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Chapter 1371 - Chapter 1371 Chapter 574 The Seven Halls of Taishan Dongmings

Chapter 1371: Chapter 574: The Seven Halls of Taishan, Dongming’s Shock_2 Chapter 1371: Chapter 574: The Seven Halls of Taishan, Dongming’s Shock_2 “`

What kind of heaven-defying technique is this, capable of hiding one’s presence and erasing all traces of their Immortal Spell?

From the process by which Han Yi just now dispelled his presence, it should be the Infant Morphing Change Form, one of the Tiangang Immortal Skills.

However,

the Infant Morphing Change Form at its highest is only sixth-order, and at its pinnacle, if he were not careful, it is indeed possible that it might be overlooked, but with Han Yi right in front of him and still able to hide his presence, with his experience, it is absolutely not possible for it to be just sixth-order.

Then,

is this yet another seventh-order Immortal Skill of Han Yi’s?

Immortal Monarch Dongming does not know that although Han Yi’s Infant Morphing is only sixth-order, due to the panel’s heaven-defying effect, it is comparable to the usual seventh-order Immortal Skills, difficult for ordinary Immortal Monarchs to detect.

Before he invited Han Yi, he naturally investigated Han Yi’s information and knew that Han Yi had a heaven-defying seventh-order Immortal Skill that could slay ordinary Immortal Monarchs, which was the most important reason he invited Han Yi to come and break through the barrier.

Although the Tiangang Immortal Skills can only go up to sixth-order, after an Immortal breaks through to Immortal Monarch, by carving out their own path, they can derive their own seventh-order Immortal Skills from the Tiangang Immortal Skills.

Such seventh-order Immortal Skills, born from the Tiangang Immortal Skills and taking on various forms when finalized, are still relatively simple seventh-order Immortal Skills, after all, they have the foundation of the Tiangang Immortal Skills.

Immortal Monarch Dongming can only guess that Han Yi has developed the Infant Morphing into a seventh-order Immortal Skill.

And this, makes him even more astonished.

Under normal circumstances, Golden Immortal-level Immortals are basically not capable of comprehending seventh-order Immortal Skills, and only after ascending to Immortal Monarch can they spend a long time understanding seventh-order or even higher-order Immortal Skills.

This is a limitation of the Realm.

But Han Yi, walking ahead, has repeatedly broken through these limits, causing Immortal Monarch Dongming to now somewhat regret that he should have saved this favor for the future, for when Han Yi ascended to Immortal Venerate. The effect of this favor at that time would definitely far exceed its use now.

But things have come to this point, and regret is useless.

He extinguished this flicker of emotion and followed Han Yi.

Ahead,

after plummeting through a dozen layers of chaotic space, Han Yi stopped.

In front of him was a pitch-dark space, impenetrable even by the Heavenly Fate Divine Pupil, the entrance to the Abyssal Demon Nest.

“Beyond this layer lies the periphery of the Demon Nest, inhabited by nine Immortal Monarch-level Demon Puppets.”

“Only by slaying all nine Demon Puppets simultaneously can one enter the true Demon Nest.”

“This is where I was previously halted.”

True Immortal Dongming explained.

Han Yi nodded, holding the Green Reed Sword, and with a swipe forward, the space in front of him split apart like a curtain being cut in two, revealing the dark space beneath.

He stepped into it and saw, within this dark space, nine towering black stone sculptures.

The sculptures were massive, each standing a kilometer tall, in various forms resembling mythical beasts, bizarre deities, and monstrous demons.

As Han Yi appeared,

deep black vapors began to emerge from these nine sculptures, recognized by Han Yi as the aura of the abyss, and swiftly, the stone sculptures came to life, transforming into nine huge, eerie monsters.

These were what Immortal Monarch Dongming referred to as Demon Puppets.

Once activated, the Demon Puppets launched an imposing attack towards Han Yi.

Han Yi’s eyes flashed as he sized up the nine-headed Demon Puppets, already having a plan in mind. Just as Immortal Monarch Dongming had said, these Demon Puppets all possessed the power of Immortal Monarchs, but were limited to ordinary Immortal Monarchs and were far from the level of senior Immortal Monarchs.

More than two hundred years prior, Han Yi could already easily slay ordinary Immortal Monarchs, and to this day, although he had not yet stepped into the Immortal Monarch realm, he was only half a step away.

His panel had also displayed information about the Miluo Hunyuan True Scripture over a hundred years ago.

[Miluo Hunyuan True Scripture*Immortal Monarch Chapter (0/100)].

Although the progress showed ‘0’, the fact that it was displayed at all proved that Han Yi was between the Golden Immortal and Immortal Monarch, infinitely close to Immortal Monarch. All he needed was for the progress to go from ‘0’ to ‘1’, and he would be able to become a true Immortal Monarch through it.

