bestfiction Chapter 999 A New World (1)
Chapter 999 A New World (1)
The vast, cruel, and silent starry sky.
Countless magnificent celestial bodies slowly rotated, generating layers of gravitational vibrations that radiated outwards.
Within the neon-like halo, a silver-white magic sword suddenly shot out, leaping straight forward like a ray of light.
The instant the silver-white magic sword leaped out, a large, cold, and merciless dark shadow followed closely behind, transforming at an even faster speed into a tentacle comparable in size to a mountain.
The difference in their body sizes is enormous.
The difference in size is much greater than that between an ant and a giant elephant.
of course.
The silvery-white protective shield, placed in the boundless universe, would at most be considered an insignificant speck of dust.
The mountain-like black tentacles are essentially just slightly larger black lines.
Chi!
The black lines suddenly expanded, like a fishing net slowly spreading across the water, instantly covering the silver dust.
The silver shield on the magic sword darkened and thinned at a visible speed, and was about to disappear in an instant.
boom! ! !
At this moment, on the distant horizon.
A massive golden torrent, moving at speeds exceeding the speed of light, roared and surged forward.
The star shattered, and space trembled.
The entire universe trembled violently under the influence of the golden torrent.
boom!
The golden light struck the tentacle hard.
puff......
Like the water stains on the ground at noon during the hottest days of summer.
The tentacles vanished instantly upon impact with the golden light, and the magic sword that had been encased was freed, continuing to approach the direction from which the golden torrent was coming.
But it seems that too much energy was consumed in that instant of collision.
The magic sword struggled to travel at high speed in the distance, but halfway there it seemed to lose power and tilted its head and fell downwards.
The magic sword, which should have returned to the North, helplessly crashed through a dark starlight rift and vanished into the endless turbulence.
After a while.
A phantom figure, enveloped in a golden torrent, hurried over.
If Han Yi were still alive.
You will find out.
The aura of divine soul emanating from this phantom seemed somewhat familiar.
Countless golden particles converged, vaguely forming the figure of a short old man.
After a prolonged and fruitless search.
The golden figure could only sigh and leave helplessly.
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Boo!
In the afterglow of the setting sun.
A flock of red-crowned cranes with black beaks and pure white bodies soared freely in the sky.
A series of clear, crisp calls rose into the sky and echoed among the towering peaks and steep cliffs.
The setting sun slanted further.
Golden rays of light fell.
It shines down on the world like golden light.
"This world..."
Han Yi stood on the mountain peak, gazing into the distance.
“Pure…clean…what a peaceful and tranquil world…if you only look at it on the surface…” He squinted slightly, feeling the warmth on his face, and a strange expression appeared on his face.
This world is very pure.
The purity here does not mean spotless or clean in a physical sense.
Instead, there was no messy or chaotic atmosphere.
There is no demonic energy.
There is no evil spirit.
of course.
There is also no external energy available for mobilization and absorption.
It's like a vast desert, with golden sand stretching as far as the eye can see.
It's clean and there's no danger.
This was a small consolation for Han Yi, who had just narrowly escaped from the clutches of the Outer Gods.
Just a little bit.
It really was just a tiny difference.
Even now, Han Yi is still somewhat shaken when he thinks back on it.
He never expected that after activating the life-saving sword given to him by Lian Chengzi, he would still be caught up by that tentacle.
Outer Gods...
What does it look like? What shape? What level?
Although Lian Chengzi's statement was vague.
But Han Yi could also vaguely discern from the other party's words.
The Outer Gods are supreme beings far more powerful than the Holy Lords, requiring the combined efforts of several Holy Lords to contend with them.
The Holy Lord, also known as the Demon Saint, corresponds to the Demon Lord level of the Demon Race.
Han Yi's strongest cultivation path at present is his physical body, which follows an extreme strengthening path, absorbing the boundless energy from the outside world to increase the infinite strength of his physical body.
This is the path of the Primordial Body.
It's somewhat similar to fighting the demons purely with their physical bodies.
this path.
Han Yi has reached his limit.
But he is only equivalent to the level of a top-level demon king, and is still a long way from the level of a demon lord or a demon saint, not to mention the outer gods who are even higher.
therefore.
If they are not able to escape in time.
Han Yi was entangled by the tentacles, just like piloting a canoe into the deepest, most dangerous, and most terrifying depths of the sea, with absolutely no chance of survival.
In the blink of an eye.
Han Yi thought about it a lot.
He was prepared to face death.
And he ultimately decided to use his cheat-like talent to forcibly absorb the surrounding energy, even if it would attract the attention of unknown and powerful beings, he would not hesitate to put up a final resistance.
Fortunately.
The anticipated scene of despair did not materialize.
The Demon Saint Palace... still discovered the anomaly and took timely action.
The immense energy contained within that golden torrent...
No wonder they have the right to stand on equal footing with the Outer Gods and to be enemies with them.
I am afraid.
