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Chapter 1668 - Chapter 1668 Chapter 720 Nine Refinements of Ashes Frenzied

Chapter 1668: Chapter 720: Nine Refinements of Ashes, Frenzied Slaughter Chapter 1668: Chapter 720: Nine Refinements of Ashes, Frenzied Slaughter Standing in front of the High Tower, which was mostly concealed by the ashen mist and only a corner showing, Han Yi did not rashly approach but stood still.

He first carefully surveyed his surroundings and found that the thick mist obscured everything except the tower ahead; no other buildings were visible.

The dead silence around him rendered Han Yi’s presence somewhat strange, but inertia, formed over endless years, meant that even though he was the first visitor after an immeasurable amount of time, it was hard to spark any change.

After scanning the area, he turned his attention to the Dao Stele standing right in front of him.

The stele remained dark black and hadn’t undergone strange changes. If tossed by the roadside, it would seem like an abandoned stone, unlikely to draw the attention of cultivators.

But Han Yi knew the Dao Stele had changed because, at the very bottom line, the name he had inscribed was now followed by nearly ten characters.

[Han Yi, Tao Fruit, Battle Record, 5 victories, 0 defeats].

Moreover, the name he had carved at the front had been slightly adjusted, becoming more squared and reasonable.

Seeing this line of text eased his heart, and joy quickly followed.

“I bet correctly.”

“Indeed, using the Chongxuan Stele, one can cheat, assuming the identity of an Ashen Mountain cultivator. And having used that identity to pass the Reincarnation World’s assessments, I was not sent back to the starting position but arrived at a new place.”

“If I am not mistaken, the High Tower within that mist ahead must hold the true legacy of Ashen Mountain.”

Han Yi’s heart quaked. Even though he had already ascended the Tao Fruit, advanced to the Infinite mid-stage, the temptation still left him unsettled–for it was the legacy of a Daoist Domain Level overlord.

Besides his identity, he had never encountered such an overwhelmingly powerful legacy before–in fact, even the Yue Guang Divine Spear was just at the Divine Venerate Level inheritance, far from matching the Ashen Mountain legacy.

He steadied his mind and, once calm, began to extend his Tao Thought, probing first the new line of text on the Chongxuan Stele and then into its internal void space to examine the situation there.

But he discovered nothing unusual; the line on the outside seemed to be carved in a regular manner, and inside the void space, except for the ten Cave Heaven Worlds he had previously activated, everything remained a void. In that void, countless particles surely existed, but without activation, there was no connection between him and the particles.

This situation was not beyond his expectations. The stele was indeed mysterious, but his Realm was too low, and his probing was limited.

Next, he took the Dao Stele back into the Central Mansion Divine Aperture World. The stele was crucial–it related to whether he could leave the relic or obtain Ashen Mountain’s inheritance–thus, he could not afford to lose it.

After securing the Dao Stele, Han Yi once again took out the Yue Guang Divine Spear and began to walk forward.

In this relic, without any clear understanding of the situation, it was naturally best to defend himself with his most powerful weapon.

Holding the Yue Guang, Han Yi approached the High Tower; its gray-white walls were ancient and exceptionally simple, carrying a mysterious flow of Taoism on their surface.

Just at that moment, an ancient voice sounded from within the High Tower.

“Come in, fortunate little one.”

The voice was not loud, but it rang in Han Yi’s ears like a roaring Thunder Shock, startling his heart for a moment. His Divine Armor clanked, the dark golden light around his body retracted, ready to flee at any moment, and his Divine Force surged, prepared to immediately unleash the power of Yue Guang should anything amiss occur.

Protective instincts led him to make these moves subconsciously, but he himself did not panic and retreat. Instead, he slightly widened his stance, ready to better adapt to any changes.

But all was quiet around him, with no abnormality, as if the previous voice had been an Illusion of his paranoia. However, armed with the Wan Ming Tome and having been through so much, his mental toughness was as strong as one in the Outer Path Realm or even Unity Realm Stage; he certainly would not experience delusions.

Steadying himself, he could only guess that the owner of the voice was in no hurry–that voice had merely been a greeting and guidance.

In his estimation, this was the true legacy site of Ashen Mountain. The voice appearing here had to be related to Ashen Mountain’s inheritance. And considering the rules of the previous Reincarnation World that even a Heavenly Sovereign could not break and had to follow strictly, it was evident that some rules here, or some ‘spirits,’ remained terrifyingly powerful.

Thinking this, Han Yi instead grew calmer in his heart.

He walked to the base of the High Tower, pushed open the door, and entered. The door was not small, but with just a gentle push from him, it creaked slowly open.

The sound, as if from the pushing of a door in the Mortal World, made Han Yi let his guard down not one bit; he remained on full alert.

Inside, it was not dark, but rather filled with soft light, as clear as daylight.

The gentle glow issued from the walls on both sides. Looking up, Han Yi saw a Crystal Stone the size of a fist every hundred meters, emitting that soft light.

Han Yi took a cursory glance around, slightly startled, because all he saw was emptiness, devoid of any people or objects.

Then, the same ancient voice that had spoken earlier sounded once again.

“Stop searching; I do not have a physical form.”

Han Yi’s mind raced, and he instantly formed a conjecture, replying respectfully:

“Are you the Spirit of Ashen Mountain?”

The ancient voice spoke again, this time seemingly with a more complex emotion infused within it.