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Chapter 1365 - Chapter 1365 Chapter 571 No Immortals in Wild Tower Nine

Chapter 1365: Chapter 571: No Immortals in Wild Tower, Nine Rings Behead Buddha_2 Chapter 1365: Chapter 571: No Immortals in Wild Tower, Nine Rings Behead Buddha_2 These thoughts, including Taiyuan’s words, were all completed in an extremely short amount of time.

In front of him, a fierce battle had already begun.

They saw Guangpu Xiefo, whose aura had climbed to the Peak Immortal Monarch, begin his attack, his Immortal Artifact being a Golden Tin Cane, with four prongs and twelve rings on the cane, symbolizing the Four Noble Truths and Twelve Links of Dependent Origination in Buddhism.

But at this moment, the twelve rings hanging beneath the four prongs were not golden but pale white, and their shapes were that of skulls.

Guangpu Xiefo heavily planted the Golden Tin Cane into the Void, causing the twelve white rings to shake and tremble.

Suddenly, twelve Evil Spirits escaped from these twelve pale skull rings and charged towards Ye Wuxian and Yang Jiu Huan.

These twelve Evil Spirits, each being at the Golden Immortal Level, and having been refined by Guangpu Xiefo for many years, possessed the combat power of Peak Golden Immortals, equivalent to twelve Peak Golden Immortals attacking Ye Wuxian and Yang Jiu Huan.

Under Han Yi’s gaze.

Yang Jiu Huan did not move, still embracing the Wild Tower, while Ye Wuxian took a step forward, formed a seal with her hand, and a stream of Immortal Skill swept out from her fingertips, turning into a murky Immortal Light. As the Immortal Light swept past, the twelve Evil Spirits were instantly taken away by the Immortal Light and disappeared.

The murky Immortal Light then returned to Ye Wuxian’s fingertips and vanished.

In front of the two, Guangpu Xiefo’s body shook, and he roared incredulously, “Impossible, such a minor Golden Immortal possesses such an Immortal Skill, even capable of taking away my twelve Evil Spirits.”

Ye Wuxian did not reply, her face calm as she stepped back to her original position, looking towards Yang Jiu Huan with a respectful tone.

No.

Her gaze was probably fixed on the Wild Tower held by Yang Jiu Huan.

“Please, venerable one, cut down the Buddha!”

Upon these words, Yang Jiu Huan, holding the Wild Tower, stepped forward, her beautiful face as calm as ever.

The next moment.

The gray-white Wild Tower in her hand began to glow slightly.

Across tens of thousands of miles, Han Yi saw that the thirty-three storied Wild Tower, from bottom to top, lit up layer by layer until it stopped at the eleventh layer.

Then.

The now bright eleven-layer Wild Tower merged into Yang Jiu Huan’s body, and the previously calm Yang Jiu Huan’s eyes suddenly changed, becoming disdainful of all beings, and arrogant towards the heavens.

Her gaze was not directed at Guangpu Xiefo but towards the tens of thousands of miles away where Han Yi was hiding, her eyes thoughtful because she had just sensed a familiar aura.

The aura of the mad blade.

The Hidden Han Yi’s face changed drastically, feeling as if he was completely seen through.

“This, this isn’t Yang Jiu Huan, but rather that Wild Tower.”

“Possession? Parasitism? Or is it an incarnation descent?”

“No, it should be none of those.”

“The Yang Jiu Huan just now had advanced to Profound Immortal, and the essence of her aura remained the same, not altered by possession or similar methods.”

“Besides, if it were possession, there would be no need to hold onto the Wild Tower.”

“Strange,”

With a chill in his heart, Han Yi’s eyes looked towards the battlefield, contemplative.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Yang Jiu Huan, mysteriously combined with the Wild Tower, glanced once at Han Yi’s location, then retracted her gaze and instead, she looked towards the depths of the Emperor Fallen Sky Pond.

“Chaotic Evil God.”

“Unfortunately, those who walk the path of evil to gain omniscience are not on the true path, and they can only reach the peak of Tao Ancestor Realm, unable to ascend to Heavenly Sovereign Realm.”

With these words, the hidden Han Yi shuddered.

Because Han Yi knew from Taiyuan what the term ‘all-knowing’ meant, but Taiyuan certainly could not discern the strangeness of the Chaotic Evil God nor determine that it couldn’t break through to Heavenly Sovereign, only being able to stop at the Tao Ancestor Realm.

This, in a way, showed that the Wild Tower was indeed stronger than Taiyuan.

On the battlefield.

Guangpu Xiefo, enraged by ‘Yang Jiu Huan’s’ disregarding gaze, bellowed, and with his Golden Tin Cane, he struck forward, as bizarre energies converged, space shattered, and a titanic rod enveloped in endless might, thundered towards Yang Jiu Huan.

But Yang Jiu Huan simply pointed her finger lightly, Immortal Spirit Qi flowed from her fingertip, then shone brightly, as mysterious Tao Principles gathered towards her fingertip.

Though it was just a faint trace of Immortal Energy, under the infinite Tao Principles, the might of this Immortal Skill was exponentially enhanced.

