I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

During the war between the Zhijie and Daluo Xianjie, the immortals in Daluo Xianjie used to call the first of the nine subordinate races of the Zhijie the Abyss Demon Clan.

For Han Yi, who had entered the chaos, experienced several Dao domains, and crossed half of the Zushen Dao domain, he already knew that the so-called Abyss Demon Clan was also a branch of the God Clan.

It was just because they belonged to the world-level God Clan, not the Chaos-level God Clan, so they were affected by the environment and the cultivation methods, and they showed a state close to the devil.

But in a broad sense, the devil is the side of God.

Deep in the ancient veins of the abyss, in the Supreme Hall.

Seven figures stood in front of Han Yi. These seven were the ancestors of the Abyss God Clan, which was equivalent to the Dao realm of the immortals. In the God Clan, the realm belonged to the infinite realm.

Among them, there was only one in the infinite middle level, and the remaining six were all in the infinite initial level. This infinite middle level was the patriarch of the Abyss God Clan.

As for the previous clan leader who was in a high-level state but in poor condition and could not even wake up, Han Yi had no plan to convert him for the time being, because even if he was converted, it would be of no use to him given his special situation.

Inside the hall.

Han Yi asked about the ancestral tunnel, and got similar news from the clan leader of the Abyss God Clan as from the Giant Spirit God Clan. He also followed the Abyss Ancestors, walked down the tunnel, and saw the second nine-color light curtain.

The same light curtain, the same texture, the same wisdom seed, but this time it was not a silver light gathering, but a dark black light spot, condensed into a dark wisdom seed.

Leaving the tunnel and returning to the hall, Han Yi was slightly disappointed that there were only two wisdom seeds in the Abyss God Clan, including the new one.

The ancestor saw Han Yi's disappointment and explained it to Han Yi. Only then did Han Yi understand the truth, that is, the wisdom seeds obtained by this clan every ten thousand years were used on the previous clan leader who was in a special state. It was equivalent to off-site support, using wisdom seeds to maintain his state. Otherwise, this ancestor of the infinite high level would have fallen long ago over the years.

In addition, Han Yi also got a message from him, that is, because of insufficient wisdom seeds, they often took action to rob the wisdom seeds of other affiliated clans.

After Han Yi absorbed two wisdom seeds and obtained more than 60,000 life seeds, he set his sights on the infinite high-level ancestor in a special state, but he used the infinite high-level divine pupil to carefully observe the Taoist poison in his heart, but found that there was nothing he could do, and finally he had to give up.

This high-level infinite ancestor was hopeless.

Like the giant spirit clan, Han Yi did not ask the ancestors of the abyss clan to do anything, but asked these ancestors to start practicing the divine scriptures. Apart from that, he did not interfere with their actions.

Han Yi did this naturally because he wanted to keep the third wisdom vein intact to the greatest extent possible.

He didn't want to alarm a more powerful existence because of his transformation. Although he didn't find any wisdom masters walking in the third wisdom vein from the intelligence information of the giant spirit clan and the abyss clan, it's always right to be careful.

Then, he quietly left the Great Wisdom Heaven and went to the Great Wisdom Heaven.

Among the nine affiliated races, only the Abyss Clan, which ranked first, was in the Great Wisdom Heaven Realm, and the others were scattered in the other nine square heavens.

Next, he walked through the third wisdom vein, transformed the ancestral-level strongmen of the nine affiliated races, turned them into his own Wanming incarnation, and then seized the wisdom seeds, absorbed them and turned them into life seeds, and explored the situation of the tunnels under the ancestral courts of these clans, and found that the forms were the same.

Half a month later.

The third wisdom vein, the ancient fantasy heaven of the nine square heavens, outside the ancient fantasy palace, a figure looked down in a void in the sky.

This figure was Han Yi.

However, he was using invisible Taoist magic to hide his breath and figure, making it difficult for ordinary Taoists to detect him. Even if he was in the outer Taoist realm, he would not be able to find his trace unless he specifically explored this space.

"In half a month, nine affiliated races, 22 Wanming incarnations equivalent to Taoist cultivators, 18 wisdom seeds, and 490,000 life seeds."

"The shocking harvest far exceeded my expectations."

"More importantly, it was so smooth that I couldn't believe it, without any resistance."

"Next, we have to start with the Lord of Jiufangtian, transform him into a Wanming incarnation, and infiltrate the Zhizu."

"And, even the affiliated races have so many wisdom seeds, then Jiufangtian, the base camp of the Zhizu, must have more wisdom seeds, and it will definitely be a big surprise."

Han Yi suppressed his excitement, and his figure flashed, and he fled towards the Ancient Fantasy Palace.

Before this, he had captured several wise saints and knew that there were only two gods in the Ancient Illusionary Heavenly Palace. One of them was called the Illusionary Heart God and the other was called the Illusionary Shadow God.

