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Chapter 1489 - Chapter 1489 Chapter 631 The Truth About Wan Ming Taking Over

Chapter 1489: Chapter 631: The Truth About Wan Ming, Taking Over Chapter 1489: Chapter 631: The Truth About Wan Ming, Taking Over Han Yi also knew that the cultivation technique practiced by Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign was completely different from his own, which was why he wanted his own technique.

Moreover.

Because of the cultivation technique, the Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign always lingered outside the legacy of the Wan Ming Tome, unable to enter.

Even in this Wan Ming space, he could only open the first page of the manifested Wan Ming Tome and manifest countless Wan Ming Incarnations on the first page, thereby controlling the incarnations.

On the other hand, Han Yi’s cultivation technique, when he was promoted from Nether Slave Chapter to Netherworld Soldier Chapter, greatly enhanced his control over the Wan Ming space. In fact, with just a thought, he could manipulate all the Qi of Wanming and even open the second page of the Wan Ming Tome.

This was a realization he had in the midst of darkness.

At this moment.

When various terrifying weapons formed by the Qi of Wanming bombarded him.

Han Yi merely thought.

“Stop!”

Suddenly, the entire space seemed to have the pause button pressed, the weapons condensed by Wan Ming, such as swords, axes, and hammers, abruptly stopped, motionless.

Only the Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign could move.

But he also subconsciously poured more Divine Soul Power, using the incomplete version of the Wan Ming Tome he obtained through sacrifice, trying to control the Qi of Wanming in this space and regain control.

But in an instant, his complexion dramatically changed.

“This, this is impossible.”

The voice screamed out, and the Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign also sensed the danger.

The moment he thought about it, he wanted to exit the Wan Ming space and return to the normal world.

But in an instant, as if fortune blessed his spirit, Han Yi reached out his hand, made a gentle gesture forward, and saw the consciousness of the Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign, who had just retreated halfway, being stuffed back into the incarnation formed by the Qi of Wanming. Subsequently, this incarnation rapidly shrank and flew backwards towards Han Yi, caught in his hand.

At this moment, the heart of Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign was terrified, even chilled to the bone.

He subconsciously wanted to self-destruct, knowing that if he self-destructed here, he could resurrect from other Wan Ming Incarnations in the outside world and recultivate to Extreme Immortal Sovereign, which wasn’t difficult.

But to his despair, even self-destruction was impossible.

Life and death were controlled by another.

This moment.

He finally experienced the helplessness of a Wan Ming Incarnation.

And Han Yi, who had caught him, appeared contemplative.

From Nether Slave to Netherworld Soldier, Han Yi found that he and this space finally had some coherence. It was precisely because of this coherence that he could control the Qi of Wanming, preventing the Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign from exiting or even self-destructing.

This didn’t mean Han Yi was now the master of this space; he was still far from that realm.

However, from the current situation, his authority in this place was much stronger than that of the Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign.

And this was only his initial entry into the Netherworld Soldier, corresponding only to the True Immortal Chapter.

This further highlighted the immense difficulty of cultivating through the Wan Ming Tome, beyond imagination.

And it also showed how terrifying the panel directly derived from the Wan Ming Tome was.

This was definitely a mysterious existence that surpassed Supreme Treasure.

“Han Yi, let me go, and I will reveal the secrets of the Wan Ming Tome to you.”

“The Wan Ming Tome is a Heavenly Venerate Treasure; possessing it, you could instantly become a powerful entity in Chaos.”

“Even if you kill me, you won’t be able to fully control this Supreme Treasure.”

The Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign calmed down and said solemnly.

Although caught by Han Yi and unable to escape, he now had two hopes: one was that Han Yi would let him go; the other was for Han Yi to quickly kill him.

He preferred the latter. As long as he was killed, he could be resurrected in the outside world with the help of a Wan Ming Incarnation.

Beyond these two hopes, the last thing he wanted was for Han Yi to trap him here forever, severing his connection with the other Wan Ming Incarnations.

So, he needed to make Han Yi make a decision quickly without deep thought.

The more he urged Han Yi to release him, the more likely it was to provoke Han Yi to kill him.

But the Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign clearly underestimated Han Yi’s experience and mentality.

Han Yi didn’t heed the words of the Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign, but began to think differently about his current status.

He could sense the deep-seated fear in the Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign’s heart, a fear so deeply hidden that it would have been impossible to detect in the outside world. But here, it was like he had opened a third eye, seeing many things at the level of consciousness.

“Kill me, quickly kill me.”

It was as though he could hear the thoughts deep within the Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign’s heart.

He shifted his gaze toward the countless motionless black shadows on the first page of the Wan Ming Tome; these shadows, silent here, each represented a Wan Ming Incarnation.

At that moment.

As his gaze fell on one of the shadows, he seemed to link to an Immortal in the Immortal Realm; the life of this Immortal unfolded before him, with nothing hidden, and it seemed that in just a moment, he could decide this Immortal’s life and death, or even resurrect in his place.

“This is… the ability of the Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign.”

“To break through to Netherworld Soldier and directly surpass the Wan Ming Immortal Sovereign, possessing all his abilities.”

“Truly… miraculous.”

Han Yi’s gaze moved downward, landing on the ancient tome below him; with a thought, the tome began to slowly open.

The second page of the ancient tome was not just a simple title page, but as it opened, it was like a world that had been silent for countless millennia slowly unfolding.

But just as it halfway opened, Han Yi found an unstoppable force pressing the opened page back down.

Suddenly.

An ancient, hoarse voice resounded in his mind.

“You are too weak.”