I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Near the center of the underworld, there is a huge ancient city. The ancient city is dark, and the walls are covered with the underworld air that is like a substance.

Inside and outside the ancient city, there is a deathly silence, and there is a sense of vicissitudes and heaviness that permeates the ancient city.

Hundreds of thousands of miles in front of the ancient city, in the sky, there is a huge space passage.

If Han Yi is here, he will recognize that this passage is almost the same as the passage in the center of the Daluo Immortal Realm, whether in size, state or breath.

When Han Yi stepped into the underworld.

A light exclamation sounded in the depths of the ancient city.

Immediately, a black figure wearing armor and a black mask walked out from the depths of the ancient city.

The figure is about nine meters tall, like a little giant.

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The black mask on his face only reveals a pair of black eyes. The eyes were originally dead, but at this moment, there are more doubts that have not appeared in countless thousands of years.

The armor on his body was pitch black, with a knife mark on the front. This huge knife mark went diagonally downward, almost splitting the armor in half.

As the armored black shadow came over, a terrifying pressure that even the space could not bear slowly emerged.

The entire ancient city seemed to be reviving and embracing.

When the armored black shadow stood on the wall of the ancient city, he did not look at the space channel in the sky hundreds of thousands of miles away, but looked to the east. Across the distant land, he saw a figure with a restrained breath, carefully stepping onto the land of the underworld.

"The breath of a underworld slave."

"Moreover, it is not the one who obtained the broken Wanming Immortal Scripture through blood sacrifice, but the orthodox underworld slave who practiced the Wanming Book. He is only one step away from getting rid of the identity of a underworld slave and becoming a underworld soldier."

"How is this possible?"

"The Wanming Book automatically chooses its master?"

The armored black shadow, under the dark mask, rang a hoarse voice, which seemed to have been dry for countless thousands of years, making people uncomfortable.

After standing on the wall of the ancient city for a breath, he gradually walked up to the sky.

Immediately, he looked at the huge space passage hundreds of thousands of miles away. A strange look flashed in his dead eyes. He slapped his palm, and endless dark energy emerged from the land of the underworld and rushed into the sky, but when it approached the huge space passage, it was silent and all dissipated.

"Heavenly Way!" The armored black shadow said in a deep voice.

Then, he lightly tapped, and more dark energy emerged in the surrounding space. The dark energy condensed into a thick barrier around the huge space passage, which wrapped the space tightly.

If there are other eighth-level beings or visitors from the chaos, they will first have to face these terrifying dark energy. If they are below the Daozu, they will almost collapse at the first touch. Even the Daozu can only survive.

This is the response of the underworld overlord to the heavenly way of this world.

My territory, even if you open the way, I will block it.

The armored black shadow no longer looked at this space passage sealed by the dark energy and went east.

In fact, he had known about this space passage more than ten years ago, but he was too lazy to care. If Han Yi had not appeared and alarmed him, he would not have left the ancient city at all.

For him, this ancient city and the treasure in the ancient city were everything he protected with his life.

He walked in the underworld. Wherever he passed, countless underworld spirits transformed from mountains, rivers and lakes knelt down and bowed their heads, and thousands of ferocious underworld beasts also kowtowed in fear.

Although he did not transform this underworld much, it has been subtly transformed for countless thousands of years. This has become his world.

After a few breaths, he stood in the sky and looked at Han Yi, who was hiding his figure below and heading northwest, thinking.

Below.

When Han Yi just climbed up to the underworld, he found that the underworld energy suddenly changed dramatically and surged towards the core of the underworld.

He did not retreat and leave, but strengthened his vigilance. He used the sixth-level peak fetal transformation fairy art to converge his breath to almost nothing, and then avoided the perception of the underworld beasts and underworld spirits, and swept towards the split sword sensed by the Qingping Sword.

The location of the split sword is northwest of where he landed.

If everything goes well, it will only take a few days for him to get the split sword and leave quickly.

But in less than an incense stick of time, Han Yi found something wrong.

The underworld beast he sensed bowed and trembled, and even the underworld spirits of the mountains and rivers took their true forms and bowed their heads.

Moreover.

It was the same everywhere he passed along the way.

Halfway through the journey, he suddenly thought of something, and his heart trembled, his scalp tingled, and after stopping, he no longer restrained his breath, showed his figure, tidied his clothes, and straightened his face. He bowed to the center of the underworld and said:

"Junior Han Yi, the cultivator of Daluo Suizhu Taiyi, has no intention of offending the senior. I came here to obtain the lost sword. Please forgive me!"

