I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 163 - 144: Sword Slashes Xue He_2

Chapter 163: Chapter 144: Sword Slashes Xue He_2

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A quarter of an hour later.

Han Yi silently looked out over the sea surrounding the island, no longer doubting but now certain that something significant had happened or was about to happen on this island.

“The third one.”

On the surface of the ocean, a young man stood on a black metal plate, controlling it to cross the sea. When he was about twenty meters away from the island, he gently leapt and landed on the beach. The metal relied upon for his leap was inserted next to his body.

Han Yi looked closely and noticed that it wasn’t just a metal plate; it was actually an extraordinarily thick black blade. The blade’s width alone was half a meter in length, and it was more than three meters long, looking just like a piece of metal.

Han Yi had only seen such a weapon on the Saintess of Yujing Mountain in the Facing Reality Heavenly Realm. However, the enormous blade that the Saintess dragged behind her was only about two meters long, while the one inserted into the beach at this moment was a full three meters long, which was astonishing.

The young man also noticed Han Yi and walked towards him. After walking several meters, he stretched out his hand, and the huge blade inserted into the beach behind him soared into the air with a swoosh sound, the hilt falling into his grasp.

Without visible effort, the young man unceremoniously hefted the enormous black blade onto his shoulder, looking incredibly out of place.

Han Yi’s eyelids twitched.

This fellow must possess innate divine power or practice dual cultivation of the spirit body to be able to lift the blade onto his shoulder without any apparent effort.

“Fellow Daoist, may I ask if this is Island Number 19?” The young man stopped about thirty meters from Han Yi and asked him.

Han Yi, who had already stood up, nodded: “That’s correct, this is Island Number 19.”

“Fellow Daoist, has something happened on Island Number 19?”

Su Wanqin’s appearance could be considered an exception. The appearance of the Sword Immortal was no longer an exception. Even the arrival of the three Legends, that indicated an anomaly.

“The Huohuang Evil has been severely injured and has escaped into this island. This cunning fellow has eluded me before, and I cannot let him escape this time,” said the Legend after some explanation. Bowing to Han Yi, he entered the dense woods on his own.

Han Yi stood in place, his face thoughtful.

During the brief exchange, both parties had not revealed their identities. However, while the blade-wielding young man did not know Han Yi, Han Yi recognized him.

This was Shen Yuan, a legendary Qi cultivator of the Tai Xu Sect. Before this, Han Yi had not seen Shen Yuan’s magical instrument in his hand and did not know that it was actually such a horrifyingly large blade.

“The Huohuang Evil has returned to Island Number 19 after a year and a half, traveling tens of thousands of miles around the area.”

Han Yi’s pupils suddenly shrank.

He suddenly remembered the earth-shattering roar from a year and a half ago that caused even the giant trees to sway. At that time, Han Yi had guessed that the source of the roar was most likely a demon cultivator.

Moreover, the voice was similar to the giant cat monster he had killed, and he even suspected that he had killed a smaller one and provoked the older one.

It seemed that his guess had been correct.

“I can’t stay here any longer.”

If it were merely being targeted by a demon cultivator, and even a severely injured one at that, Han Yi wouldn’t think the situation was dire.

With his current strength, he had a good chance of killing a newly-transformed, severely injured demon cultivator.

However, the problem now was that many Legends were gathering, which meant that if he took action and revealed his strength, it would definitely attract attention.

Considering the current environment of the Xuandan Sect, the price of attracting attention could not be estimated. It might earn him the favor of certain powerful individuals, or it might invite relentless attacks from the Blood God Sect.

Han Yi couldn’t take that gamble.

It was better to distance himself from this vortex early and remove himself from the fray.

Han Yi glanced at the dense woods behind him, where the ancient trees towered, and their unusual quiet seemed to foretell an approaching storm.

Then, he turned back to walk towards the beach, the Green Reed Sword hovering behind him, ready to plunge into the water. Han Yi could use this to cross the sea to another island.

However.

Just when his Green Reed Sword took flight, he suddenly looked forward, his face darkening greatly.

A figure quickly swept in from the surface of the sea. Underneath their feet, a hidden Blood Sword submerged in the water emitted a boundless murderous aura.

This was a Sword of Slaughter.

“Blood God Sect, Xue He.”

Han Yi’s face glowed with a dangerous light.

Xue He, who had arrived by sword control, had also recognized Han Yi’s face. Though his face remained expressionless, the murderous intent emanating from him and the Blood Sword beneath his feet were intense and grandiose.

Within an instant, the distance between the two was only a hundred meters. Xue He leaped up from the ocean, and the Blood Sword on the water’s surface rushed out with a thunderous explosion. As the sound just started, the Blood Sword was already close to Han Yi’s face.

In Xue He’s eyes, the cultivator from the Xuandan Sect in front of him was already a dead man.

Killing him would be as inconsequential as stepping on a bug beneath his feet, much like the other bugs he had crushed in the past, including one not too long ago.

His leaping figure stabilized in mid-air, not looking downwards, but instead straight ahead towards the dense forest of towering ancient trees. That was where his battlefield awaited.

Boom!!

A terrifying explosion sounded from below his line of sight. Xue He’s gaze shifted downwards, narrowing abruptly.

His Blood Sword, which had accompanied him for many years, was now rebounding at an even faster speed, about to fall into the water.

“Huh? A top-grade magical weapon?”

Before he could react in shock, a cyan-black Sword Light shot toward him at an angle. The Sword Light made no sound, but the murderous intent on it was even more potent than that of his own Blood Sword..