The speed of the Immortal Light, in the eyes of everyone present, was not considered fast, probably within the category of Third-stage Immortal Skills.

But curiously, all the immortals who saw this Immortal Light, including Han Yi, Ye Wuxian, and Guangpu Xiefo, felt as if time for them was being warped, thus when they were merely ‘watching’ this Immortal Light, they couldn’t react in time.

It was not until the Immortal Light streaked past, piercing through the Phantom of the giant staff, and hit the head of Guangpu Xiefo, that they snapped out of this bizarre sensation.

The gaze of Guangpu Xiefo suddenly turned to one of horror. At that moment, he felt his entire body stiffen and could sense his Immortal Soul melting, weakening, and gradually approaching death.

With a flick of a finger, ‘Yang Jiu Huan’ pinched two white fingers forward, extracting the bizarre aura that was entrenched in the Immortal Soul of Guangpu Xiefo. Then, with a gentle rub, it was completely annihilated at the fingertips.

Simultaneously, the body of Guangpu Xiefo also turned to dust and dissipated into the void.

In an instant.

An Evil Immortal of Peak Immortal Monarch level perished here.

Seeing this, Han Yi, who was tens of thousands of miles away, dared not conceal himself anymore. He was worried that the Wild Tower, which mystically merged with Yang Jiu Huan, might mistakenly identify him as an enemy, which would be a massive misunderstanding.

He showed his true form and soared toward the battlefield. A few moments later, he was standing in front of Ye Wuxian and Yang Jiu Huan.

“Greetings to both fellow Daoists,” Han Yi bowed and said.

Yang Jiu Huan, who always appeared serene, changed her expression upon seeing Han Yi. A Wild Tower began to gradually manifest and coalesce in her arms, and the luminous nine layers gradually dimmed.

Yang Jiu Huan’s gaze, returned to her own again, rather than the Wild Tower with which she had mysteriously merged.

“Han, fellow Daoist!”

Yang Jiu Huan’s voice sounded the same as before, but her tone was completely different, no longer aloof but returning to that of a normal female Profound Immortal.

Her tone carried the joy of seeing an old friend again.

Although Ye Wuxian returned the gesture, his tone was not cold, but it was not particularly familiar; after all, although he had met Han Yi a few times, this was their first real interaction.

“Greetings, fellow Daoist!”

However.

He might not have dealt with Han Yi, but he had heard of Han Yi’s deeds during this period. Top of the Age Candle Golden Immortal List, combat power comparable to a seasoned Immortal Monarch–these titles fallen upon Han Yi were too significant to overlook.

Of course.

The fact that Han Yi had slain the Black Realm Star Lord and Mountain Solitude Immortal Monarch was known only to Original Art and HongWu about the Star Lord’s slaying, and no one else, nor had it been publicly disclosed.

Thus, the rumors in the Immortal Realm did not record his real slaying of an Immortal Monarch.

After bowing, Han Yi then turned to look at Yang Jiu Huan, concerned about her condition. Seeing her appear well, he still wanted to understand more, to relay back to Li Zhengyang in the Immortal Court, allowing Li Zhengyang to also be reassured.

Over the years, Li Zhengyang had continuously been inquiring about Yang Jiu Huan’s news, and occasionally visiting the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace to check on Yang Jiu Huan’s Immortal’ Name status.

“Fellow Daoist Jiu Huan, what is this?”

Han Yi did not conceal his intent but straightforwardly asked, his gaze sweeping over the Wild Tower held by Yang Jiu Huan, displaying an indescribable expression.

Realizing what Han Yi wanted to ask, Yang Jiu Huan conveyed an Immortal Thought, explaining her current situation once again.

After understanding this Immortal Thought, Han Yi finally came to a realization.

Initially, Ye Wuxian did not just casually save Yang Jiu Huan but deliberately intervened to save her because Yang Jiu Huan was linked to the awakening of the Wild Tower.

According to Ye Wuxian, Yang Jiu Huan’s constitution was very special, named the Desertion Wild Body, a constitution that exists in no more than three individuals in the entire Immortal Realm. Only individuals with such constitution could merge with the Wild Tower and gradually awaken its dormant powers.

And the Wild Tower, was indeed a Heavenly Venerate Treasure of Heavenly Sovereign Ye, once belonging to the Daluo Fairy Court.

This merger was of no detriment to Yang Jiu Huan because, by leveraging this merger, her strength would be influenced by the Wild Tower, becoming increasingly stronger.

In short, even a slight leakage of might from this Heavenly Venerate Treasure to Yang Jiu Huan could make her realm leap to levels she could never have imagined before.

This was why she decisively agreed to Ye Wuxian, to explore the Immortal Realm, seeking the secrets of Heavenly Sovereign Ye.

As for the initial inquiry by Li Zhengyang, the message left by Yang Jiu Huan did not mention this because she did not want Li Zhengyang to worry.

“Han, fellow Daoist, should you see Zhengyang, please do not disclose too much information to him; I’m worried he will be concerned,” Yang Jiu Huan earnestly said.

Han Yi nodded in agreement.