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Chapter 1659 - Chapter 1659 Chapter 715 The Majesty of Heavy Mystery Battle

Chapter 1659: Chapter 715: The Majesty of Heavy Mystery, Battle Again Outer Path_2 Chapter 1659: Chapter 715: The Majesty of Heavy Mystery, Battle Again Outer Path_2 On the other side,

Han Yi had scared away the Daoist Fruit Realm cultivator who tried to oppress him with his status. Not choosing to pursue, he held the Chongxuan Stele in his hand and turned to look at the Outer Path cultivator who was already not far behind him.

Naturally, even if he hadn’t been blocked earlier, under the heavy pressure of the stele, he was much slower than the Outer Path Realm cultivator. There was no escaping; if he wanted to keep this stele, it was clear a confrontation was required.

He had predicted this and was not surprised.

A figure suddenly stopped a few miles away from Han Yi, draped in a gray robe with a complexion like jade, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

“I am Elder Zhuang Ruyi, the seventh elder of the Emperor Xuan Sect.”

“Daoist, put down the stele, and I will let you leave safely.”

The newcomer looked at Han Yi, his language devoid of emotion. Though there was no sense of imperiousness, his attitude was indeed one of condescension.

Facing the Outer Path, Han Yi did not dare to be reckless. He hoisted the stele with both hands onto his shoulders and planted it upright on the ground.

Boom!

Cracks spread from the point where the stele landed toward all directions, opening up spider-web-like fissures on the ground.

“The stele is here, come and take it!”

Han Yi’s words were exceptionally concise.

The meaning of this sentence was clear: the item is right here; those who have the strength can come and take it, and those who don’t should step aside. He clearly wasn’t afraid of the Emperor Xuan Sect.

The seventh elder of the Emperor Xuan Sect, Zhuang Ruyi’s expression turned cold. His eyes, originally as cold as ice, now emitted an aura that could freeze a Divine Soul. This wasn’t just rhetoric; had these eyes been set upon a low-level Immortal, that Immortal’s soul would have long been ‘seen to death’.

He had spoken those few words to Han Yi because, though Han Yi’s strike hadn’t been directed at him, its overwhelming might, even from a distance, could be felt by him.

This Daoist Fruit Realm cultivator before him was no ordinary one.

If the other party had shown sensibility, he could have let him leave without further ado.

But Han Yi’s words showed no mercy, making it clear he was not easy to deal with.

Thus, Zhuang Ruyi no longer spoke. Instead, he drew a black pen from the Tao Realm. This pen was not his Outer Path Dharma but a high-level Taoist Tool he used routinely.

In his view, to deal with a Daoist Fruit Realm cultivator, a high-level Taoist Tool was enough to crush them. There was no need to use the Outer Path Dharma.

With the black pen in hand, he gently waved it, releasing black ink from the pen. Each drop of ink was like a Cave Heaven World, immensely heavy and carrying an energy of annihilation, bombarding towards Han Yi.

Not far ahead, Han Yi was not afraid. He didn’t use the stele again, but instead drew out the Feast Sacrifice Divine Axe.

Facing a Daoist Fruit Realm, he could use the stele to ‘bully,’ but against an Outer Path Realm, he had to take it seriously and commit fully. He hadn’t refined the stele, so in reality, the combat power it could exert wasn’t significant.

Additionally,

even if the stele was left in its place, given the surrounding Tao Realm, no one was strong enough to take it away, and he was not worried.

Holding the Feast Sacrifice, Han Yi swung it fiercely. In less than a ten thousandth of a moment, hundreds of axe lights swept across, interwoven into a dense mass of black Divine Light. The first five forms of the Feast Sacrifice Six Forms erupted at this moment.

The ink of the great pen that had been flourishing across space, when it met with the Divine Light of the Feast Sacrifice Six Forms, exploded into blackness, turning the Chaos Space into a black-dyed world.

Simultaneously, Han Yi’s body was radiant with Golden Light, the Infinite True Realm and Traceless Tao Skills stacked, bringing his speed to its ultimate at this moment.

Since escaping the fire near the Chaotic Ancient Immortal Tomb from the Outer Path Realm destroyer forty years ago, Han Yi had dedicated all his Tao Incarnations to cultivating the Divine Canons, thus advancing his Divine Cannons to a level close to the middle-tier Infinite.

Also, during these decades, he had significantly boosted his cultivation in the Infinite Realm, should he encounter the Outer Path Realm Destroyer by the fiery seas of yore, he would not be so passive.