After that, there was a dead silence around. A few miles ahead of Han Yi, a underworld spirit that was formed by a huge flower bud absorbing underworld energy and practicing, and whose body transformed into a girl, knelt on the ground, not daring to raise her head at all, and she trembled all over.

"He's dead, this foreign immortal is dead."

"He dares to speak in front of the supreme Lord of the Underworld, he must be dead."

"Please don't drag me down."

She could sense that the Lord of the Underworld was in the sky, and the fear coming from the Underworld Core was definitely not wrong.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel any response, nor did he hear any sound.

Just when she was confused.

The fear in her Nether Core gradually dissipated and went away, as if the feeling just now was not real, but an imaginary one.

She did not raise her head immediately, but waited for a full stick of incense, and confirmed from the Nether Core many times that the Supreme Nether Lord had left, before she dared to quietly raise her head and look up into the sky.

In the sky, the thin Nether Qi drifted with the wind, no different from before.

"Did I sense it wrong?"

This Nether Spirit, who had just transformed not long ago, couldn't help but have more doubts in his heart.

A few miles away.

Han Yi was actually not sure whether it was the Nether Overlord who was watching him, but when his thoughts surged and his scalp was numb before, this was the only explanation.

But now, after waiting for an incense stick, there was no response at all, and then he saw a weak Nether Spirit a few miles away, who stopped kneeling and quietly raised his head.

Han Yi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He had read the information of Xuanzang Palace. In the underworld, all the underworld beasts and underworld beasts were actually influenced by the underworld overlord, the ‘Ming’, just like the natural relationship between high and low.

Just now, he guessed that the underworld overlord appeared, and it was also because of the countless underworld beasts and underworld spirits bowing and kneeling along the way that made him have this guess.

"Leaving?"

Seeing the underworld spirit raise his head, Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief and had another thought.

He waited for a moment, and after looking at the underworld spirit who raised his head, he quickly hid his body and fled to the northwest.

If it was the underworld that appeared just now, even if he just cast his eyes here, and nothing happened afterwards, it means that the underworld overlord did not care about Han Yi's landing, then he took back the sword, naturally fine.

If it was not the underworld just now, but other existences, or it was just Han Yi's illusion, then nothing happened at this moment, which also means that he was left here by the fall.

Moreover, since he had come here and had experienced the danger, Han Yi would not give up halfway.

What he didn't know was.

Before a stick of incense.

When the huge armored black shadow stood in the sky and looked at Han Yi below, a hint of doubt first appeared in his dead eyes under the black mask.

He stared at Han Yi intently, trying to see through Han Yi's true and false, but even with his realm, he couldn't see through Han Yi's deepest secrets.

"The immortals and gods practice together, and there is a little breath of the demons."

"In the Taiyi Realm, there is a divine sword of the Tianzun level. Well, it's just the trace of the sword, not the real body."

"The sword is a bit interesting, the cause and effect are not small, it should be for the sword."

"However, in the deepest part of its immortal soul, it seems that there is no problem, but I always feel that something is wrong. Is there something that even I can't see through?"

"Finally."

"It is indeed the breath of the underworld slave, and it is not stolen by external forces, but the real, most orthodox breath of the underworld slave."

"This was extremely rare when Wanming City was still there."

"The strange thing is that the Wanming Book is still asleep and has not been opened. How can a underworld slave appear?"

The armored black shadow really couldn't figure it out, and his thoughts fell on Han Yi, thinking.

"The Wanming City was destroyed, the inheritance was scattered, and I risked my life to take the Wanming Book away and hid it in this world."

"A Ming slave, no matter how orthodox his practice is, is powerless in the face of that great power."

"However, if you can transform from a Ming slave to a Ming soldier, and then be promoted to Ming general, Ming lord, and finally maybe become the Ming lord, completely in charge of the Wanming Book."

Thinking of this, the armored black shadow shook his head.

A small immortal lord, the Wanming Book has only practiced to the Ming slave, which is too far from the Ming lord. His thoughts just now are really unrealistic and too much.

Before he left, he took out a black crystal stone and threw it lightly. The crystal stone disappeared into the air.

"Although Wanming City is destroyed, the rules cannot be broken."

"Since you are a top-level underworld slave, I will set a test for you. If you can pass it, you can obtain a Wanming Origin and break through to the underworld soldier."

