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Chapter 1484 - Chapter 1484 Chapter 629 The Calamity of Wan Ming Between

Chapter 1484: Chapter 629: The Calamity of Wan Ming, Between Life and Death Chapter 1484: Chapter 629: The Calamity of Wan Ming, Between Life and Death The sentence spoken by the Original Art Immortal Sovereign evoked a sense of deja vu in Han Yi.

With a thought, he remembered that back in the Penglai Immortal Realm, during his time with the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect, Jin Ming Taoist had said something similar.

However, Han Yi did not let it get to his head; he still wasn’t a match for the more powerful ninth-tier Void Demons. Even after the unification, his strength was still far from sufficient in the Ancient Great World.

Next.

Han Yi and the Original Art Immortal Sovereign proceeded to exchange a century’s worth of defensive experience and control over the Immortal Castle.

To pass the information quickly, a single thought was all that was needed. But Han Yi’s teaching went further, even demonstrating every single Void Demon he had encountered over the past hundred years, as well as the techniques and strategies to combat them, to ensure the Original Art Immortal Sovereign gained a deeper understanding of the Void Demons and this defensive line.

After an incense stick’s time.

Han Yi finally bid farewell to the Original Art Immortal Sovereign and flew out of the Immortal Castle, heading south.

In the past hundred years, although his realm had stagnated, his combat power had significantly increased. Apart from the breakthrough to the eighth tier in his Sword Controlling Immortal Skill, his other abilities had also improved greatly, including the Three Thousand Sword Realm and the Mind Domain Shifting Skills.

As a result, his current speed had nearly increased by half compared to a hundred years ago.

Based on this speed, it would only take half an incense stick’s time to reach the Immortal Court.

But three minutes later, after crossing an Immortal Domain, Han Yi suddenly stopped.

Feeling a familiar aura flash by, he realized something was amiss.

A hundred miles ahead, there was a colossal tree that reached into the heavens, so tall that even Han Yi’s vision could not make out the top. And a river flowed around the huge tree, its waters the color of blood.

The river, which formed a semi-circle, blocked Han Yi’s path forward.

Besides, on his left and right, to his surprise, there was now nothingness, with no living creatures in sight.

Han Yi instantly understood.

He had stepped into some special place, possibly one of the Realm Heavens or a secret realm, or perhaps he had unwittingly been transported to some distant land.

However.

He did not panic, instead thinking to himself:

“Senior Brother, can you still sense my location?”

Following the fall of his words, another sonorous voice responded:

“I can.”

“It seems we’re separated by a Realm Heaven.”

“The location of this Realm Heaven is not within the Daluo Immortal Realm, but in the Immortal Witch Realm.”

“If the Nine Realms had not united, I probably wouldn’t have been able to sense you.”

The robust voice paused for a moment, as if sensing something before continuing:

“It should be an art.”

“But it’s not an Immortal Skill, rather it’s one that used an Immortal Artifact.”

“Even I didn’t react in time just now. This Immortal Artifact must surpass ordinary levels, at least it is a Tao Artifact, or perhaps even a Heavenly Venerate Treasure.”

“Junior Brother, you have no fewer troubles than your Senior Brother, eh.”

This deep voice conveyed a trace of solemnity, for they were facing at least a Tao Artifact.

If the high-level members of the Xuandan Sect were here, they would surely recognize that this robust voice belonged to Yuan Shun, the Supreme Elder of the Xuandan Sect.

The reason Han Yi could hear Yuan Shun was that three years ago, Yuan Shun had returned to the Daluo Immortal Realm and, together with Han Yi, had cast an Immortal Skill to establish a pathway for them to contact each other.

The Skill was maintained for a period of ten years.

In fact.

If the Immortal Court had not sent another Immortal Venerate to rotate onto the boundary, Han Yi would have also requested a certain Immortal Venerate to take his place temporarily, so he could free up himself.

Because Yuan Shun needed his help.

But unexpectedly, before he could assist Yuan Shun, he was the first to encounter danger and was pulled into a mysterious realm.

After listening to Yuan Shun’s words, Han Yi realized.

A Tao Artifact, or even a Supreme Treasure?

The familiar aura he had just felt–he now knew what it was.

The Wan Ming Tome.

Yes.

That was the aura of the Wan Ming Tome.

Originally, Han Yi had not considered this Supreme Treasure, but once Yuan Shun mentioned a Tao Artifact or a Heavenly Venerate Treasure, and with the few such items he was familiar with, he was able to draw this conclusion after a bit of elimination.

“Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign!”

Han Yi’s thoughts swirled, and he said to Yuan Shun:

“I understand now, it’s Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign, and it involves the Supreme Treasure, the Wan Ming Tome.”

“The fellow is stubborn. I had planned to wait until there was some breakthrough with the Wan Ming Tome before dragging him out, but it seems he has found me first.”

Yuan Shun expressed his puzzlement: “I’ve heard of Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign, who possesses a Supreme Treasure. No wonder he was able to face the encirclement of the Ancestors without dying.”

“A Supreme Treasure, Junior Brother, you must seize this opportunity.”

“It should take me only half an incense stick’s time to reach the Realm Heaven you are in. Hold on for that long, and I’ll be there.”

As his voice faded, Yuan Shun cut the connection.

And at Han Yi’s location, there was another change.

From within the colossal trunk of the great tree, a Taoist emerged, his aura pulsating with boundless vitality.

This Taoist was none other than the Great Tree Spirit, who had likewise achieved Tao. In Han Yi’s sensing, this being was no weaker than the Grand Martial Immortal Sovereign.

An Immortal Venerate.

And a senior-level Immortal Venerate at that.

And as the blood river churned, it began to solidify into a young man. With blood-colored hair and eyes, clad in a blood-red Tao Robe, he appeared hauntingly bizarre.

The young man stood upon the blood river as it roared underneath him.

This young man’s aura was also that of an Immortal Venerate, no less formidable than the Great Tree Spirit, another seasoned Immortal Venerate.

After the appearance of the Tree Spirit Taoist and the blood river young man.

Three silent figures materialized out of the nothingness on both sides and behind Han Yi.