Chapter 676: Chapter 308: Canghai Immortal Pce, Sixth Soul Technique
In an instant, the mysterious power that had appeared seven days earlier returned once again.
Space fluctuated, and the light flickered.
Han Yi found himself in a square about ten miles wide, built on a massive Immortal Mountain’s mountainside at a certain location. The ground was paved with ck, unidentified huge stones and on the inner side of the square was a majestic main hall of the Immortal Pce. On both sides of the main hall were two smaller auxiliary halls, and beyond themy a vast expanse of void. From a distant vantage point, one could see the stars in the sky in the outer direction.
Hmm?
Something was off.
Those weren’t stars but countless Immortal Mountains shining brilliantly, like the one the square was built upon.
Furthermore, all these Immortal Mountains were suspended in the void, so it would be more appropriate to describe them as:
War Fortresses.
Void Battlefields, War Fortresses.
As soon as Han Yi appeared in the square, his gaze swept across, and the words ‘War Fortress’ shed through his mind.<div>
At this moment, his team of several hundred individuals had been split into three factions. Closest to the entrance of the main hall were eight Half-immortals, led by Fu Qiong, the master of Beidou Immortal Pce. They stood respectfully outside the hall’s entrance, where a cultivator in a Qingxuan Daoist robe stood before them.
Han Yi nced at the cultivator’s back and felt a terrifying force surging through the void, moving into his eyes. He let out a muffled groan as a sharp pain shot through his eyes, making him lower his head, unable to look up. A momentter, the Empyreal Lord’s potent regenerative power allowed Han Yi to slowly reopen his eyes, but they still throbbed with pain.
He knew that this figure must be Immortal Xinghen, and the terrifying power was the Immortal might constantly radiating from Immortal Xinghen’s body. Someone of a lower realm would have their soul scattered from the sheer force just by attempting to look at it directly.
At the entrance of the main hall, apart from Immortal Xinghen and the eight Half-immortals, there were numerous Spirit Transformation cultivators. Han Yi’s gaze swept by, and there were ny-six Spirit Transformation Experts – fifty-seven from the Human n and thirty-nine Evil n Medicine Gods.
And among the Nascent Soul cultivators and Evil n Saints standing further away, there were a total of four hundred sixty-three.
Actually,
more than two thousand Nascent Soul cultivators and Evil n Saints had entered the Qingxuan Daoist Site. However, most of them were cut down by the Qingxuan Immortal Guard, while the others either managed to avoid being killed by the hidden restrictions or other cultivators. Only these four hundred sixty-three remained.
Currently,
after Immortal Xinghen led the cultivators to this Immortal Pce, he entered the Pce himself, followed by the eight Half-immortals.
“Aren’t we supposed to be going to the Daluo Immortal Realm? This ce doesn’t look like the Immortal Realm at all but more like some battlefield.”
“That’s right. The smell of blood is heavy, and the death is endless. Countless cultivators must have died here.”
“What’s going on?”
People’s expressions changed, but there were no outbursts, and everyone spoke in hushed tones.
Han Yi’s mind shed with the phrase ‘Immortal Court base’ that Immortal Xinghen had mentioned earlier. Where exactly was this so-called ‘Immortal Court base’? Han Yi was equally puzzled.
A momentter,
Immortal Xinghen flew out from the Immortal Pce, apanied by another equally indistinct figure shrouded in mist. Han Yi and the others couldn’t hear their conversation, but it was apparent that Immortal Xinghen was very satisfied.
Satisfied with the reward of saving these people?
Han Yi thought about it but didn’t dwell on it. At this moment, he, as well as the other Nascent Soul cultivators and even some of the Spirit Transformation cultivators, were feeling apprehensive – a normal emotion to have when the uing arrangements were uncertain.
One quarter of an hourter,<div>
two Half-immortals came out, leading the eight that had entered. The reason Han Yi could tell they were Half-immortals was that there weren’t Laws obstructing his view, so he could see their faces clearly.
Moreover,
these two Half-immortals were wearing grey Daoist robes. One of them appeared to be a middle-aged individual of the Human n, while the other, Han Yi guessed, was a Half-immortal of the Evil n. This was because thetter had a small patch of silver-white runes on his forehead, and his eyes, emitting a silver light beneath his forehead, were narrow and deep.
The Evil n Half-immortal, leading three Half-immortal Evil nsmen, walked to the Spirit Transformation cultivators and took thirty-nine Evil Gods. Afterward, he walked over to the Nascent Soul cultivators and said,<div>
“I am Huang Tiao, from the Daluo Fairy Court, Doumu Pce, and Thunder Immortal Pce. Evil n members from the Old Beidou Region, follow me. I will lead you to join Thunder Immortal Pce.”
With that, Huang Tiao, the named Evil n Half-immortal, led the three Half-immortal Evil nsmen and numerous Evil Gods, flying upwards. In an instant, all of the Evil n Saints amongst the Nascent Soul cultivators followed him into the air.
From this scene, it was evident that the Human n and the Evil n were about to join different factions. No matter what the oue might be, it was absolutely impossible for them to stay or remain behind.
Han Yi looked at the other Half-immortal who was approaching them. This middle-aged man appeared emotionless. When he arrived in front of the Nascent Soul cultivators, he spoke in a deep voice,
“I am Cao Gang, from the Daluo Fairy Court, Doumu Pce, and Canghai Immortal Pce. I ask that the Human n cultivators from the Beidou Old Region follow me and join Canghai Immortal Pce.”
As soon as his words finished, he soared into the sky indifferently. Fu Qiong nodded slightly to the hesitant cultivators and then took the lead in following Cao Gang. The Spirit Transformation cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators followed closely behind.