Therefore,

ordinary Immortal Monarchs were almost effortless for him to slay, and even against senior Immortal Monarchs, he was confident he could fight, with victory or defeat depending on the situation, and even when facing peak Immortal Monarchs, he could assure his survival.

Of course,

should he face Immortal Monarchs at the extreme level of the Immortal Court, like the Original Art Immortal Monarch and Yuan Sui Immortal Lord, the outcome could be uncertain, and whether he could escape would have to be determined through trial.

However,

those extreme-level Immortal Monarchs of the Immortal Court, throughout the entire Daluo Immortal Realm, numbered only a dozen or so, making the chances of encountering them extremely slim. Naturally, Han Yi would not let the fear of potential assassination hinder him from venturing out.

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At this moment,

nine demon puppets, each a kilometer tall, swarmed in.

Right behind Han Yi, Immortal Monarch Dongming bellowed and was the first to take action, summoning a Seventh-stage Immortal Device. It was a silver measuring rope, only a meter long, but when Immortal Monarch Dongming swung it down, the silver measuring rope blasted out dazzling silver light, a vast expanse engulfing three demon puppets.

That was his all-out strike.

He had tried many times, this attack could deal with three demon puppets simultaneously, but that was the limit. The remaining six puppets couldn’t be annihilated in one go, and by the time he launched his second attack, those three destroyed ones would have recovered.

Therefore, he stopped at this point.

After all, relying on himself alone, his strength was not enough, which was why he invited Han Yi to assist.

“Strike now!”

Immortal Monarch Dongming bellowed.

Slightly ahead, Han Yi’s expression was as usual, showing no sign of strain, as if facing merely an ordinary Golden Immortal, he lightly waved his sword.

The sword fell, and a lone streak of sword light shot forth. The sword light did not seem grand. It even appeared too feeble in the eyes of Immortal Monarch Dongming.

But it was this very streak of sword light that captivated his entire attention. Even as his gaze just captured the sword light, the hair on his body stood on end, a sense of dread that shook his immortal soul surged violently, overthrowing the defenses within his heart.

Death.

If it were him facing this sword, there was no doubt, he would certainly die.

As this thought emerged, he saw that same sword light, which had filled him with fear of death, gently turn, slicing through the dark space.

Space and time seemed no longer unified before this sword light; those nine demon puppets appeared as if they were standing still, allowing the sword light to penetrate them.

That’s right.

Not six, but nine.

Under the pressure of his silver measuring rope, those three demon puppets hadn’t yet perished, and the sword light had already swept through the three surrounded by the silver light and then pierced through the other six.

Then, with a gentle flash, the sword light continued to fall towards the darker space below.

The next instant,

Time and space returned to normal.

The nine demon puppets, as if their forms had been frozen, shuddered momentarily, then transformed into dark demon energy, which could not condense back into demon puppets and dissipated in all directions.

Subsequently,

The vast silver light of the measuring rope pressed down, pulverizing the scattered demon energy into fine dust, obliterating and dispersing it.

Immortal Monarch Dongming put away the measuring rope and turned to look at Han Yi, who had nonchalantly slain the nine demon puppets with a single sword stroke, and he took a deep breath, his eyes holding a different regard for him than before.

Although he had anticipated Han Yi’s strength beforehand, knowing it surpassed his own and that six or even nine demon puppets were no problem for Han Yi,

he never imagined Han Yi could wipe out nine puppets so effortlessly, with just a flick of his finger.

That streak of sword light, had he faced it himself, he would certainly have perished, with no chance of survival.

Strong, far stronger than himself.

Such combat power was not that of an ordinary Immortal Monarch but definitely that of a seasoned Immortal Monarch.

In just two hundred years, a mere two hundred years, his strength was far more terrifying than the rumors.

Immortal Monarch Dongming suddenly recalled that Han Yi had only been cultivating for just over two thousand years.

To him, two hundred years might only be a minor retreat, yielding little benefit.

But for Han Yi, it was different; that period was a tenth of his entire cultivation journey. Significant progress was to be expected.

With this in mind, he took another deep breath, deciding not to measure this astonishing prodigy by his own standards.

And there, in the front, Han Yi, who had just slain nine demon puppets with one sword, had a calm expression, gazing into the deeper layers of space below. The sword light that had slain nine demon puppets still had residual strength, falling downward and probing below, proving that there should be no direct danger.

He stepped forward, descending further, his figure radiating dim golden light. He did not let it burst forth fully, spreading in all directions; instead, he kept it highly restrained, concentrating his defenses close by, just in case.

“Let’s go!”

Behind him, Immortal Monarch Dongming followed eagerly.

Having broken through the nine demon puppets, the space below should be the central area of the Abyssal Demon Nest, where Abyssal Demon Crystals definitely existed – and this was the very purpose of his journey.