mtl008 Chapter 1012 Helplessness (2)
Chapter 1012 Helplessness (2)
"There's no such thing as a free lunch... So it really was a trap after all..."
In the library.
Faced with the benefits that Granny Tree offered to her, the Book of Spirits...
Han Yi was not blinded by greed and had no doubts.
But in the end, they decided to proceed with the soul-stealing ritual from the Book of Spirits.
It was a last resort.
after all.
He can't stay in the evil realm forever.
perhaps.
With Han Yi's talent and the support of such a powerful elder as Yunshui Shangren, his future life may not be worse than his days in the North, and may even be more comfortable.
Here.
There is no Demon Saint Palace, and the Yuanmiao Sect is superior to him.
After all, Master Yunshui is already the strongest cultivator in this world.
just.
Han Yi's many ties and past are all in the North.
Therefore, although this place is good, it is not a long-term solution.
Since he was going to have to go back eventually, Han Yi couldn't help but be anxious about it.
He didn't know the ratio of time flow between the Evil Realm and the Northern World.
In case the time difference between the two worlds is too large.
One day here, a year has passed there...
If one were to cultivate slowly and gradually, wouldn't it take forever?
By the time he got back, the daylily buds were all cold.
To know.
The demonic calamity in the Central Plains was still raging, and Zhong Han and her group had not yet successfully arrived at the school.
At such a crucial juncture, there is no time to waste.
They wanted to return to the North as soon as possible.
Han Yi needs to accomplish two things as soon as possible.
One option is to enhance one's own strength, whether it's to restore one's physical body or to follow the path of those who disrupt the senses and seize the spirit. White cat, tabby cat—any cat that can improve one's strength is a good cat.
Secondly, while increasing our strength and ensuring the safety of our lives, we should try to find ways to return to our former glory.
Evil Heart Realm, Northland.
Han Yuan, Han Yi.
Han Yi was able to come to this world through some unseen connection.
This suggests that there are definitely some secrets he is unaware of.
And what Han Yi is doing at this moment.
That's what we're trying to find the answer to this question.
A rare seriousness appeared on Han Yi's face.
He carefully examined his surroundings.
Look around.
The surfaces of most things around were covered with a faint blue light, like slowly rippling water, dreamlike and strange.
Han Yi took a slight sniff of the scent in the air, his divine sense permeating the surroundings as he carefully sensed the changes around him.
The ground was also a bright blue, with thick gravel like a carpet. Walking on it felt like stepping on cotton, leaving a deep indentation.
"Illusion...water...is it a transformation through water...?" Han Yi thought of the name Illusionary Water Spirit and made a guess.
There are no titles without a reason in this world.
Illusory Water, Illusory Water.
You can tell from the name.
It should be related to illusion and water.
The butterflies that flutter slowly in the sky can be seen with the naked eye, but their existence is completely imperceptible to the soul.
This precisely illustrates that everything around us is mostly an illusion.
Since he couldn't get out for the time being, Han Yi didn't hesitate and strode forward.
at this point.
He was inexplicably pulled into the sacred land, and he refused to believe it was an accident.
The deeper you go, the more you realize the importance of exploring.
The environment also changes accordingly.
Huge square stones appeared before us.
Each stone is at least ten meters tall, shimmering with blue light. Hundreds or even thousands of these boulders are arranged together to form a vast blue stone forest.
The stones are scattered haphazardly, like a complex maze, and with the dazzling blue light, you can easily get lost and completely lost if you walk through it.
"This is......"
A look of seriousness also appeared on Han Yi's face.
He wasn't worried about getting lost, even though he had a terrible sense of direction.
The point is.
Go further in.
A faint sense of familiarity slowly rose in his heart.
“This aura…”
Han Yi instantly recognized where the sense of familiarity came from.
This breath.
It emanated an aura extremely similar to that of the severed arm of the Demon Lord that he had come into contact with in the forbidden area of Shouyi Temple.
Or.
It was the aura emanating from that severed arm that was similar to the aura within the spiritual land at this moment.
The aura belonging to the Demon Lord's demonic essence.
we can even say.
The aura that Han Yi sensed was even deeper, more vast, and more malevolent.
"In other words..." His eyes suddenly opened.
no doubt.
Currently, his physical body is only close to the level of the Demon Lord, not truly reached it, so he could not possibly be a match for the Demon Lord.
Then it's even less likely that they could be the opponent of the source of this aura.
"The level of the Guardian Spirit above the Demon Lord..." Han Yi frowned.
Things seemed to have developed in a way that exceeded his expectations.
He originally thought...
The overall strength of the Evil Heart Realm is not very strong.
at this point.
Han Yi learned this from Yunshui Shangren.
If he had a conflict with this nominal master.
Nothing else is needed.
He used the internal energy guiding method he had just developed, along with this physical body that was at most at the peak of the mortal realm.
