I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 625: Chapter 290: Nascent Souls Gather, The Power of Soul Loss_3

“Even if you find me, so what? Can you still escape with all these people around?”

“I don’t care about the others. I just want to take back the Soul Palace Spiritual Treasure. Even Daqin Three Halls and Nine Mansions have nothing to say about it.”

Han Yi, who was standing in the air above Qingchi Palace, didn’t know that a Nascent Soul cultivator had already taken notice of his newly-acquired Soul Loss Bell.

Even if he noticed, what could he do about it? It’s just another fight after all.

During that moment when he crossed the heavenly calamity and his Nascent Soul truly formed, his perception soared infinitely, and he gained some insight into the cultivators who were rushing toward the Qing Chi Sect from a hundred miles away.

At that moment, Han Yi instantly understood how his whereabouts had been leaked.

No.

It wasn’t accurate to say his whereabouts were leaked, but rather, he was tracked.

In Bao Zhe Sheng’s soul shadow memory, Daqin possessed a Mirror of Immortal, which was the reason why the gray-robed assassin chased after Han Yi in the Great Yu Immortal City. It was because Bao Zhe Sheng used the Mirror of Immortal inside the Supreme Pavilion to capture Han Yi’s breath and create a tracking talisman that he could accurately track Han Yi.

Han Yi naturally knew about the Mirror of Immortal, but he thought that using it in Qin City, under the emperor’s feet, wouldn’t be easy.

During this period, there would be a time gap.

What he needed was this time gap. With the Nascent Soul cultivators chasing after him, it was impossible for Han Yi to cross from Qin State, through Yang State, State Ji, Yu State, and return to Daqian Immortal Country with his Golden Core body.

Thus, forming the Nascent Soul was his only choice.

Thankfully, the result turned out as he had hoped.

As for encountering other Nascent Souls after forming his own, that would no longer be a crisis for him, but rather a crisis for the others.

At this moment, after Han Yi passed the Heavenly Demon Calamity and his Nascent Soul fully formed, he took a deep breath. The spirit energy around him stirred and surged several miles away, all converging toward him, as if a giant whale swallowed everything into its body.

This power was enough to startle Du Kun, who took several more steps back.

However, Han Yi standing in the air above Qingchi Palace frowned: “Not enough.”

He flicked his finger, and the Spirit Gathering Array in Qingchi Palace opened. Nearly a million Top-grade Spirit Stones accumulated inside suddenly exploded, their spirit energy churning, even turning into fog.

The fog formed a dragon and was drawn to Han Yi, winding up and connecting his body.

From a distance, it looked like a tornado of white mist connecting Qingchi Palace with Han Yi, who was hovering in the sky.

And Han Yi, like a bottomless pit, kept devouring this vortex of spirit energy without pause.

Three breaths later.

Han Yi waved his hand to cut off the vortex of spirit energy, and then let out a scream of joy that could not be suppressed.

Below, in the Spirit Gathering Array inside Qingchi Palace, only about a hundred thousand of the original nearly one million Top-grade Spirit Stones were used up.

More than seven hundred top-grade Spirit Stones remained, untouched.

These spirit stones shortened the time it took for Han Yi to consolidate his Nascent Soul cultivation. Normally, it would take at least several years for a Nascent Soul cultivator to slowly absorb and exhale spirit energy in order to stabilize their cultivation base.

But Han Yi was different. He pushed the path of the Golden Core to the extreme, and his physical body was incredibly strong. He had no fear of spirit energy washing his meridians. A large amount of spirit energy satisfied the needs of his body, finally gathering in his inner world and being absorbed by the Nascent Soul sitting in it, quickly filling and invigorating it.

The remaining portion then turned into crystalline mana particles, like grains of sand, scattered throughout his inner world.

Others took several years to complete this journey, but Han Yi crossed it in just a few breaths, for he had already pushed this path to the extreme and had an incomparably solid foundation before this.

Next.

Han Yi stood up and gestured for the Green Reed Sword that had fallen into the pits of the palace to fly up and land in his hand.

However, the Green Reed Sword was not as Han Yi had expected. It didn’t transform into a fledgling spiritual treasure during the Heavenly Calamity but remained a half-step treasure, no different from before.

This was probably the only regret Han Yi had during this Nascent Soul breakthrough.

