountered at the Boundary wall years ago.

Years ago, after the Expedition to the Wisdom Realm, Grand Martial Immortal Sovereign had been injured, but seeing his action today, he must have recovered from his injuries.

Suddenly, something dawned on Han Yi, and he was inwardly shaken.

Where was the Original Art?

It made no sense for Grand Martial and Original Art, two powerful Immortals, to be dispatched for a mere Four-star Star Lord.

There was definitely something amiss here.

Just as this doubt flashed across his mind, an unexpected change occurred again.

Behind Grand Martial Immortal Sovereign, a mysterious figure wearing a Star Chart Mask suddenly appeared. With a bamboo stick in hand, he gently knocked it down on Grand Martial, producing no grandeur with the strike, but in Han Yi’s eyes, it was as if the bamboo suddenly expanded, instantly transforming into a towering Qingping, pressing down like it could crush and obliterate the entire world.

But in the next instant, a shocking change occurred again; a familiar voice appeared from the side of the masked figure.

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

Countless steles suddenly stretched, twisted, and enlarged from a singular point, plunging into the surrounding space, transforming this vast world into a Forest of Steles.

Each stele had a flicker of Immortal Spirit Qi, converging into one, merging into an unimaginably powerful Immortal Skill that pressed down on the masked Star Lord.

From a distance, Han Yi’s thoughts shifted, and a realization flashed through his mind.

“Original Art has arrived.”

Meanwhile, Grand Martial Immortal Sovereign, who stood in front of Yin Zhu Immortal Monarch, also turned around and threw a punch.

With that punch, Han Yi witnessed the true destruction and annihilation, as the Qingping was instantly swept away, space shattered, including the most fundamental layer of space, turning into complete nothingness–so much so that in this area, there was no longer any concept of time and space.

The Black-Robed Star Lord with the Star Chart Mask, who had been sent flying by the Qingping, took advantage of the situation with a sweep, causing the descending Immortal Skill to disperse.