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Chapter 1376: Chapter 577: Killing the Monarch with a Flick of a Finger, Son of Heavenly Dao Chapter 1376: Chapter 577: Killing the Monarch with a Flick of a Finger, Son of Heavenly Dao Previously, within the Demon Nest, Han Yi had detected a deeply hidden aura, which, while not intensely dangerous, was not weak either.

In comparison, it was likely stronger than the Black-Robed Immortal from the Black Realm of yesteryear.

Moreover, judging solely by the concealment of the aura, the technique was inferior to that of the Black-Robed Immortal.

That is to say, the Immortal who hid in the dark was probably just an ordinary Immortal Monarch, and like the Black-Robed Immortal from the Black Realm, he was adept in the art of assassination.

This was a killer at the Immortal Monarch Level.

At that moment.

With the arrival of the killing intent, his expression unchanged, he struck with his palm, and the space at his side suddenly exploded, shattering and trembling with void.

This was the ultimate display of his power as an Ancient God, containing no Divine Art, but pure force.

The immense power was so great that even the void could not withstand the palm strike.

A grey silhouette darted out from the shattered space, turning into a grey shadow. The shadow did not flee but instead, seized the moment of Han Yi’s palm strike to quickly approach, with a flicker of black light suddenly shining from its hand.

In that instant.

A feeling of dread emerged in Han Yi’s heart, akin to the days when he was mortal and targeted by a venomous snake.

But his face showed not a hint of alarm, only a profound depth in his gaze, as he had anticipated this scene and made his preparations.

As his palm came down, the Green Reed Sword he carried on his back had already leaped up into his palm, and he made a light sweep with it.

Seen as a continuous motion, Han Yi transformed his palm into a blade, slicing open the void, and then in the next instant, utilized the leaping Green Reed Sword to make a horizontal slash.

Boom!

A deep collision erupted.

The grey figure, along with the black light in its hand, finally revealed its true form in front of Han Yi.

It was none other than the Taishan King, Hall Master of the Seventh Hall from the Black Yama of Penglai.

However, at that moment, the Taishan King’s face was filled with extreme horror, even appearing slightly distorted due to being forced into visibility and the imminent danger.

“An Eighth Rank Immortal Sword?”

“Such strength…”

“You cannot possibly be a Golden Immortal.”

“Impossible, this absolutely cannot be.”

He inwardly screamed, shaken to the core.

Indeed, from the moment Han Yi appeared in his sights, he had recognized that Han Yi was carrying the Qingyan Knife, the very Profound Immortal he planned to hunt down for stealing the Qingyan Knife.

But the aura of a Golden Immortal on Han Yi made him slightly hesitant, because on the outskirts of the Demon Nest, he had analyzed the cause of death of the Nine Venerated Demon Puppets and suspected that it was an Immortal Monarch who had concealed his presence and disguised as a Golden Immortal to slay them.

He initially thought Han Yi was that hidden Immortal Monarch.

If that were true, it meant that the original Profound Immortal who took the Qingyan Knife might have died and the mysterious Golden Immortal acquired it. Retrieving it would hence prove to be more difficult.

Afterward, when the Primordial Fire Phoenix appeared, its conversation with Han Yi was not intentionally concealed and he had caught it.

Only then did he realize that Han Yi had indeed not yet achieved the status of Immortal Monarch and was undoubtedly a Golden Immortal.

Thus.

He formed a new, more rational, and complete hypothesis.

The Profound Immortal who had taken the Qingyan Knife in the Miao Lei Region years ago had indeed died at Han Yi’s hands, while the one who had slain the Nine Venerated Demon Puppets in the periphery was the Evil Clan Immortal Monarch.

This conjecture was the one that most fit the actual situation.

Therefore, after the Evil Clan Immortal Monarch left, facing a Strange Treasure that could help a Golden Immortal break through to Immortal Monarch, combined with the Qingyan Knife on Han Yi and his lowest realm, the Taishan King chose Han Yi as the primary target for assassination.

Once Han Yi was killed, even if Immortal Monarch Dongming made a move, he would not be able to harm him, as his strength was already on par with Dongming’s.

By then, whether he chose to fight or flee was within his control.

As part of a killer organization in the Penglai Immortal Realm that housed an Immortal Venerate-level existence, Black Yama internally held countless data on Immortal Monarch-level immortals from the Extreme Ancient Nine Realms.

Immortal Monarch Dongming, who guarded the North Immortal Castle Group of the Age Candle, was naturally recognized by the Taishan King as soon as he appeared.

What he didn’t expect, however,

was to be directly forced out by this Golden Immortal’s palm strike as soon as he made his move.

Then, in the blink of an eye, as he used the Taishan Dagger to break through space, wishing to bring down his opponent, he was met with a sword strike that parried his attack and caused his Taishan Dagger to quiver incessantly.

The Taishan King could sense the spirit of the Immortal Artifact expressing a latent fear.

But how could this be?

The Taishan Dagger was a top-level Seventh-stage Immortal Device, and within those of the Seventh Order, even a stronger opponent could not instill such fear in him, unless it was an Eighth Rank Immortal Artifact.

But.

How could a Golden Immortal possibly wield an Eighth Rank Immortal Sword?

This was too absurd, too inconceivable.

And while he was in shock,

Han Yi, having driven back his opponent with a sword, now flashed a murderous look in his eyes and stabbed forward with another.

This sword.

Showed the essence of freedom.

It was the Ninth Form of the Free Cosmic Light Sword Canon, Free.

Years ago, it was with this style that he had slain the fleeing Black-Robed Immortal from the Black Realm.

And more than two hundred years later, although his Seventh Order Sword Skill had not improved much, his realm had come infinitely close to the Immortal Monarch Level, and his understanding of the Law had become incomparably deeper than before.

Thus, the power of this sword far exceeded that of two hundred years ago.

Even a seasoned Immortal Monarch might face the possibility of being slain.

The retreated Taishan King saw the lively Sword Light approach. The process seemed slow, yet just as the thought arose in his mind, he saw the Sword Light arrive in front of him, with nowhere to hide.

His face still filled with shock, he instinctively harnessed his Immortal Power to meet it with the Taishan Dagger, but as soon as they made contact, he was again taken aback with horror.