Elder Zhuang Ruyi, holding a black brush, had a shocked expression on his face.

“Infinite Realm artifact, Chaos Divine Race, and moreover, an Innate Divine Clan member, it seems that the opponent must have traversed realms from the Ancestral God Domain.”

“Even if it’s the Chaos Divine Race, when they come to the domain of our Emperor Xuan Sect, they must bow down.”

Zhuang Ruyi, holding the brush, began to trace ancient runes in the Void. These runes, combined with his Taoist tool, possessed powerful sealing capabilities. The runes pushed forward but gradually disintegrated under the relentless bombardment of the Feast Sacrifice Divine Skill.

Now, Zhuang Ruyi’s expression turned even uglier.

Although he possessed an Outer Path Dharma, the unveiling of this Dharma escalated the magical duel to a life-or-death struggle. He was not worried about escalating the situation but feared the opponent might have more formidable measures. If his Outer Path Dharma were damaged, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Besides,

the stele had not shown anything miraculous. Although pulling up the stele by this Chaos Divine Race member caused quite a stir, it didn’t prove the stele was a noteworthy Unique Object, nor was it necessarily worth risking his life for.

Although he had his reservations, he couldn’t bear to let it drop just like that; after some thought, he decided to launch a powerful attack. If the opponent could withstand it, he would acknowledge the opponent’s combat power and status and pursue no further.

Thus, he put away the large brush, and in his eyes shimmering with cold light, two cyan beams of light flickered, darting out. These beams of light did not aim directly at Han Yi; rather, they coiled like two spiritually attuned dragons, twisting as they pressed towards Han Yi.

On the other side,

Han Yi performed the Feast Sacrifice Six Forms, shattering the black brush’s ink world, only to see the cyan light in the eyes of the Outer Path Realm cultivator flickering menacingly towards him, causing his face to turn solemn.

With his experience and insight, he could tell that these two cyan beams were the attack of the cultivator’s Outer Path Dharma, albeit not the Dharma body itself; hence, the attack had naturally less injury force.

Additionally, Han Yi couldn’t discern what the Outer Path Dharma actually was.

This, however, was not important.

The cyan light twisted towards him, golden light flared in his eyes, divine power burst forth all over his body as he raised his Divine Axe. In an even more ferocious manner, he wildly hurled beams of Divine Light.

Although these Divine Light beams were weaker in essence than the cyan light, they far surpassed it in quantity.

The Divine Light and cyan light collided, causing an earth-shattering vibration that forced the surrounding Tao Realm spectators to retreat because they could not withstand the aftershocks, which included another heavyweight from the Daoist Fruit Realm.

This Daoist Fruit Realm cultivator, also from the Emperor Xuan Sect and a clerk of the sect, watched the rolling waves of Destruction Dao Power with a horrified expression.

“That Daoist Fruit Realm cultivator could actually match Elder Zhuang blow for blow, their power and status perfectly matched, it’s terrifying to the extreme.”

“The most crucial aspect must be the opponent’s mastery of the Chaos Divine Race’s Infinite Divine Power.”

“Unfortunately, dual cultivation of both systems is tremendously difficult, consumes a lot of time, and breakthroughs are incredibly challenging, something beyond the abilities of ordinary people.”

In his view, moments later, the destructive waves gradually subsided, and Elder Zhuang’s presence unexpectedly turned and dashed deeper into the ruins, not continuing the battle with his foe.

Meanwhile, the other figure emitting golden divine power also withdrew the massive Divine Axe and painstakingly hoisted the dark-colored Taoist stele back onto his shoulder, then sprinted towards the exterior of the ruins.

The Daoist Fruit Realm cultivator of the Emperor Xuan Sect did not pursue, realizing that if even the sect’s Outer Path Elder could not manage the opponent, his pursuit would bear no fruits.

He indeed saw a few covert figures closely following the Divine Race’s path and shook his head, commenting, “Strange treasures tempt hearts, alas, easy to seize yet difficult to utilize.”

He retracted his gaze, constrained his Tao Thoughts, and continued heading deeper into the ruins.

His thoughts, quite similar to Zhuang Ruyi’s, judging from the surface, did not discern any specialty of the stele; a desperate battle wasn’t necessarily worth it, especially since the opponent’s combat power did not belong to the Outer Path and thus wasn’t excessively forceful.

In the midst of chaos, strength was the only way to make others reason.