A sudden, close-range attack also has a high probability of succeeding in a surprise attack.
Yunshui Shangren can be considered one of the strongest cultivators in this world. If he can perform like this, then one can imagine how the others are.
Being too physically weak is the biggest drawback.
But what Han Yi didn't expect was...
The guardian spirits within the sacred land are terrifyingly powerful, likely at least at the level of a Demon Lord. Otherwise, the aura emanating from them wouldn't exhibit such unusual characteristics.
But then he thought about it.
The power of belief.
When you encounter such an irrational, idealistic force, all the unexpected events that defy common sense seem to become perfectly natural.
As Han Yi walked, his thoughts raced, his mind filled with vigilance, and a sense of apprehension gradually arose within him.
If someone could see into his physical body.
You will then find that his true form has opened his eyes and is holding the Shuttle Sword, ready to activate it at any moment.
The profound aura vanished in a flash.
Before Han Yi could react...
The sinister and chilling aura suddenly changed.
Slowly.
A sacred and pure aura appeared silently in the stone forest.
If the aura that had just been lingering was full of violence and cruelty, then the aura that appeared now was sacred and warm.
"..."
Han Yi frowned; this sudden change left him somewhat bewildered.
The reason why the word "illusion" appears in the four characters "幻水真灵" is not because of illusion magic, but because of its unpredictable nature.
Da... Da... Da...
The crisp footsteps echoed one after another, and it was unclear how long they had been walking.
We finally left the Stone Forest.
What was presented to Han Yi.
It is a Gothic castle made of black and white.
Black horns rose and fell, pointing straight to the sky, and rows of raven statues stood atop the castle, their eyes all bloodshot.
The castle gates were open.
A road covered with a red carpet was revealed behind it.
A huge blue shield completely covered the castle.
Seen from afar.
It looks like an upside-down blue bowl.
Han Yi hesitated for a moment.
I took a few steps forward and gently touched the protective shield.
My finger slipped through it lightly, and nothing seemed amiss.
It seems that the blue shield only prevents things inside from coming out, but does not prevent outside things from entering.
Han Yi remained silent for a moment.
Take a step forward and stride confidently onto the red carpet.
boom!
In an instant.
A ethereal and vast chanting arose, and tiny red petals began to drift in the air.
As countless people sang an unknown hymn, the petals tumbled and fluttered in harmony, drifting over Han Yi's head and piling up layer upon layer of flower sea on both sides of the red carpet.
The end of the red carpet.
It is a large hall, as spacious as a plaza.
A man has his back to the door.
He was dressed in a white tailcoat and a black top hat, holding a gentleman's cane in one hand and paint on an easel in the other.
"After all these years... finally, another person with both physical and mental strength has entered..." The man, though his back was to Han Yi, seemed to have expected this, and his voice rang directly in Han Yi's ear.
"Who are you?" Han Yi asked warily, standing at a distance, ready to activate the teleportation sword at any moment.
This can't be the Water Spirit.
Or.
This can't be a guardian spirit!
"Who?" The man smiled slightly. "Just a loser. A loser sealed here for countless years."
The language he used was strange, as if his voice contained countless overlapping harmonies, mixed with syllables from all the languages Lu Sheng knew, yet strangely, it was still understandable. It wasn't simply a transmission of mental energy vibrations.
"You let me in because there's something you want me to do?" Han Yi asked calmly. He didn't think this unfathomable man would let him in for no reason.
"Can't I come in if I don't have something to do?" The man slowly turned around, revealing a face covered in colorful paint.
Black, white, red, green, blue...
It seems that any color in the world can be found on this face.
But if you look closely...
But you can only see one color.
“I see it…” The man’s lips curled up slightly, revealing a soft, strange smile, and the paint on his face began to swirl slowly like a vortex.
"A lot of blue... a little red... plus a touch of black... that makes up your soul... am I right, little demon?"
"Who exactly are you?" Han Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he prepared to back away and leave.
"Don't worry. If you weren't a Heavenly Demon, you wouldn't have gotten here either," the man smiled. "So this is fate, isn't it? By the way, if you want to leave this world using that artifact in your hand that doesn't conceal spatial fluctuations... I suggest you don't do it."
He seemed to have seen Han Yi's true form at a glance and offered suggestions in a friendly manner.
"Why?" Han Yi naturally did not believe that the other party was genuinely showing goodwill. However, the other party was obviously much stronger, and had not made a move for so long, yet had gone to great lengths to lure him in. There must be another purpose behind it.
“Because, this is... the world they are watching…” The man simply mouthed the words and pointed to the sky.
A subtle ripple spread.
Han Yi immediately understood.
The "they" here refers to Outer Gods.
"This... is actually a world belonging to the gods..."
For a while.
Han Yi's feelings became inexplicably complicated. He had fallen to this point entirely thanks to the Outer God. Even after his own escape, he still couldn't escape the Outer God's grasp.
He even ran headfirst into it.