Chapter 216: Chapter 161: Blood God Attack 3
Translator: 549690339
This was Ilan Yi’s assessment of his own strength over the past year.
The choice of this forest by the Blood God Sect cultivators happened to be located between two Immortal Cities; the time needed to escape to the nearest Immortal City was definitely enough for them to catch up and kill him several times over.
It was meticulously planned.
There was a traitor.
Han Yi’s heart shuddered as he thought of those people on the Immortal Ship who were not cultivators of the Xuandan Sect and couldn’t help but feel resentment.
Without a doubt, the most likely source of the problem would be those cultivators who are not from the Xuandan Sect.
He had let his guard down.
The peace of the past year had led everyone in the Xuandan Sect to believe that the remaining cultivators of the Blood God Sect, who had been annihilated, would definitely not dare to make a move again, and might even have moved far away to Daqin.
Unexpectedly, a year later they dared to appear and catch all of them off guard.
However, thinking about these things was useless now; he had to focus on how to survive first.
The other inner disciples who had been released all had their faces change, but they had all experienced the big battle a year before, and although they were panicked, they did not foolishly freeze in place. Instead, they quickly scattered and fled.
Life and death were determined by fate.
Whoosh!
The Peak Mastery of the Light Body Technique had turned Han Yi’s body into a phantom, imperceptible and the fastest among all the fleeing cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage.
Behind him, distant explosions and roars came from mid-air and the ground.
Han Yi did not dare to turn back even for a glance as this moment might be the key to his escape and survival.
The explosions gradually faded away.
After a full cup of tea’s time had passed and just as he thought he had escaped with his life when he fled out of the forest,
Whoosh!
A dazzling red Sword Light suddenly burst out from the front, abruptly reflected in his eyes, leaving his body no time but to instinctively tense up and shift slightly to the side.
Puchi.
The Sword Light grazed his cheek, splattering blood.
Without even having time to feel the pain, Han Yi had already retreated more than thirty meters back.
He had let his guard down once more, focusing 90% of his attention on the rear. He hadn’t expected that there would be Blood God Sect cultivators ambushing at the edge of the forest.
“Huh?”
A soft exclamation sounded.
A cultivator wearing a gray-white robe descended from the sky, gently beckoning the Bloody Longsword that had wounded Han Yi’s cheek to hover in front of him.
“I remember you.”
“Looks like you’re lucky to be alive until now, and even succeeded in establishing your foundation.”
“However, today, you have no more luck to speak of.”
The cultivator had a cold expression, and anger like a suppressed volcano was hidden in his calm eyes.
Han Yi, who had retreated thirty meters away and wiped the blood from his cheek, recognized the cultivator and couldn’t help but have his pupils contract slightly.
He had only seen this person once before.
However, during his Late Stage of Qi Cultivation, this person’s name was well-known to him.
Blood God Sect, Blood God’s child, Han Xuxiao.
However, Han Xuxiao had already advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, so he no longer held the title of Blood God’s child.
Back in the Evil Mountain Range, Han Yi had killed the spear-wielding youth who practiced dual cultivation of corporeal and incorporeal forms and escaped the forest before Han Xuxiao had arrived. If he had been just a step later, he would have been defeated and killed within an instant with his Qi Cultivation seventh level against the now legendary Han Xuxiao, no matter how strong his skills were.
At that time, the pressure Han Yi felt from that top-grade blood-colored Long Sword was no less than that from a Foundation Building late stage cultivator now.
However,
Today was different from the past. He had been weak back then due to inadequate time and a late start, but after more than ten years of hard cultivation, both of them now stood at the Foundation Building Early Stage. If he were still weak, it would be a waste of his Proficiency Panel, and he would have no reason to cultivate into an immortal.
Han Yi didn’t want to waste time since the pursuers from behind might appear at any moment.
He lightly beckoned, and the Green Reed Sword behind him returned to the scabbard on his back.
