I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy Chapter 2185 - 975: Mad White, Shattering the Dao of Ruin (P

The realm and power of the cultivator who left the Heavenly River Mystic Pillar must be extrely high and formidable, sothing Han Yi has yet to ascertain.

While he spreads the Five Elents Map and cultivates the True Scripture, whenever a dominator-level cultivator cos and goes, he easily exterminates the lost-level dominators.

Unfortunately, the divine weapons of these lost-level dominators seem to be affected by the Lost Will, their spiritual nature peculiar, leaving Han Yi no choice but to erase their spiritual nature or completely destroy them.

The spiritual nature of a dominator-level divine weapon is more important than its material; losing the spiritual nature of a dominator-level divine weapon causes it to drop in grade, even becoming inferior to an Emperor’s Weapon.

Han Yi completely shatters these collected dominator-level divine weapons devoid of spiritual nature and refines them into the Five Elents Map, enhancing its foundation.

As the collection of divine weapon fragnts and experiences of the Five Elents increases, Han Yi increasingly feels the ’weight’ of this supre treasure.

Ti passes.

After thirty Chaos Eras, while ditating in the Tianhe Chaos Realm, Han Yi suddenly senses sothing and abruptly exits the Tianhe Chaos Realm, looking towards the direction of the Thousand Illusions Fall Evil Zone.

In his gazed direction, he senses sothing happening beyond understanding.

The sa reaction is shared by four nearby dominators.

"Daoist Han, do you know what’s happening?" Hengjian Dominator’s voice spreads.

Han Yi responds, "I do not know, but there is definitely sothing happening, and it might be sothing important."

"Fellow Daoists, I will go and see what is happening."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body flickered, and he tunneled toward the direction of the Thousand Illusions Fall Evil Zone.

In just an instant, he traversed an endless distance, leaving the super sacred land forces comprised of the Cangyun Divine Sea, ngtuo Mountain, and Sunset Sky Valley.

After his departure.

The other dominators did not follow. After thirty Chaos Eras, Han Yi’s strength had been proven many tis over. The other four dominators even speculate that Han Yi possesses the strength of a Saint Master.

Therefore, although Han Yi rarely left the Tianhe Chaos Realm over the years, the other dominators subtly regarded him as a leader, entrusting him with thods of responding to the rumored future Great Tribulation of Destruction.

By advancing from a dominator to having cultivated the second Chapter of the "Heavenly River Supre Scripture" for almost eighty Chaos Eras, Han Yi’s strength nearly touched the edge of perfection. It is estimated that in two more Chaos Eras, he will achieve perfection in the second Chapter.

Carrying the Heavenly River Fighting Saint Technique, this saint technique naturally includes the Tunneling Battle Technique, allowing Han Yi’s speed to match that of an average Saint Master when going all out.

To cross from the Ten Thousand Dao Ascension Zone to the Thousand Illusions Fall Evil Zone took just one day.

As he approaches the aura that shakes him, he realizes it originates from the White Continent.

"Could it be that Bai has cracked the Five Elents Destruction Tribulation?" Han Yi speculates inwardly.

A mont later, he stands at the edge of the White Continent, his pupils contracting because the White Continent before him is utterly different from what he saw before.

This ancient desolate land began to burn, the blazing flas seemingly capable of incinerating space itself, causing even Han Yi’s heart to tremble violently upon nearing it.

This fire enveloping the White Continent is sothing he has never witnessed and does not wish to experience now.

Rumble!!

In the scorching fire, the White Continent begins to collapse and be annihilated.

Amidst the flas, a loud and grandiose voice resonates.

"Destruction, destruction, destruction."

"Only through destruction can one strive for a slim chance of survival."

"Destruction brings forth new establishnt."

"So that’s what it is."

"Haha."

"At last, I have found the path of striving."

Upon hearing these words, Han Yi’s expression changes slightly. There’s no doubt this voice belongs to Bai.

Inferring from these words, Bai’s current state is undoubtedly not good.

He has fallen into madness and, in his madness, chosen destruction.

However, Han Yi does not interfere; even with his current power, he cannot intervene.

The destruction and burning of the White Continent continue for a long duration, lasting a full three hundred years.

During these three hundred years, many dominators gather near the White Continent; naturally, these are the Tao bodies of dominators, not their true bodies. Even dominators from the Cangyun Three Holy Lands send their Tao bodies to observe the ’spectacle’ of the White Continent.

In these three hundred years, a dominator cannot resist but steps into the White Continent, only to be burned to death by the strange fire, affecting even their true form far away at the Holy Origin Land, nearly leading to their demise and Tao disappearance.

It’s imaginable how domineering and terrifying this fire, capable of burning down the White Continent, is.

In the first century, Han Yi, while observing, senses sothing, looks in a certain direction, and sees a cultivator wearing a purple robe. This cultivator attempts to step into the White Continent, but the continent’s fire does not seem to cause him imdiate harm.

Yet, he does not venture further and retreats. Obviously, although the continent’s fire does not imdiately harm him, he cannot remain inside for long periods.

Once this cultivator arrives, the surrounding dominators show respect and bow, allowing Han Yi to finally realize that he is the Purple Light Saint Master.

In the second century, the more ancient Star Remains Saint Master also arrives but remains silent, exuding an aura of avoiding all others, leading the surrounding dominators to greet him respectfully without daring to go any closer, leaving his Tao title unknown.

Furthermore.

During these three hundred years, the voice emanating from the depths of the White Continent intermittently continues, revealing that Bai is still in madness.

"Five elents are not destruction but a restart of vitality."

"Indeed, even amid destruction, there lies a slim chance of survival."

"It’s salvation, salvation."

"No, no."

"The five elents are destruction. I must carve a path of life out of this destruction."

"Outside the wall, there exist cultivators above Saint Masters."

"This is a witchcraft breeding ground, definitely a breeding ground."

"Why, why is it this way?"

...

Bai’s every word attempts to unveil its true aning, as Han Yi believes that even in madness, Bai speaks words he has pondered over, making each word significant.

Three hundred years pass.

Han Yi’s eyes widen suddenly. Before him, the more than half-destroyed White Continent accelerates its collapse.

In the depths, a shadow begins to expand into an ancient colossal form, moving upward. Beneath him, flas gather from everywhere on the White Continent, burning intensely, enveloping Bai as if he were the singular entity from No Origin.

"In the destruction, break through this No Origin."

"Today, I shall prove the Tao."

Bai’s two sentences lack madness entirely, being exceptionally calm instead.

He does not glance around but looks upward, raising his head.

Then, with a downward grasp, a colossal blade suddenly erges from the obliterated White Continent, captured in his hand.

This blade is imnse; Han Yi estimates its size comparable to an entire Holy Origin Land.

Its entirety a crimson red, the blade’s surface blazing with flas.

Upon witnessing the flas on this blade, Han Yi realizes that this blade has always been hidden within the White Continent, and for the past three hundred years, the flas burning the White Continent erged from this blade.

Unquestionably, this blade is a Holy Artifact, the most powerful kind among Holy Artifacts.

It should be noted, according to legend, No Origin was reset 120,000 Chaos Eras ago, over a hundred billion years ago. Assuming it carries pre-reset mories and is assisted by Unique Objects, makes this an assumption worth considering.

In the high sky of No Origin, as Bai withdraws the giant blade, the entire White Continent beneath crumbles completely.

"Amidst destruction, cleave a path through this No Origin."

"Today, I shall prove the Tao."

Bai’s voice echoes high in the sky, and with the giant blade drawn, the entire White Continent beneath him falls to complete ruin."