vrcanaries Chapter 859 The North (1)
Chapter 859 The North (1)
Chapter 859 The Northern Lands (Part 11)
"Those two from Yuanmiao Sect... are probably thinking the same thing, and they dare not engage in a life-or-death battle for fear of getting injured, which would then affect their tribulation..."
Han Yi's eyes flashed as he continued to delve deeper into his perception.
"However, it seems... although these two have retreated, they haven't given up their underhanded tactics..."
At this moment, he felt waves of tingling, itching, and soreness all over his body, like someone who hadn't seen the sun in a long time, standing naked under the hottest sunlight, feeling scorched and burning.
It seems that the panel's protection, while limiting his abilities, also added an invisible layer of protection, keeping out external malice. Now that the protection has failed, various anomalies have naturally become apparent.
The physical abnormalities that Han Yi felt could not possibly be due to the effects of high-temperature exposure alone.
Given his current physical condition, even if he were to come into direct contact with magma or enter the interior of a volcano, it probably wouldn't harm him.
The unusual sensation in the body is an extremely subtle, malicious, and clearly man-made sensation.
"This is... someone used a curse or evil magic to harm me... That makes sense. The Yuanmiao Sect suffered such a great loss, how could they possibly let it go? I was just being naive."
The person casting the spell seemed very confident, with a 100% chance of success and the ability to kill with a single blow, so they made no attempt to conceal the aura contained within the fluctuations.
Perhaps he never imagined that Han Yi, a mere martial artist, would be able to perceive the trajectory of the spell.
Therefore, Han Yi only needed to sense it slightly to feel the waves of malicious energy silently invading his mind from afar, like venomous snakes, as if trying to pry open his mind and invade it.
The source of the malicious aura was none other than Han Yi's old adversary, the Yuanmiao Sect.
"Unfortunately... my foundation is still insufficient. When faced with such long-range spells, I'm at a loss..." He shook his head, and the Netherworld Pearl lit up.
A layer of grayish-white air swept across his body.
Suddenly.
The incoming malicious energy wave was like a drunkard, swaying and wandering for a long time without finding its way in. It drifted and wobbled into the sky, disappearing without a trace.
The invisible protection the panel provided to Han Yi served to isolate him from the outside world and conceal his aura.
The primordial energy possesses the ability to encompass everything and imitate all things; by simply copying what others have created, it can be easily employed. However, this is not a long-term solution.
Clearly, Han Yi is now being watched by the Yuanmiao Sect, and it's the kind of surveillance where he's constantly being watched.
The Yuanmiao Sect is indeed unable to spare any manpower to deal with him, so they have chosen to use a remote spell to curse him.
When I have the energy in the future, I might follow the aura of the magic and find it directly.
The frustrating part is...
Faced with this strange and unheard-of technique, Han Yi was at a loss for a solution.
The ability to even identify and distinguish them was thanks to my past life's experience of slacking off while reading novels.
Lacking sufficient resources for strategic planning, proactive measures are impossible; in the short term, only passive defense is possible.
The shattering of the mental panel did not affect Han Yi's frequently used deductive abilities. The panel's breakage was not the kind of physical irreparable damage that ordinary people would understand, like a broken mirror that cannot be mended or spilled water that cannot be recovered.
It's more like a change on a spiritual or conceptual level.
The shattered panels all came together and completely merged into the mind and soul, like a river flowing into the sea, silently and naturally, without distinction, blending together seamlessly.
in other words.
Han Yi has thoroughly understood the true nature of the panel's functions and can use it again anytime, anywhere.
In the past, when his strength was low, he was unable to control his mental distractions. Although he possessed a vast amount of mental power far exceeding that of ordinary people, he used it inefficiently.
At this point, the panel acts as a switch, and its visual format helps him make the most of his brain.
And now…
Having reached a limit, Han Yi was almost inhuman, approaching the legendary level of transcendence. He had complete control over his mind and body.
Unleash your potential freely.
The so-called deductive function is simply mobilizing the knowledge and experience in the mind, providing sufficient energy, setting a goal, and continuously deducing and improving at the subconscious level until the best answer is obtained...
"In short... the greatest gain is complete control over body and mind, being free from the control of others, and having every thought be rooted in one's own heart..."
A gray light slowly appeared in Han Yi's eyes.
"Unknown spell: Unknown, Effect: Unknown, Progress: Unknown..."
No longer limited to extrapolating from what they have learned.
Any unknown cultivation system, whether it's human martial arts, demonic techniques, or some other chaotic Taoist curse or spell...
With sufficient knowledge and energy, one can analyze the essence and make it one's own.
"This...this guy...is getting stronger and stronger..."
Night Demon King Ye You slowly peeked out from the shadows with one eye, secretly gazing at the distant scene, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"It can even absorb the power of the Demon Lord... Could it be..."
He used his ability to peer into the cave using the shadows.
Just now, the Demon Lord's severed arm had been radiating immense power, with the outer demonic energy alone capable of forming a giant demonic dragon, and the aftershocks had made him tremble with fear.