Moreover, these two gods were lower-level gods.

Among the wise race, gods were divided into upper, middle and lower-level gods, which corresponded to the first step of the Dao realm, the Dao fruit realm and the outer Dao realm of the immortal way, or the three realms of the infinite initial stage, middle stage and high stage of the gods.

Han Yi learned that among the nine square heavens of the third wisdom vein, only the Great Wisdom Heaven and the Great Wisdom Heaven had upper-level gods, while the strongest of Mahakala, the Three Life Heavens and the Six Desire Heavens were middle-level gods, and the other four square heavens were all lower-level gods.

And he chose the Ancient Illusionary Heaven not because the gods of this square heaven were all lower-level gods, but because the ancestral home of the evil beast clan he had just visited was near the Ancient Illusionary Heavenly Palace.

In other words, the reason he chose Guhuantian was simply because it was on the way, not because this Fangtian was the weakest among the Nine Fangtians.

For Han Yi, who has been promoted to the high level of Wuliang and has the ancient weapon of Yueguang, the other Fangtians in Jiufangtian can be suppressed at will except Dazhitian.

Although Dazhitian claims that there are only two upper-level gods, that is, the existence of the outer Dao realm, Han Yi guessed that it must be concealing something. In Dazhitian, there may be a peak god who is superior to the upper gods, that is, the existence of the immortal Dao Hedao realm.

To deal with the Hedao realm, even Han Yi cannot complete the transformation of Wanming quietly, but needs to use all his strength, which is the case when dealing with the high priest of Purgatory Island.

Moreover, the high priest of Purgatory Island has just entered the Hedao realm, and the power of chaos he controls is actually not much. If he faces a senior, even a Hedao realm who is only one step away from the Heavenly Venerable, it is not certain who will win or lose. After all, Han Yi has only just entered the high-level Wuliang, and he is still a long way from the peak of Wuliang.

Condensing his thoughts, Han Yi disappeared in the sky. When he reappeared, he was already outside the Ancient Fantasy Palace. A thick invisible protective light shield covered the entire Ancient Fantasy Palace. If you have a pass to pass, you will not be affected by the light shield and can enter smoothly. If you break in illegally, you will be intercepted and the corresponding level of alarm will be triggered.

Han Yi has learned this from several wise saints he captured before. He does not fight a battle without confidence. He has done a good investigation at every step, instead of relying on his high realm and strong combat power to break in casually.

Although Jiufangtian of the third wisdom vein does not appear to be dangerous to him on the surface, it may not be the case in secret.

At the edge of the invisible light shield, Han Yi waved his hand, and a wise saint with a soul seal appeared in front of him. Then, Han Yi escaped into the body of the wise saint, gave him an order, and easily crossed the light shield and went to the depths of the palace.

This Heavenly Palace is different from the Sinful Heavenly Palace that Han Yi broke into. It is not suspended in the sky, but located on a vast mountain range.

The realm of the Wise Saint is equivalent to that of the Immortal Dao Immortal Venerable. In the Heavenly Palace, it is also a powerful existence second only to the Lord of Heaven. The entire Ancient Fantasy Heavenly Palace, except for the most core place, can be visited anywhere else.

And if there is an emergency, you can also step into the core area and report to the Lord of Heaven.

At this moment, the Wise Saint controlled by Han Yi went straight into the depths of the Heavenly Palace and walked in a palace that seemed real and illusory, ethereal and strange.

After a while.

He stood on the edge of a cliff, facing the undulating sea of ​​clouds in front of him, knelt on his knees, kowtowed and said respectfully: "Lord of Heaven, I have important information, please make a decision."

The sea of ​​clouds remained the same, but after three breaths, it suddenly swayed, and a figure, from illusion to reality, finally turned into a middle-aged man wearing a high crown, a black robe, and a dignified face.

This middle-aged man was one of the two Lords of Ancient Fantasy Heaven, the Phantom Lord of Heaven.

Just when the Phantom Lord appeared, the wise saint who was kneeling on the ground and bowing his head suddenly raised his head, and a golden light burst out from his eyes, covering the Phantom Lord.

Along with this golden light, there was a void that spread rapidly, covering this sea of ​​clouds, this cliff, and even several nearby mountains.

But this void only lasted for less than a moment, like an illusion. Even if someone noticed it, they would naturally think that this was some change of the Phantom Lord. After all, this area was the place where the Phantom Lord practiced, and there were many illusions on weekdays.

In the sea of ​​clouds, the golden light shot towards the Phantom Lord fell directly towards the Phantom Lord. Immediately, dense and fine divine patterns like sand were directly imprinted on the Lord's body, making his body, which was just about to move, completely solidified, and the subtle emotional changes in his eyes were also reflected clearly.

The God-sealing technique performed by the high-level Wuliang was quite powerful, and the target of the seal was only a lower-level God Lord, so the whole process did not happen unexpectedly.

