I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 469: Chapter 244: Demon Luo Immortal Road, Ancient Shu Calamity

Han Yi’s face showed horror, but he was hidden among the Heavenly Demon Kings and hadn’t been discovered. He kept his head down as the surging, deep Demon Energy around him concealed his slight change, remaining undetected. “Is this a trap?”

Han Yi speculated with alarm.

Based on Han Yi’s previous conjecture, and information gleaned from Shi Heng’s memory and the memories of the Heavenly Demon Kings, Han Yi had mostly guessed that the demon cave incident was related to the Fragrance Sect.

So what was the intention of Star River Monarch, who appeared on the periphery and seemed to be here to exterminate the Heavenly Demons?

If National Guardian Duke was indeed the leader of the Fragrance Sect, were the seven major guardians of the Fragrance Sect inside the demon cave? Even amongst the floating Monarchs surrounding them?

With this thought, Han Yi didn’t dare to think further, and quietly awaited the change. If a sudden change occurred, he would quickly escape amidst the chaos.

Back to the scene, the cultivator who was sitting in the middle, wearing a black robe and resembling the National Guardian Duke slowly stood up. A hoarse voice then slowly came from his mouth.

“Pang Wan hasn’t arrived?”

“You can’t stop me.”

As the voice fell, the eyes of Duke Dingguo Pang Yue, who held a purple sword in the void, widened slightly, observing what was happening below. His tone was gentle but not lacking the severity appropriate for confronting an enemy.

“The Daqian Immortal Sword granted by the Emperor is as good as the presence of the Emperor himself.”

“Pang Cheng, you know your crime.”

As the words fell, the figure in the black robe began to laugh wildly, the laughter growing louder and louder, so much so that even the nearby Heavenly Demon Kings could hardly bear it and burst apart with a bang.

The surviving Heavenly Demon Kings were not afraid, but instead became more ferocious. Han Yi’s head shook as his Divine Soul turned into a tower, and within his Spirit Sea, the Golden Core trembled and the half-crystallinc mana at the bottom of his Spirit Sea spread out turbulently.

He was horrified but didn’t dare to move an inch. He also didn’t want to attract the attention of other demons or cultivators.

“Know my crime?”

“What crime?”

“Pang Wan first usurped power, then blocked the Immortal Road, and now practices the art of nurturing Gu.”

“Today, 1 establish the Earth Devil Nation on the ground, and none of you can stop me – not even if Pang Wan himself were to arrive.”

Just at this moment.

The bald giant wielding a pitch-black huge knife, raised his eyes and was filled with murderous intent.

“Why waste time with such nonsense.”

“Let’s first see if I can survive a single strike.”

As Lord Seven Killings finished speaking, the black long knife in his hand suddenly slashed down. A beam of sword light suddenly shone, tearing through the demon cave space and exploding violently, falling towards the many Heavenly Demons sitting in the void. The first to be targeted was the National Guardian Duke Pang Cheng.

Amidst the Heavenly Demons floating in the void, Han Yi was shocked when he heard the first sentence spoken by the National Guardian Duke.

Daqian Emperor, Pang Wan, that was one of the most powerful cultivators standing in the Yu Heng World, how could they be so simple? He managed to establish Daqian, embark on the Human Emperor’s path, and compete with the Daqin Emperor.

And at this moment, the National Guardian Duke dared to call out Pang Wan’s name directly. When it comes to great power, calling out one’s name directly can be detected even from a great distance. Moreover, Duke Dingguo Pang Yue had already arrived at this place, and the Daqian Emperor’s gaze must be secretly watching the demon cave.

Getting involved in the struggle of great power, even on the fringes, was a certain path to death for Han Yi.

Just then.

As Lord Seven Killing’s blade fell, the blade light shattered space. Although Han Yi didn’t dare to look up at this moment, he could still sense the force of a world under this blow, pressing down on him horizontally.

This was the world of the Dao of the blade, the origin of the blade, the realm of the blade, and the surrounding Demon Energy was instantly annihilated under this blow, turning into nothingness.

Han Yi didn’t even dare to probe with a trace of his divine sense, not being at the core of the fallen sword light, and not even within the range of its radiation. He was on the outermost edge, but he could still feel a deadly threat rising in his heart.

Death was certain.

Absolutely certain.

This blow seemed to pull him back to when he was in the Qi Cultivation Stage participating in the Stars Sea Demon Slaying Convention. He had only looked up at Lord Seven Killings for a moment, and he almost lost control of his heart, becoming a puppet consumed with killing intent.

It had been 40 years, and he had broken through to the Golden Core and became a True Person. In front of the Dao Monarch, he was no different from the Qi Cultivation Stage.

This was Spirit Transformation – the Dao Monarch.

As his thoughts raced, he couldn’t do anything, and as a sense of powerlessness just surfaced, the National Guard Palace emerged above the National Guardian Duke who stood up under the falling sword light.

The National Guard Palace.

But the palace at this moment was different from what Han Yi saw beside the sea of blood back then.

Back then, the palace was filled with a noble and refined atmosphere, exuding an immortal vibe, as if it were a moving, indestructible Immortal Mansion.

At this moment, the palace was emanating a gloomy demonic energy, turning it into a complete magical artifact.

As the sword light fell on the National Guard Palace, this supreme-grade spiritual treasure trembled violently. The demon energy near the palace scattered suddenly, letting out a wail before falling.

“Huh?”

Lord Seven Killings, who had just struck, frowned; not because his blow had failed to produce the desired effect, but because it had been too successful, causing him doubt.

“That’s not good.”

Lord Seven Killings’ face suddenly changed.

As the wailing National Guard Palace fell halfway through the void, a wisp of purple gas rose from within. The purple gas suddenly shattered, and before it had a chance to disperse, a suction force emerged from the National Guard Palace, wrapping the purple gas and pulling it into the palace.

In another part of the void, a green-robed Lord Changsheng, who had initially appeared smiling, suddenly became serious. In his eyes, a golden light arose, looking down and around him, and then raising his gaze further, looking into the distance. His face revealed a heavy but increasingly intense curiosity..