At this moment, it lay quietly on the ground, mixed with soil and gravel. The pale bones looked no different from ordinary corpses.
"I'm afraid this is the only way to explain it. Only the Demon Lord can absorb the Demon Lord's power. It seems... another former Demon Lord who was severely injured and wandered the mortal realm..."
Even the four Demon Lords, who are at the top of the food chain in the Demon Realm and whose power, authority, and status have just reached their limit, are not static.
The vast and boundless microcosms of the universe are so vast that no one knows what lies within them until the spatial barrier is broken.
Some extremely special small worlds pose a significant risk of injury or even death, even for the Demon Lord's true form.
Therefore... during the demon army's invasion and conquest of the outside world, there will inevitably be failures and casualties.
In worlds where defeat forces a retreat, demonic forces are more or less trapped and left behind, only to be gradually annihilated.
Even a demon king might encounter such a possibility.
Although Ye You unconsciously crashed into the wall and fainted when Han Yi absorbed the five-colored light from the severed arm and released gray light.
He feared that if he knew too many secrets, he would be killed to silence him.
But the horrific scene before him, and the Demon Lord's severed arm, now barely moving, still stirred his imagination. Han Yi seemed to sense something, as if he felt someone was plotting against him, and turned to look in that direction.
"Ah... Oh no!" Night Wanderer was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He quickly stopped all movement, pretended to be unconscious, and huddled in a shadowy corner like a corpse.
Han Yi's lips curled up slightly, as if he hadn't noticed Ye You's little scheme.
Snap...
He turned around, retracted his wings, suppressed the strange phenomena on his body, and slowly landed on the ground.
"Night tour".
"exist!"
Without thinking.
Ye You suddenly sprang to attention and rushed over, fawningly circling around Han Yi.
"Go. Wake them up." Han Yi's gaze fell to the side, to Yuanjue and the other two who were still fast asleep.
These two people, whose home was almost completely destroyed, were sleeping soundly and even snoring.
A few moments passed.
“I…” Yuanjue rubbed his round head and stood up with a puzzled look on his face. “Where were we? I remember it was about forming an alliance… Huh?!”
He looked at Han Yi, who had an innocent expression on his face, and his body trembled violently.
"You...you...?!" Yuanjue's mouth gaped open, his pupils dilated, and he scanned the surrounding scene, pointing at Han Yi, speechless.
"What...what did you do?!" He forced himself to suppress his emotions, stuttering and stammering, taking several breaths before finally shouting out with a face full of grief and indignation.
In the entire Shouyi Temple, apart from Han Yi, an outsider, no one else had the ability to knock him unconscious, let alone cause trouble in the forbidden area. The stone pagodas stood loosely, like crooked and ugly old trees, some of them had simply collapsed, and stones and banners were mixed together in a mess, as if a category 10 typhoon had passed through, leaving the ground in a mess.
Inside the stone pagoda are... the remains, remnants, and relics of eminent monks from Shouyi Temple throughout history.
It can be said that...
Yuanjue's current thoughts are similar to those of an ordinary person seeing their ancestral graves dug up.
Such as mourning an heir.
That's not all.
What alarmed him most was...
It was that huge crack in the ground.
In the cave below the crack...
That section...
A ghastly white, translucent severed arm, faintly reflecting the light...
"Not good! Quickly go and invite the ancestral master, let the array spirit appear, and slay the demons and monsters!!!" Yuanjue's mind was shaken, his face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly.
He reacted extremely quickly, leaping forward with a whoosh, creating a rapid gust of air as he was suddenly pushed back more than ten meters.
The seal that Shouyi Temple had painstakingly maintained at such a terrible cost, with so many lives lost, had actually been broken...
Once the power of a Demon Lord is leaked out…
Not only have all these years of hard work gone to waste... but more importantly, the lives and fortunes of tens of millions of people in Yunzhou have been lost...
Think about this.
Yuanjue felt a sudden darkness engulf him, a metallic taste of blood rising in his throat. The fact that he didn't immediately lose his temper and attack Han Yi was a testament to his composure. "You…" His chest heaved, his fingers trembling as he pointed at Han Yi, too angry to speak.
"Senior brother... take a good look..." Kama quickly caught up and whispered in his ear, "It shouldn't... require the use of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation..."
His sensitivity to demonic energy was far more acute than that of Yuanjue, making him a demonic cultivator.
Therefore, the first thing that came to mind upon regaining consciousness was the suspiciousness of the situation.
"You mean..." Yuanjue was stunned for a moment, only then did he feel a bright warmth that he had never felt before.
Although the forbidden area appeared dilapidated and messy, the large amount of sinister energy that once filled it had vanished without a trace, and light slanted down from the gaps in the leaves, forming beams of bright light.
As the typhoon swept through, it seemed to wash away all the evil energy as well.
"Didn't you say you wanted to form an alliance?" Han Yi walked over with a smile.
"Since our ally is in trouble... isn't it only natural to lend a helping hand?"