I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy - Chapter 365

365 Chapter 210: Returning Ruin Powder, Seven Fragrance Pill Spirit Killing Array 3

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In a blink of an eye.

On the battlefield, only Han Yi remained. He first descended and put away the broken Immortal Boat. Then, he glanced at the corpse of the bald, muscular man he had just killed, his eyes slightly narrowed.

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Within three breaths, the corpse and the nearby giant blade had disappeared. Han Yi guessed that there might be a hidden Golden Core Stage Cultivator nearby who took the corpse and the giant blade away, or it could be that the bald muscular man’s Divine Soul escaped and carried the corpse and giant blade away with him.

He had been too focused on the battle above just now to pay attention to the situation below, and he was completely unaware of it.

However, no matter which possibility, it indicated that the cultivator’s Divine Soul had not yet dissipated.

For Gold Core cultivators, their separated Divine Soul could survive for a while allowing them to seize another’s body, become a Ghost Cultivator, or become a Magical Treasure Spirit.

Among these methods, the first two would be hindered by the Heavenly Dao and subjected to punishments from the unfathomable forces, while the third would make them lose their initiative. They could only hope for the transformation of their magical treasure into a spiritual treasure so that they would have a chance to be reborn as a Spirit Clan member and begin a new path of cultivation.

Since he had lost track of them, Han Yi did not force himself to search further.

Next, with a swift movement, he pursued in a certain direction. By coincidence it was the direction where Wen Zhen had escaped.

The Spirit Combat Sect’s brocade-robed youth had surprisingly managed to recover and slightly advance his Divine Soul’s strength despite the influence of Remrmng Ruin Powder. Han Yi knew it would be quite dangerous to chase after him.

He couldn’t even have imagined what kind of mysterious Pill could temporarily suppress the poison of Returning Ruin Powder.

As for the middle-aged man holding the golden ruler, he had used the same desperate method that Han Yi had employed before. Under these circumstances, unless there was some powerful Soul Skill or Divine Soul transformation from the inside out, it would be difficult to eradicate the problem. His Soul Decline would only progress step by step.

Choosing an opponent was indeed a skill.

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Less than ten breaths after Han Yi’s departure.

A Golden Core loose cultivator appeared at the scene. He was a cultivator wearing a Daoist robe and carrying a long sword. He scanned the surroundings with a cautious and increasingly solemn expression.

“The aura of formations, spiritual talismans, and pills.”

“Three of them… three Golden Cores, ambushing a Foundation Establishment Cultivator?”

“Impossible, that cultivator must have used a technique to hide his aura Moreover, he should be a Middle Golden Core Stage Cultivator.”

“And the result was one Golden Core cut down, while the other two escaped. There are also traces of a giant magical treasure crushing an Immortal Peak at the scene.”

The Daoist robe-wearing loose cultivator’s pupils suddenly shrank.

“How powerful! The entire battle must have only lasted about ten breaths before ending.”

“When did Yuan Lao Mountain get such a powerful Middle Golden Core Stage Cultivator?” 6

“Strange, I haven’t heard of any sacred land fragments appearing recently.”

“I’ll have to be more careful from now on.”

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The Daoist-robed loose cultivator swiftly vanished from the spot.

A moment later, more and more cultivators rushed over from nearby, some puzzled, some shocked, some greedy, some retreating. There were all kinds of cultivators and various reactions to the situation.

On the other hand.

Han Yi was not slow.

His divine sense followed Wen Zhen, who had fled into the distance, and his face revealed a slight contemplation.

“This cultivator knows that his Divine Soul is weakened. If he tries to escape using the Immortal Boat, I will undoubtedly be able to catch up with him easily; hence, he simply relied on the complexity of Yuan Lao Mountain Range’s environment to try and shake off my pursuit.”

“However, his situation is different from mine. At that time, 1 had my spiritual power blocked and my Spirit Sea damaged but my divine sense remained intact. Desperately relying on my divine sense while escaping the Evil Mountain Range on the Immortal Boat and evading all evil beasts, I barely managed to catch my breath.”

“But his Divine Soul is the one that’s damaged now; his spiritual power and Spirit Sea aren’t injured. Although his giant ruler magical treasure still has some power, it’s like he’s blind and has lost his sense of direction. Even if he has the magical treasure in his hands, he can’t hit the enemy, and his efforts will yield little results.”

Han Yi pursued at a breakneck speed. With the Light Body Technique, his speed was inherently faster than ordinary Early-stage Golden Core cultivators At this moment, he went all out to chase after Wen Zhen in an instant; the distance between them was reduced to only eight kilometers.

However.

This eight kilometers was an absolute safety distance. If Wen Zhen’s Divine Soul had been intact, he wouldn’t be able to detect Han Yi’s presence. But since his Divine Soul was in chaos, Han Yi stood in an invincible position.

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Moreover, this time, Han Yi planned to thoroughly turn the methods he had earned from the Black Divine Tower’s assassin into his own experience to deal with Wen Zhen.

At the blink of an eye, Han Yi swerved to the side, bypassing Wen Zhen, but remained eight kilometers away from him.

One minute later.

The order of the two changed, with Han Yi leading in front and Wen Zhen fleeing behind him, and their distance was less than a kilometer.

Next.

Han Yi aimed for the right moment and flicked both of his hands to take out a formation plate from the Qiankun Ring. He left one main formation plate and placed the other eight plates within a three-hundred-meter radius.

The Spirit-killing Illusion Array was instantly formed.

Han Yi had refined this array during the nearly two months it took for him to travel from the Xuandan Sect to Yuan Lao Mountain on his Immortal Boat.

Apart from that, he had sorted out every other additional resource, including the Returning Ruin Powder, during that time.

Three breaths after the formation was set up, the disoriented Wen Zhen broke in.

Han Yi activated the formation, and mist permeated the area. His figure was hidden within the formation, and following past experiences, he immediately condensed nine Spirit-killing Avatars.

The Seven Star Kunwu Sword burst out with a fierce flash.

immediately following it were other Sword Tools, such as the Demonic Dagger Thunder Pond Sword, Phoenix Feather Sword, Green Reed Sword, and Fire Mist Sword. As for the two magical treasures he had obtained from Yan Bu – a short knife and a short sword – Han Yi had not yet refined them and did not take them out.

Also, this time, the battle took place on the ground, not in mid-air, so even the Green Reed Sword could be used by Han Yi.

With the scene of Yan Bn s death still fresh in his mind, Han Yi didn’t want to become another Yan Bu.

Right from the outset, he went all out, not even needing to test his opponent. Everything would be considered only after killing the enemy.

The moment Wen Zhen entered the formation, his expression changed dramatically. Having been cultivating for nearly ninety years and being in a high position within the Ruthless Sect, he recognized the array at a glance.

With the Third-stage Mid-quality array that could trap and kill enemies, he knew that under his current condition, entering the formation without his strongest Taixu Fire Talisman would spell certain doom.

Great terror came with life and death, and Wen Zhen was well aware that if he were killed here, Han Yi would not spare his Divine Soul. He would become utterly destroyed, without even a chance to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

“Wait! I know Yan Ru’s whereabouts..”