However, Han Yi had a thought: this sword tool was special. Perhaps it wasn’t the Heavenly Calamity causing it, but the sword itself that couldn’t metamorphose into a spiritual treasure by drawing the power of the Heavenly Calamity.

If that was the case, so be it.

With the Green Reed Sword in hand and the Soul Loss Bell around his waist, Han Yi swept his gaze across the void before finally landing on an old white-bearded man who was slowly approaching him.

Speaking of which,

From the time when the thunder sea transformed into a calamity that pressed down and exploded, blasting Han Yi into the mountains, until he recovered, passed the Heavenly Demon Calamity, drew the spirit energy vortex into his body, and stabilized his breath,

Only a few moments had passed.

These few moments were not difficult for a Nascent Soul Sovereign to traverse across several tens of miles. However, the second one to arrive, Huo Fei Cheng, paused for a moment due to Jin Wang’s arrival. By the time he reacted, Han Yi had already passed the Heavenly Demon Calamity, swept through the spirit energy frenzy, and solidified his cultivation base.

But he didn’t panic.

Even if he had a vast amount of spirit energy, what could he do? Moreover, even if his cultivation base had stabilized, a newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivator could be easily cut down by him.

When Han Yi looked at him, Huo Fei Cheng sneered.

“Shameless brat, stealing my young master’s immortal affinity, you deserve to die.”

“Remember, the one who will kill you is Yan Wei Mansion’s Huo Fei Cheng.”

As soon as his voice fell, Huo Fei Cheng was already less than a mile away from Han Yi. For a true sovereign, a mile away was as good as being face-to-face.

At that moment, Huo Fei Cheng made his move.

He wiped the void in front of him, and a war banner appeared before him. The banner was not huge, only as tall as a person, and it was entirely golden, exuding a scorching aura like a blazing sun.

As soon as the war banner appeared, even the temperature within the Qing Chi Sect’s territory suddenly rose by more than ten degrees, as if being transported to the scorching northwest borderlands.

“Fiery Fire Banner, Old Demon Huo went all out right away and brought out his spiritual treasure, it seems his killing intent is strong.”

More than ten miles away, Bao Han Chi’s gaze sharpened, and he put away his spectating mindset. This level of power was an absolute Nascent Soul battlefield. Moreover, it belonged to the highest level of Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, something beyond mere spectating.

“Let’s see how this Han Yi deals with it.”

Bao Han Chi shifted his gaze to Han Yi in the sky above the Qingchi Palace, his eyes half-closed.

Not far from Bao Han Chi, Jin Wang, who had been watching Han Yi, brightened his eyes and continued to record.

“On this day, Han Yi of Xuan Dan Sect, after the Heavenly Calamity, passed the Heavenly Demon Calamity, shattered the descending Heavenly Demon Lord with the Soul Loss Bell, repelled the other Heavenly Demons, and the Heavenly Demon Calamity instantly dispersed.”

“Afterward, he drew in the spirit energy to form a vortex and merged it into his body. The strength of his body was unprecedented among Golden Core cultivators and could even compare with a Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.”

“In less than five breaths, his realm had already stabilized.”

As he wrote this, Jin Wang felt the need to change ‘had already stabilized’ to ‘based on his aura, had basically stabilized.’

Then, he nodded in satisfaction with his cautiousness.

Pausing the tip of the pen, he raised his head again, looking at Huo Fei Cheng, who was only one mile away from Han Yi, his expression returned to normal, and he continued to write.

“At this moment, the deputy mansion master of Yan Wei Mansion, Huo Fei Cheng, arrived and faced Han Yi of Xuan Dan Sect from a mile away. His tone contained killing intent, and after announcing his name, he initiated the attack first.”

“As soon as he made a move, he brought out his famous spiritual treasure, the Fiery Fire Banner.”

“The Fiery Fire Banner, growing against the wind, transformed the Qing Chi Sect’s territory into the Fiery Fire Prison.”

As he wrote this, Jin Wang suddenly looked up and saw a sword light cutting through the spiritual treasure’s aura, heading straight for Huo Fei Cheng.

At that instant, Jin Wang’s eyes brightened, and he momentarily forgot to write quickly, the tip of his pen pressing on the booklet.

“What a good sword.”

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