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Chapter 1788 - Chapter 1788 Chapter 779 Ancient City Fragments Tao Spirit

Chapter 1788: Chapter 779: Ancient City Fragments, Tao Spirit Consensus_2 Chapter 1788: Chapter 779: Ancient City Fragments, Tao Spirit Consensus_2 In actuality,

the Wan Ming Tome in this space was not on Han Yi’s person, but rather in the distant Ancient Great World. Even the boundary wall of the Tao Domain could not isolate such a powerful Supreme Treasure.

When his thoughts rested upon the Wan Ming Tome, it conveyed an idea, after which the trembling ancient book began to gradually calm down.

The idea transmitted by the Wan Ming Tome was a peculiar frequency, a string of special syllables of Dao Language. It enabled Han Yi to awaken the dilapidated Wanming City before him with these incantations.

Han Yi had no objections.

After he comprehended this sound, he stepped onto a fragment of the ancient city, which was broken down to a single corner.

Within the debris of the ancient city, there was not a single piece of architecture remaining; all structures had been destroyed in that battle, leaving behind merely a skeletal frame of the old city.

Han Yi couldn’t discern the material of the black, mottled city walls. As he knelt to touch them, he felt only a cold chill.

He did not test the hardness of the city because it would be too disrespectful and wholly unnecessary. Any part of the ancient city that survived that battle without being turned to dust, albeit ruined, must surely be comparable to the most peak Ancient Artifacts with respect to its material.

Han Yi did not immediately awaken the ancient city with Dao sounds, but rather walked around it once. However, wherever he went, it was utterly empty, possessing no ordinary materials, just the skeleton of the city.

Returning to the top of the ancient city walls, he began to chant the Dao Language in a low murmur, mysterious rhythms emanating from his lips, falling upon the ancient city. The undulation and frequency of this chanting were ever-changing and extremely complex.

As the Dao Language resounded, the ancient city at his feet began to sprout a hint of Spiritual Nature. Initially, this essence was youthful and vague, but as time progressed, it grew stronger and began to recover its original will from its confusion.

Han Yi chanted softly for two years before he stopped.

These two years were not long compared to the time it takes to refine an Ancient Artifact, which would certainly exceed this duration.

Below his feet, the spirits of the ancient city, over two years’ time, had already congealed into a hazy Phantom. This figure’s features were indistinct, but the sheer depth of murderous intent it radiated startled even Han Yi.

This Phantom with indiscernible features looked up at the sky, and Han Yi could feel a powerful aura surge skyward.

“Where is this place?”

“I still exist.”

“Indeed, in this battle, Wanming City must win.”

The Phantom lowered its head to look at Han Yi. Although Han Yi could not see its features, he could feel its ‘gaze’ resting upon him.

“Eh, how come you carry the scent of the master?”

“I don’t remember the Wanming Daoist including you.”

Just as Han Yi was about to respond, he felt within himself the Phantom of the Wan Ming Tome quiver slightly and an idea passed through his body and entered the Phantom on the ancient city walls.

The Phantom trembled slightly. As its form, which had not been solid, began to disperse and then reassemble, a deep roar ensued.

“No, impossible, absolutely impossible.”

“How could Wanming City be destroyed?”

“The seven sub-cities, three hundred domain cities, ninety thousand Cave Heavens. Wanming City dominating a domain, its ascent imminent, how could it possibly fall in one stroke?”

Han Yi watched silently, saying nothing.

A full thirty minutes passed before the Phantom gradually calmed down from its rage. It ‘looked’ at the ruins of the city below and then, the Phantom’s gaze once again fell on Han Yi.

“So, you are my new master?”

“Weak, too weak. With such frailty, I could blow you away with a single breath.”

“How long must I wait to regain my peak state?”

The Wan Ming Tome within Han Yi’s mind vibrated again, and the Phantom above the ruins ceased speaking, giving a light snort before merging back into the fragments of the ancient city below.

Then, to Han Yi’s slight amazement, the ruins of the city, which could rival an Immortal Domain in size, began to shrink slowly, diminishing to the size of a palm before whooshing into the space between Han Yi’s eyebrows and entering the Wanming Space.

Han Yi did not resist, instead following it with his consciousness into the Wanming Space.