Moreover, at this moment, the Void Sword Realm has already covered this area. Even if the Phantom God Lord breaks free from the God-sealing technique, he cannot escape and is doomed to be trapped.

On the cliff, Han Yi took Zhisheng into the world of divine orifices and revealed his true form. He gently waved his hand and summoned the Phantom God Lord who was sealed by the God-sealing technique to his eyes, and put his hands on his head.

At the same time, he cast the Book of Ten Thousand Darkness and summoned the Ten Thousand Darkness Space.

As long as the soul of this God Lord is pulled into the Ten Thousand Darkness Space, with the power of the Book of Ten Thousand Darkness, it is easy to brand it with a stable soul seal and make it his own Ten Thousand Darkness incarnation.

But at this moment, a shocking change that Han Yi could not have expected suddenly broke out.

The Lord of Heaven, who was sealed by the God-sealing Technique, suddenly opened his eyes as if he had touched a certain restriction. His eyes were completely unfamiliar with the eyes of the middle-aged man just now. He was no longer majestic, but indifferent, as if mechanical, without any emotion.

That's right, there was no emotion at all. Although Han Yi was not a master of playing with the seven emotions and six desires, at his level, all paths were the same. He could not be said to be proficient in the seven emotions and six desires, but he also understood a thing or two.

At this moment, Han Yi's eyes met with the phantom Lord of Heaven. The space around him seemed to have changed greatly in an instant. He seemed to have passed through a tunnel, stepped over the nine-color light curtain, and stepped into a mysterious place. In this mysterious place, there was an extremely huge, floating body lying horizontally. With Han Yi's current cultivation, he could not see its full picture.

In an instant, the space was broken, the illusion dissipated, and he broke free from this illusory connection.

Then, his hair stood on end, and a great fear crept into his heart, as if an invisible hand was grabbing his heart tightly, gradually tightening it, making it hard for him to breathe.

At the same time.

When he opened his eyes and looked indifferent, the Phantom Lord seemed to have changed into a different person. He stretched out his hand and tore the Divine Art on his body completely apart. The Divine Pattern shattered and fell down.

Then, he pointed forward, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, the Heavenly Palace shook, and a huge light blade fell from the sky and blasted towards Han Yi.

When the light blade appeared, all the cultivators in the Ancient Fantasy Heavenly Palace were also alarmed. The face of the Phantom Lord in another area suddenly changed.

"Phantom light blade, but how could it be so powerful?"

"No, although it is a light blade, the caster cannot be a phantom."

Immediately, the Phantom Lord seemed to think of some ancient rumors, and his face changed drastically, and it became more serious.

"Not good, it should have triggered the brand of the God of Wisdom."

He was about to fly up, but after hesitating for a moment, he fell back to his original position.

The brand of the God of Wisdom is an ancient rumor circulating among the Zhi Clan. Only the God of the Zhi Clan knows this rumor, and it cannot be told to the outside world in any way. Even the Abyss God Clan, the first affiliated race of the Zhi Clan, does not know it.

In the ancient times, after the death of the Great Lord of the Zhi Realm, it was rumored that his body returned to the Zhi Realm and was buried in the center of the Zhi Realm. At that time, the intelligent body that covered the entire Zhi Realm, the God of Wisdom, withdrew all energy and waited beside the Great Lord.

However, before leaving, the God of Wisdom performed the Supreme Wisdom Technique. All the Gods who originally existed or were promoted to the Zhi Realm will be branded. Once other cultivators try to get involved in the God and control the God, this restriction will be triggered, attracting the arrival of the God of Wisdom.

The God of Wisdom is equivalent to a powerful Tianzun level existence. Although there has been no trace of it for countless thousands of years, once it comes, its power is infinite. Even a trace is not something that ordinary Gods can bear.

The Illusionary God was unwilling to go because he was worried about being affected. It was said that the God of Wisdom was absolutely rational and would definitely not consider his existence and deviate the attack.

But as soon as he sat down, he realized something was wrong. Two terrifying auras that made him tremble burst out from the position of the Illusionary God, and then spread in all directions.

The aura of destruction came from far away and quickly crushed over.

He stood up again, and his face changed again: "Not good."

He jumped and was about to escape, but it was too late. He was swept into the tide of destruction.

Time went back to a breath ago.

On the edge of the sea of ​​clouds, as the light blade fell, Han Yi broke free from the extreme emotion of great terror, flipped his hand, and the Yueguang Divine Spear was already in his hand, and then he handed it forward.

The golden spear shadow swept across the sky and collided with the falling illusory light blade.

Boom! !

The terrifying explosion spread wildly, and then enveloped the entire Ancient Fantasy Palace. The palace collapsed and turned into ashes.

A figure escaped from the destructive storm and went straight into nothingness. (End of this chapter)