"If you can't pass it, it means that you have this calamity in your life, so don't blame me."

The armored black shadow took a deep look at Han Yi for the last time, turned around and left, and went directly back to the depths of the ancient city.

Han Yi naturally didn't know about this scene.

The strength realm was too different. Even if the armored black shadow stood in front of him, if he didn't want Han Yi to find him, Han Yi couldn't see it at all.

After confirming that there was no abnormality, he hid his body again and went to the northwest.

Next.

Han Yi never saw the underworld beasts or underworld spirits kneeling down again, and with his current strength, even in the underworld, there were only a few underworld beasts and underworld spirits who could find him and let him take a detour.

And.

Han Yi also discovered a very unusual phenomenon along the way, that is, even if the underworld beasts and underworld spirits did not kneel down, they were unusually docile and stayed in their own territory, unusually quiet, which was completely different from what was recorded in Xuanzang Palace.

In Xuanzang Palace, it was mentioned that the underworld beasts were ferocious and the underworld spirits were fighting for territory.

However, having come this far, this abnormal situation did not stop Han Yi from retreating, but made him more vigilant and restrained his breath more comprehensively.

Three hours later. After crossing a long distance, Han Yi finally arrived at the place where the sword was located.

In front of him, there was a huge valley lying on the ground. The ridges on both sides of the valley were towering into the clouds. Above the valley, the dark air condensed into clouds, swirling and changing.

Han Yi fled to the valley, but the next moment, he suddenly realized the danger and retreated backwards.

At the entrance of the valley, a black arrow fell from the sky, pierced through the ground, and reached the deepest part of the earth.

Han Yi's eyes trembled. Although this attack only had the combat power comparable to that of a senior immortal, it would be no problem for him to block it, but he retreated not because of the attack itself, but because he sensed that something had changed, and jumped out of the attack circle first out of instinctive vigilance.

He looked up and saw a figure standing quietly on a protruding strange stone on the hillside of the valley. This figure was three meters tall and looked like an ape. He held a wooden longbow, but had no quiver or arrows.

But Han Yi could tell at a glance that the other party was not a ghost beast, but a ghost spirit.

Ghost spirits are alternative life forms formed by the mountains, rivers, and lakes of the underworld, and the tree spirits that absorb the ghost energy and transform into ghost spirits.

These life forms can transform into spirit bodies, so they are called ghost spirits.

However, its spirit body is not necessarily in human form, but in various forms, including human form and the form of various beasts.

Along the way, Han Yi encountered many ghost spirits.

The key to ghost spirits is the word "spirit", while ghost beasts are more beastly.

Although this ape has the appearance of a beast, its core is condensed from ghost energy, and it is a spirit body.

After this ghost spirit appeared, eight ghost spirits in the shape of apes appeared one after another on many strange rocks on the mountainside of the valley.

These ape ghost spirits were silent, but the aura of killing permeated the space, which made Han Yi's face suddenly stern.

"It is equivalent to nine senior immortal king-level ghost spirits."

"No, more than that..."

Han Yi looked up at a higher position, where a huge stone protruded from the mountainside, like a platform. A five-meter-tall ape had stood on the edge of the stone platform at some point, with his eyebrows lowered, looking down at Han Yi.

Although the ape's aura was not revealed, Han Yi deduced that it must be stronger than the nine-headed ape below, but not to the level of immortal strength that made him feel uneasy.

It should be a peak immortal king-level ghost spirit.

However, after seeing this five-meter-tall ape, Han Yi also knew what the true form of these ghost spirits was.

"It's these strange stones."

"The strange stones absorb the ghost energy, practice to become spirits, and turn into ghost spirits."

"And it may be because there are low-level apes and ghost beasts jumping on the strange stones all year round, so the first choice of ghost spirit form for these strange stones is monkeys."

Han Yi held the Qingping sword and looked at the ten figures above, which were in disorder but all contained a solemn and murderous meaning, and had no intention of retreating.

To date, he has three seventh-level immortal arts, and not long ago, he had a preliminary understanding of the three thousand sword realms. Not to mention that only one of the ten ghost spirits was at the peak immortal king level, even if there were ten monkeys at the peak immortal king level, he dared to draw his sword.

No one could stop his determination to obtain Qingping's sword.

As his thoughts turned, he took a step forward and disappeared from the spot.

In an instant.

The sword light exploded, and the murderous intent boiled! (End of this chapter)