Then, he waved his hand lightly, and a black broken sword appeared in front of him.
Black Light Broken Sword.
This broken sword, given by Yuan Shun, was indeed a broken sword, but its power was the strongest among all Han Yi’s current means.
His divine consciousness surged and acted upon the Black Light Broken Sword.
Han Yi’s face even looked a bit ferocious.
He suddenly encountered misfortune, was hunted down, and fled desperately. He was worried about those three Foundation Building late stage cultivators, and as for the others in the Foundation Building Early Stage, daring to stand in front of him was like seeking death.
The sword was true to its name.
The black light flashed slightly and disappeared in an instant.
Fast, too fast; for the cultivators in Foundation Building Early Stage, this speed produced the effect of teleportation.
Thirty meters away.
Although Han Xuxiao appeared arrogantly on his face, he had never underestimated Han Yi. When Han Yi put away the Green Reed Sword and took out a strange broken sword, a sudden fear emerged in his heart – a sign of impending death.
At the time of the drastic change in his complexion, the blood sword in front of him had already turned into a blood light and rushed forward.
At the same time, four Spiritual Talismans appeared in an instant with mana surging and spirit light flickering.
Among these four talismans, one was an offensive Second-stage Talisman, and the other three were defensive Second-stage Talismans.
He was confident that even cultivators who had just stepped into Foundation Building Middle Level could not break the three stacked defensive talismans.
Time seemed to have slowed down by hundreds of times.
As the talismans were taken out from the storage bag, a black light had already shattered the blood light. The bloody long sword could not even last for a moment before it broke inch by inch, and the speed of the black light was almost unaffected.
Next.
The external space-time freeze did not affect the speed of the black light; it just passed through Han Xuxiao’s glabella with a gentle stroke.
This strike was even more terrifying, directly annihilating the Divine Soul within his Sea of Consciousness Space.
Without time to be astonished, Han Yi had already retreated frantically.
TWo of the four talismans had already been activated, and a blazing flame burst out from Han Xuxiao’s hand, spreading to the surroundings in an instant.
However, a defensive talisman in his other hand was also activated; a layer of gray light spread rapidly from his arm to his entire body.
After a earth-shattering explosion, more than a dozen trees on the edge of the mountain forest were destroyed.
A figure passed through the flame, quickly recalling the Black Light Broken Sword, and without hesitation, stepped on the black light, fleeing quickly at a low altitude. He did not even bother to look at the situation after the explosion, let alone the storage bag on Han Xuxiao’s body.
Compared to life, a storage bag was not worth mentioning.
This battle was fast, and it ended quickly.
In the past, the unrivaled legend of Qi Cultivation, Blood God’s child of the Blood God Sect, Han Xuxiao, was now unable to withstand a single blow from Han Yi’s sword.
Just a minute later, a cultivator appeared at the edge of the mountain forest.
In front of him was half a corpse, a complete arm connected to half a body, and two unactivated talismans in the palm of the intact arm.
There was no intact piece of flesh and blood around the half corpse.
More than a dozen meters away, a broken bloody sword lay on the ground. It seemed as if it had been pierced and shattered by an incredibly sharp and hard object.
“It’s Junior Brother Han.”
The cultivator waved his hand lightly, pulling the unactivated talismans and storage bag from Han Xuxiao’s half body, and then raised his head, his face filled with a cruel smile.
“Don’t worry, Junior Brother Han, your Senior Brother will avenge you.”
This blood-robed cultivator took out a talisman and threw it onto Han Xuxiao’s corpse.
The talisman burned, and a wisp of gray smoke emerged from the burned talisman, turning into the shape of an arrowhead. The arrowhead pointed in the direction Han Yi had fled.
Soul Chasing Talisman.
The blood-robed cultivator held the wisp of gray smoke in his hand, and the smoke seemed to solidify without dispersing. Then, he casually shook it and chased Han Yi.
