I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy-Chapter 990 - 413 Assistance from Taiyuan

Chapter 990: Chapter 413: Assistance from Taiyuan, Heaven-Devouring True God_1

Chapter 990: Chapter 413: Assistance from Taiyuan, Heaven-Devouring True God_1

“Kill.”

A boundless wrath surged, merging into the giant ax.

Within the tens of thousands of Divine Apertures, Divine Force rushed out like mighty river torrents, transforming into a surging divine fire.

Boom!!

The divine fire exploded, like a storm.

Han Yi let out a ferocious howl, swung the ax high, and then in an instant, he hurled it. The ax, like a bolt of lightning, tore through the void, brilliantly shining against the dim light beams that fell from the dome, advancing against the odds.

At the same moment.

Divine Consciousness poured out crazily as mana and Divine Force were rapidly depleted, settling on the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd before him, from which silver-white light arose.

“Go.”

The fragments trembled slightly and vanished on the spot. After Han Yi sent his thoughts over, he could no longer see the Heavenly Demon Halberd fragments.

Sword Controlling Immortal Skill.

And by unleashing a strike with the giant ax first, followed by the Sword Controlling Immortal Skill, Han Yi had nearly depleted his mana and Divine Force given his current level of cultivation.

His complexion turned ashen in an instant.

But at this moment, his gaze was fixed upon the dome of the great hall above him, on the Divine Spirit sitting atop the Divine Seat in the mural at the center.

Because just now, the malice that Han Yi had sensed originated from this Divine Spirit in the mural, and he caught a glimpse of the figure of Lu Li standing above the spot where the dome was broken.

There was something wrong with this dome, and the mural was problematic too.

Thus, after the Taiyuan Divine Blade helped him break free from the Divine Soul’s restriction, he didn’t hesitate to launch the two strongest moves he had at his disposal.

The Fire God Giant Ax and the Sword Controlling Immortal Skill.

When time slowed to one hundredth, just as Han Yi had broken free from the first bout of control and the divine fire had just ignited,

The Divine Spirit, originally just a part of the mural on the dome of the great hall, abruptly opened its eyes, pitch-black and filled with detached malevolence, which slowly turned to look toward Han Yi, as if he had triggered some deeper spell.

As this pair of evil black eyes turned and fell upon Han Yi, a more sinister will crossed the void and entered his body. Yet, within his Internal Cave World, the Taiyuan Divine Blade merely trembled slightly, and this evil will dissolved into nothingness once again.

The descending will vanished anew, and in the mural on the dome, the Divine Spirit sitting on the Divine Seat, its black eyes trembled slightly as if a will, crossing endless distances, was about to awaken upon this mural’s Divine Spirit.

But, in the very next moment.

A piece of silver-white metal had already pressed against the mural precisely at the face of the Divine Spirit.

Then, inch by inch, it sunk into the mural, fully penetrating it, and then utterly demolished it.

The will that had come from an immeasurable distance, as if enraged, caused the kneeling disciples in the mural to start bleeding crimson blood, as if they were sacrificing themselves, praying for the distant Divine Spirit to descend.

But in less than one-hundredth of a moment later,

An ax ablaze with fierce fire followed after the metal fragment, ruthlessly striking the dome’s mural, causing the entire dome to explode instantly into countless fragments.

The blood oozing from the mural was instantly consumed by the divine fire.

The whole process,

From Han Yi’s breaking free from the first control, to his keen perception of the mural’s Divine Spirit’s strangeness, the descent of mortal peril, and his unchecked release of the Divine Fire Giant Ax and Sword Controlling Immortal Skill in succession,

To the mural’s Divine Spirit rolling its eyes, the descent of another will, and Taiyuan shattering it, to the Heavenly Demon Halberd fragment piercing the mural’s Divine Spirit, and the Divine Fire Giant Ax splitting the dome,

All of this happened in less time than it takes to blink.

With Han Yi’s current level of cultivation, there was quite a lot he could do in an instant, but just now, he only had time to launch two strikes and had no strength left to do anything else. If not for the help of the Taiyuan Divine Blade, he might have had his Divine Soul ensnared once more.

Seeing the dome shatter, Han Yi’s heart was still not completely at ease.

He observed that from the broken dome, fourteen figures fell in succession. These figures were precisely the other cultivators who had come on this adventure, but now they all had their eyes closed, with their auras drifting uncertainly.

In a flash, Han Yi’s expression turned grim. If it weren’t for the Taiyuan Divine Blade’s help, he too would now be one of them.

Now, drained of Divine Force, he could no longer maintain his Divine Fire Battle Body, which quickly receded. Once he reverted to his normal size, a thought suddenly struck him.

In his body, near the Central Mansion Acupoint, within the Demon Sea Cave, a half-red, half-black Demon Core shattered at once, turning into rich Demon Blood that surged outward, merging into his bloodstream.

In the blink of an eye, his Physical Body swelled again, expanding continuously to a height of six meters.

As his body expanded, his shoulder blades on his back began to tear apart as Bone Spines broke through flesh and grew out, turning into a pair of bone spurs. Blood and muscles spread over the bone spurs, quickly forming two massive black wings.

At the same time, his head also transformed, as a single black horn protruded from between his eyebrows, reaching skyward, menacing and terrifying. The horn was engraved with tiny, intricate, and unsettling runes that were not static but writhed continuously.

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His palms, too, became thicker, his nails dark red and emitting a cold sharpness, as if even Spiritual Treasures could be crushed by them.

His eyes also turned blood red, carrying an eerie Demon aura, swirling within them.

Transformation into a Demon.

The Ghost True Body.

That’s right.

His mana and Divine Force were nearly depleted, but his Demon Core still had power left. Even though he had assumed his Demon Form, at best he could only wield the strength of a Nascent Soul Peak, not reaching Spirit Transformation, let alone Half-immortal.

But in the current circumstances, that was all he could do.

With a gentle flap of the black wings behind him, he was already beneath where the cultivators were falling. With a wave of his hand, he gathered the fallen cultivators into his Qiankun Ring.