This is the true trump card that the Demon Saint Palace rarely reveals.
but.
Han Yi survived.
The worst outcome did not occur.
But the situation is not optimistic.
he's lost.
to be exact.
It was as if we had arrived in an unknown world.
The energy that powered the magic sword was exhausted, and after drifting in the dark starry sky for an unknown period of time, it finally arrived in this world under the influence of a mysterious gravitational force.
The realm of evil spirits.
This is Han Yi's naming of this world based on his memories of his predecessor.
Yes.
He traveled through time again.
But it's not a complete time travel.
Han Yi's current state is very strange.
The physical body was severely damaged, and the heart that was originally beating was replaced by the silver light of the magic sword.
in other words.
His physical body seemed to be protected by an extra layer of armor made of flesh and blood.
Each time the miniaturized body twitches, it undergoes a blood circulation.
The two bodies are constantly exchanging information at the level of bodily fluids, cells, and even genes, without any barriers whatsoever.
The soul belonging to this body was easily devoured by Han Yi's divine soul the instant they made contact.
And unlike in the past, it devours the souls of other intelligent beings.
This time, the soul absorption produced absolutely no impurities.
It's as if the two were born together, merging into one naturally.
Han Yi's spiritual strength also increased dramatically as a result.
It was even far greater than the Nangong Ling he had devoured before.
To know.
Nangong Ling is a genuine master at the Tongxuan level.
The body's predecessor... was clearly an ordinary person!
Based on the absorbed memories.
The owner of this body also had the surname Han, and his name was Han Yuan. He also had a younger sister named Han Yue.
Han Yuan was only seventeen or eighteen years old. His personality was similar to his own: calm, composed, and dignified. His family was quite wealthy, making him a legitimate young master.
If that's all there is to it, then he's no different from any other rich kid, and not worth mentioning.
The key is.
Han Yuansheng was born with an exceptionally handsome appearance.
The river flowed quietly not far away.
It faintly reveals the appearance of a handsome young man.
With rosy lips and white teeth, a face as beautiful as jade, and an impeccable demeanor, she possessed an ethereal and otherworldly air that was impossible to ignore. Just one glance was enough to evoke an urge to get close to her.
Compared to Han Yi, whose appearance was at most that of an average person, she was far superior.
That's why.
Han Yuan was chosen by the Illusionary Water Palace and came to Liuxia Mountain to begin his journey of seeking the Dao.
The Illusionary Water Palace is a well-known force in the Evil Heart Realm.
Han Yuan learned from his memories that this world had no imperial court or country, at most some martial arts practitioners.
Each region was assigned to a different faction based on their relative strength.
Everything within the area is under the control of the respective faction.
In other words.
As a formal disciple of the Illusionary Water Palace, Han Yuan would be the person with the highest status and power once he returned to the county where his family was located.
Under this management model
The people were able to live in peace and prosperity, and never encountered any major disasters.
Aside from occasional conflicts between factions, they are actually much happier than the people under the rule of the North.
Even conflicts between factions will be confined to cultivators and will not affect ordinary people at all.
This is completely unimaginable in a world where extraordinary paths exist.
Han Yi had a vague feeling that something was strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.
What puzzled him most was...
This place is clearly devoid of energy, extremely thin.
There are cultivators here?!
The more Han Yi's thoughts wandered, the more he felt the strangeness of this world.
His style of doing things has always been to plan carefully before acting, and he will not act rashly before obtaining sufficient intelligence.
Before me lies a beautiful scene: surrounded by lush, verdant mountains, with flowing streams, bridges, and the calls of cranes.
This world appears calm and peaceful on the surface.
There may also be many dangers.
With his physical body still recovering from its injuries and his soul restricted, he was temporarily unable to leave.
Be careful.
This is currently the safest approach.
At least.
You also have to wait until the cooldown of the Shuttle Sword is over.
Han Yuan.
No.
Han Yi slowly turned around and walked towards the water-blue palace that was faintly visible in the mountains and forests.
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"The Heart Sutra... in three stages?!"
In the hexagonal square, a huge piece of white jade rose with a three-inch red light, immediately drawing gasps of amazement from the surrounding crowd.
"As expected of Senior Brother Xiao Teng, he has only had the Heart Sutra for a few days and has already entered the third stage. I think the future of the sect depends entirely on Senior Brother Xiao."
Among the crowd, some people offered compliments.
"That's right, that's right. Senior Brother Xiao, are you free tonight? I'm not very talented, but I have quite a bit of wealth. Why don't you come down the mountain for a meal, so we can share in the joy?" someone chimed in.
"I heard that Senior Brother Xiao is from Shengyang County. I'm from the same hometown as you, Senior Brother. Don't forget us." Someone quickly stepped forward to curry favor.
Right in the middle of the crowd.
A handsome and tall man, listening to the praise around him, couldn't help but feel a little flattered and was just about to say a few polite words.
Suddenly, his expression turned cold, and he stared in one direction without saying a word.