I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy Chapter 1712 - 1712 741 Mysterious Device First Encounter

Chapter 1712: Chapter 741: Mysterious Device, First Encounter with Tao Spirit_2 Chapter 1712: Chapter 741: Mysterious Device, First Encounter with Tao Spirit_2 At that mont, the fragnt held no trace of Spirit Light and was enveloped by an aura of deathly stillness.

Han Yi did not approach, but instead shifted his gaze downward to the ground he was standing on; then, he squatted down, stretched out his hand, and picked up a handful of black, fine debris from the ground of the ruins.

“It’s not sand, this is…”

His brows furrowed tightly, and as he rubbed the black debris between his fingers, he was unable to crush them despite his strength, indicating their extraordinary hardness.

Yet, these debris possessed no trace of Spiritual Nature and were also wrapped in a special aura of deathly stillness.

“What place is this?” The question flashed through Han Yi’s mind once again.

He took out an Immortal Sword and suppressed all its Immortal Path energy, keeping only its sharpness, and then started to dig downward, feeling intuitively certain that there was a secret below.

Indeed, after digging just half a ter, a dull tallic clanging sound ca from below. Hearing this, Han Yi’s expression changed, and he began to shovel away the surrounding black debris, revealing an area tens of ters in size.

Standing above the cleared space, Han Yi’s expression grew serious, for the space he had cleared was actually a tallic floor.

He used the Immortal Sword to try to break the tal, but not even a mark was left behind. He took out a Tao Sword, but it only left a shallow white scratch at most.

This revelation shook him to the core because with his current power, even a High-level Taoist Tool, when etched by him like this, should not leave rely a shallow white surface scratch.

Could it be that the tallic floor below actually bore the hardness comparable to that of a Heavenly Reverence Ancient Artifact?

He did not continue further but instead jumped out of the shallow pit and stood in front of the large, black fragnt; then, with the Immortal Sword, he touched the black fragnt.

The next second, silently and without warning, the huge black fragnt began to crumble into fine black debris, spreading out like collapsing sand in all directions.

Witnessing this scene, Han Yi had a sudden realization.

The fine black debris he had picked up from the ground earlier must have co from the disintegration of so weapon fragnts.

Perhaps this weapon had suffered so especial attack that caused it to disintegrate into these fine debris, completely devoid of Spirit Light, or maybe it was due to the influence of this Void Space and the passage of long years that led to such a change.

This Han Yi could not ascertain.

But suddenly he had a guess.

That was, before the weapon fragnts scattered all around, the ground itself was made of tallic material.

In an instant, a flash of Spirit Light burst forth from his mind; with trembling eyes and a quickened pace, he walked forward and, after hundreds of ters, he squatted down again to dig, revealing the sa tallic ground underneath after clearing the black debris.

He changed direction and this ti went several miles out, where he found a spot not covered by the black fine debris, and this spot, too, was made of tallic material.

Han Yi stopped in his tracks, his eyes rapidly changing—as the idea that had suddenly sparked in his mind transitioned from speculation to confird fact.

“This place, the vast expanse of land beneath our feet, is not any continent, but might possibly be a warship beyond imagination, or a gigantic weapon capable of accommodating countless mighty beings, or an impossibly grand Taoist Boat.”

“In short, this place is not ordinary land, but an instrunt of such imnse size that it is difficult to imagine.”

This conjecture made his pupils constrict and his whole body break out in gooseflesh.

What kind of mighty being could possess such a terrifying instrunt?

Han Yi had been through the Chaotic Ancient Dao Domain, witnessed the battle at the Chaotic Ancient Immortal Tomb, and the war of the Extre Ancients Heavenly Sovereigns, yet he felt that not even in such a battle would such an instrunt appear.

So then, the owner of the enormous thing under his feet that made his heart tremble—was it a Half-Step Transcendence, or was it a true Transcendent One?

Han Yi did not know, such an existence was too distant for him.

He stood up, and the many chaotic thoughts that had just arisen were all reined in and suppressed.

Then, he took a deep breath, cleared his mind, and once more returned to sensing the Ancient Do Seal.

Of course, he had not forgotten the reason he had stepped into this strange place.

The Ancient Do Seal had changed direction and entered this land without hesitation, it must know what this place is, and how to leave it—if he could find the Ancient Do Seal, then he would know how to leave as well.

But a few monts later, he shook his head.

This place was eerie, he could not sense the presence of the Ancient Do Seal, and even the incarnations of his Tao Realm on the Ancient Continent had lost contact.

Han Yi was not discouraged. In his tens of thousands of years of cultivation, he had encountered such situations many tis before and had learned to remain absolutely calm in the face of them.

He steadied his mind and continued walking on the surface of this gigantic artifact, cautiously exploring everything here. His pace was not fast, as he worried that a strong aura might easily trigger certain unforeseen events, hence he relied solely on the strength of his physical body to move.

Although he wanted to leave this place as quickly as possible, his calmness told him that it was essential to spend the necessary ti to explore his surroundings, and he could not afford to rush.

Seven days later.

He stopped in front of a collapsed structure, a small hall that was only about a hundred ters high – a height that was trivial compared to the tens of thousands of ters tall fragnts of weapons outside.

From the collapsed entrance, Han Yi entered, and a mont later, he walked back out. All things inside only had their shapes, but as he entered and caused spatial fluctuations, they turned entirely into ashes and disappeared.

This made him realize that this ancient land had been in existence for an unimaginably long ti.

He continued his exploration.

One month later, he encountered a seated corpse. This corpse was the most intact he had seen so far. From the front, the corpse had no external injuries, looked lifelike, appeared middle-aged, with eyes wide open, looking up at the sky, the emotion on its face unclear.

But strangely, Han Yi did not feel any breath or pressure from this corpse, as if it were rely the body of an ordinary mortal.

Yet his previous experiences told him that everything here, no matter how big or small, was not simple. This corpse was certainly the sa.

From a distance, Han Yi walked around this corpse to avoid causing any strange changes to it.

Three months later.

On a broken oblique stele, he saw two Chaos Characters.

[“Tao Spirit”]

Han Yi silently read these two characters, which sounded rather ordinary, but he felt that they were sohow significant, so he temporarily committed them to mory.

He touched the stele with his Immortal Sword, but this ti, unlike other objects that would crumble, the stele remained unresponsive.

Taking interest, Han Yi walked over to take a closer look at the stele. It was pillar-shaped, about one ter wide and three ters tall – of course, that was just the height after it had broken; the full height was unknown.

Next, Han Yi reached out and lifted the stele. It was heavy, but still within his bearing range, even sowhat lighter than the unrefined Feast Sacrifice Divine Axe.

Han Yi quietly infused a strand of divine force, which slowly flowed into the stele and then returned to his body.

“It’s just an ordinary stele, but because of its special material, it’s so heavy. There’s nothing else divine inside.”

“What a pity.”

Inside Han Yi’s Divine Aperture World, there was another complete stele, the Chongxuan Stele, which held vast secrets.

But the broken stele before him was just an ordinary stele, unlike the Chongxuan Stele’s mystery.

This made Han Yi’s initial interest subside.

After placing the stele into the Divine Aperture World, he continued forward.

But afterwards, there were no more gains. All fragnts of weapons crumbled upon touch, turning into sand-like particles and scattering on the ground.

And all the broken corpses, Han Yi dared not disturb.

Ti went by, and it had been seven years.

During these seven years, Han Yi had explored every inch of this land.

The result, however, was disappointing.