I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy Chapter 926 - 390: A Hundred-Year Dilemma, Immortal Skill Sw

Chapter 926: Chapter 390: A Hundred-Year Dilemma, Immortal Skill Sword Control_2

Along the way, he encountered several Heavenly Demon Gods and easily vanquished them. These Heavenly Demon Gods were proficient in Soul Skills, but Han Yi was only a step away from condensing his eighth Soul Skill, so naturally, he did not fear them.

In particular, his Soul-cutting Skill was extrely lethal to these Heavenly Demon Gods. It didn’t require the use of mana-consuming Immortal Skills, rely an Extre Realm level of Sword Control Skill was enough to dispatch them easily.

A mont later.

He finally rushed to the highest part of the valley and saw Pang Cheng hovering outside a ruined palace.

At this mont, Pang Cheng was casting spells to break open a mysterious Jade Box. The box was originally embedded in the depths of the palace, but since he had directly destroyed the palace, the secret chamber where the Jade Box was located was also exposed.

With a simple strike from Pang Cheng, he found that he could not open the Jade Box. This piqued his interest; such defensive strength indicated that there must be a significant secret within. One reason he had entered the Heavenly Demon Tao Realm was to find the secret to becoming an Immortal.

Therefore, he did not give up on the Jade Box, continuously bombarding it. The thick Demon Energy on the box gradually dissipated under his attacks, but was always just shy of breaking.

Just at this ti, a Three-eyed and Six-ard Heavenly Demon God approached. Pang Cheng had so impression of this Heavenly Demon God but did not pay much attention. He simply turned and bellowed a word, “Scram,” his voice booming like thunder, resounding explosively, as if even an ordinary Heavenly Demon God would flee in disarray before his imposing presence.

But the other party was unmoved, his figure not affected in the slightest, as he said coldly, “Great Qian Kingdom Duke Pang Cheng.”

Pang Cheng’s eyebrows rose as he turned to look, only to find that the figure had transford from a Three-eyed and Six-ard Heavenly Demon God into a Human Clan cultivator.

“Hmm?”

“Great Qian Kingdom Duke? Such an old-fashioned title.”

“Are you a Daqian Cultivator?”

Pang Cheng stopped his assault on the Jade Box and observed the Human Clan cultivator with interest, with ripples of emotion in his eyes.

In front of Pang Cheng, Han Yi reverted to his original form. He had taken the form of a Heavenly Demon Body on his journey for the purpose of reducing obstacles, and now he reverted back to his original form to face Pang Cheng, to settle a century-old cause and effect.

“I am Han Yi of the Xuandan Sect. Back then…”

Han Yi started to speak, but after those few words, he shook his head. He was sowhat out of character; this kind of self-introduction and seeking revenge was a complex left to him by Qin Wuxian’s death.

Since they had t, there was no need for further words.

He took a deep breath, his thoughts focused, and the Green Reed Sword behind him leapt into the air, sweeping lightly out.

Hiss.

Pang Cheng had been expecting Han Yi to tell an old story of seeking revenge, which would add so interest to his mundane Heavenly Demon life for decades. However, he did not expect that after rely stating his identity, Han Yi would stop abruptly, without another word, replaced by a swift and decisive sword strike.

Fast, incredibly fast, almost matching his own maximum reaction speed.

The Sword Light swept past his side, where it passed, the Demon Energy was wiped out, dissipating into nothingness.

“Hmm?”

“Interesting. Such a sword strike would indeed be unbearable for an ordinary Heavenly Demon God.”

“To wield such a marvellous sword strike with a re Middle-stage of Spirit Transformation cultivation level, you possess many secrets.”

With a light flick of his finger, Pang Cheng launched a condensed black demon power that spiralled into a drill, piercing through the air at a speed even faster than Han Yi’s sword strike.

The demon drill struck Han Yi, and the terrifying demonic power exploded, hurling a figure several miles away onto a palace, collapsing several buildings and kicking up a towering cloud of dust.

But as Pang Cheng hovered in midair, his expression sank slightly.

“Not dead?”

Several miles away, within the dust and demon energy that had yet to settle, a figure flew out of it—it was Han Yi.

At this mont, the grey-white glow around Han Yi had diminished by about a tenth, which allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief.

His first sword strike had rely been a probe. This was his first battle against a Half-immortal, and he could not afford to be reckless. He could not strike at full strength straight away but reserved so power in case of changes.

He had co to slay the enemy, not to perish alongside him.

Indeed, a normal extre peak sword strike could indeed pose a threat to a Half-immortal but was not fatal. Attacks from the Four Origins Tao Skills could be completely withstood by a Half-immortal, but the subsequent impact had to be borne by himself. Fortunately, he practiced the Ancient God System; his physical body was much stronger than that of an ordinary Half-immortal, so naturally, he did not fear such impacts.

With just one move, Han Yi had gained a clear understanding and assessnt of his own strength.

He took a deep breath, his eyes lit up with radiant light, divine fire engulfed his body, and his figure swelled suddenly to the brink of life and death, nine ters tall. His Divine Apertures opened wide, divine power surged throughout his body, and from afar, he appeared like a fla-wreathed Divine Spirit.

Swipe!

Under the Mind Realm Divine Technique, his figure instantly vanished from the spot, reappearing behind Pang Cheng. He threw a punch, the divine fire like waves, forming a limit-breaking strike.

Fist of Ancient God Destruction.

No, not just that.

This punch, on top of the Fist of Ancient God Destruction, was also empowered by the Ghost Chariot Demon Power and supplented by the mana of the Middle-stage of Spirit Transformation.

This was a triple-layered attack, the strongest state Han Yi could muster, barring Immortal Skills.

However, the mont Han Yi vanished, Pang Cheng was already aware, quickly forming a dark light shield. On the shield, a ceremonial palace erged where a Demon God sat cross-legged surrounded by countless Heavenly Demons kneeling in worship.

Boom!

The light shield shook but did not shatter, yet behind the shield, Pang Cheng finally showed a look of shock.