He saw the piece of Wanming City land not far from the Wan Ming Tome, and the Qi of Wanming above the tome began to be drawn in large parts towards the city ruins.

It seemed that the Wan Ming Tome was using its own power to nurture the Wanming City ruins.

Han Yi’s thoughts withdrew.

He could see that the words of the Wan Ming Tome were akin to a sacred edict for Wanming City. As long as he controlled the Tome, he would surely be able to control Wanming City.

Moreover, the space where the Wan Ming Tome resided was neither in the Tao Realm nor in the Divine Aperture World, but in a special space within his body, opened up through the cultivation of the Wan Ming Tome.

If it were just the Wan Ming Tome, he wouldn’t worry, for the space created by cultivating the Wan Ming legacy was closely related to him and wouldn’t pose any problems.

But now there was an additional Wanming City, although it was a broken relic. From the situation just now, this city was not a peaceful entity.

With a single thought from Han Yi, the Wanming Space was peeled away from the many Tao Skills spaces and moved near a vast and empty Divine Aperture World. If there were any issues, he could at any time allow the Divine Aperture World to enter the Wanming Space and imprison the Wan Ming Tome.

After ensuring this, he stood in contemplation for a moment.

From the situation just now, at this stage, even if he had obtained the fragments of Wanming City, he wouldn’t be able to command it.

Moreover,

Even if he could command it, he would be extremely cautious because revealing the ancient city relics would indicate an unusual relationship with Wanming City.

And the enemies of Wanming City were powerful forces at the Overlord Level in the Tao Realm, such as the Ancient Xuan Dao Sect.

If discovered, he had no doubt that Heavenly Sovereigns, especially the strong ones among them, would come to investigate. Even the master of the Ancient Xuan Dao Sect might come in person.

Only the Ancient Xuan Dao Sect knew that the Wanming Inheritor who obtained the Wan Ming Tome, if desperate, could madly pledge to the Wan Ming Incarnation and attract a band of diehard followers in the world.

The property of the Wan Ming Tome, like a chain virus, could spread wildly.

If not contained, it would inevitably cause a catastrophe, and even if it were finally extinguished, it would cause great impact and damage to one’s Dao lineage.

This was advice from experience.

Therefore, unless it was a matter of life and death, Han Yi would not use Wanming City, even the fragments.

He felt a slight regret.

He had initially thought that he would gain the heritage of Wanming City and strengthen his combat power, but in the end, he only obtained the broken ruins of the ancient city, and the spiritual nature of the relic seemed to disdain him.

It did not apparently enhance his current combat power.

He quickly suppressed this emotion, calmed his mood, and then moved toward the first place he and Li Qiankun had entered.

With one year remaining from the three-year period, Han Yi had not given up seeking other inheritances, but could no longer delve deeper.

As he fled outward, he searched for inheritances in various forms, attempting to step onto them and acquire a legacy that could further enhance his combat power or foundation.

However, much to his regret.

The inheritances he came across were either unsuitable for him or difficult to attain with the cultivation of Tao Realm or Infinite Realm.

For him now, the Half-Step Transcendence inheritances were still too much of a strain.

In one of the inheritances, Han Yi felt the Divine Force within his body flowing faster and starting to surge uncontrollably.

He was shocked inside.

“This inheritance actually comes from a member of the Chaos Divine Race.”

Naturally, only the presence of the Divine Clan could trigger fluctuations in his Divine Force.

But to Han Yi’s surprise, if it was a Half-Step Transcendence member of the Divine Clan from the Ancestral God Star, they should have been taken away by the Ancestral God Star and buried there, not left here.

After all, the master of Ancestral God Star, the Ancestral God, was a Transcendent One.

Han Yi had heard from Li Qiankun that as long as the Chaos Realm was indestructible, Transcendent Ones would also be eternal, meaning the Ancestral God was still alive.

Unless, this Half-Step Transcendence being who achieved Dao through the Divine Clan, did not come from the Ancestral God Star.

Yet, Han Yi had an intuition that the Divine Clan entity here should also be from the Ancestral God Star.

If so, it meant that gathering all Half-Step Transcendence inheritances in one place, buried in a Dao monument, was not just the idea of one or a few Half-Step Transcendents, but even the Ancestral God, the true Transcendent One, agreed.

Expanding his perspective even further, this was likely a consensus among the strongest in the Taoist Spirit Chaos World.