I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy - Chapter 627

Chapter 627: Chapter 291: Supernatural Hellfire, Soul Technique Ingeniously Applied_2

However, in Xia Quan’s memory of the Soul shadow, the young man was recorded, or more comprehensively speaking, Han Yi knew all the reputed Nascent Soul cultivators in Daqian.

This young man was one of the eight Imperial Censors of the Imperial Censor Hall, one of the three halls of the Daqin, and his name was Jin Wang.

But what made Han Yi feel a little relieved was that the imperial censors of the Imperial Censor Hall recorded everything happening in the world but rarely intervened.

However, even if he knew that Jin Wang would not take action.

This deputy Lord of the Yan Wei Mansion, who reported his name upon arrival, Huo Fei Cheng, would definitely not be killed by him even if he had the real strength to do so.

Otherwise, the surrounding Daqin cultivators would never sit idly by. Even if he could escape, more cultivators would hunt him down. Even the Mansion Lord of the Nine Mansions might personally take action. If he was not careful, he would explain his actions to Daqin.

Therefore, the best strategy would be to defeat one or two Nascent Soul cultivators, show his strength, and let the opponent leave if possible. If they did not retreat, he would choose to quickly escape.

However, holding back during the fight was not easy for him. If he was not careful, he could be defeated himself.

So at this moment, Han Yi’s thoughts were rolling like waves, trying to find the most stable escape route.

However, as he pondered, the attack had already come, and he had no choice but to respond temporarily.

Whoosh!

Breaking through the myriad of Fire Prison, the Green Reed Sword passed through, and wherever the Sword Light went, it extinguished the fire. However, within the spreading space, there was no end to the Fire Prison. The moment it arrived, several Fire Prisons had already evaded the Sword Light’s coverage and reached Han Yi’s body.

These Fire Prisons were Huo Fei Cheng’s supernatural powers and naturally had great destructive power. Han Yi could not help but be cautious about them.

But he didn’t sit still, standing in the void, he threw a punch.

Bang!

The approaching Fire Prisons, like fireworks, exploded in the air and scattered as they fell.

Bang, bang, bang!

With a faint touch, one punch followed another, Han Yi’s face expressionless, his body circulating with a light golden light. The light shone through his body, making him look like an ancient god.

A mile away, Huo Fei Cheng’s pupils shrank violently, and he exclaimed, “You’re still a body cultivator?”

More than a dozen miles away, Bao Han Chi was also shocked, his breath unable to hide, revealing his figure.

“How strong! Is this flesh on the path of the Ancient Gods?”

“Although there is no way forward, it’s extremely difficult and powerful before reaching the Spirit Transformation.”

“Moreover, looking at his flesh, it can even break through the Fire Prison with a fist, and it’s already capable of resisting mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators with the power of the body.”

“Who is this Han Yi? Xuandan Sect? Impossible, Daqian has a small Nascent Soul Sect that’s not one of the top three sects; their resources are too limited to cultivate a true dragon.”

“There must be many secrets about him.”

Thinking of this, Bao Han Chi, who had originally given up on the idea, showed a touch of greed again. He had been trapped in the mid-stage Nascent Soul for two hundred years. If he could seize the Immortal Affinity from Han Yi, he might have a chance to advance to the late-stage Nascent Soul.

For Daqian’s official cultivators, the difference between the mid-stage Nascent Soul and the late-stage Nascent Soul was only a small realm, but it was entirely different. The mid-stage could only be an envoy of the Household Affairs Prefecture, but the late-stage could already be the Lord of a mansion. Both in terms of status and strength, they were worlds apart, so he couldn’t help but be tempted.

Apart from him, within the hundreds of miles of void space surrounding them, many hidden cultivators were also shocked, their eyes fixed on Han Yi in Qingchi Palace, their gazes distant and thoughtful, unknown to others.

Meanwhile, in the field.

Han Yi spurred his body’s strength, resisting the Fire Prisons head-on, but after a short period of three breaths, he already felt his fists burning. After all, his flesh wasn’t the real body of the Ancient Gods but still the body of a cultivator. While he could observe his flesh fighting the Fire Prisons for a short time, it wasn’t for long.

Han Yi was prepared for this.

As he saw one group of Fire Prisons being smashed apart, he quickly formed a mysterious seal.

This seal was quickly formed, and at the moment it was completed, a wave emerged from his body and fell on Huo Fei Cheng, a mile away.

The Nine Soul Destruction Mark.

In an instant, the two, who were only a mile apart, paused together. Following that, their Nascent Souls were pulled into the Soul Slave Space.

Huo Fei Cheng was, after all, a cultivator of the Nine Mansions. When he realized that his Nascent Soul had suddenly changed and he was already in a different world, his face changed drastically.

But before he could make a move, he saw more than twenty pitch-black Sword Lights whizzing in and falling with a swipe.

Han Yi, a hundred meters away, used the Nine Soul Destruction Mark to connect to the Soul Slave Space and instantly pulled both of their Nascent Souls into the Soul Slave Space. At this moment, the speed of time in the outside world was much slower, and the time difference between the Soul Slave Space was absolutely enough for Han Yi to inflict heavy damage on Huo Fei Cheng.

He didn’t want to make Huo Fei Cheng his Soul Slave. Doing so in full view would be the path to death, so he wouldn’t be foolish.

However, apart from enslaving Divine Souls and Nascent Souls and transforming them into Soul Slaves, the Soul Slave Space had another ingenious use, which was the confrontation of Divine Souls and Nascent Souls.

At this time, Huo Fei Cheng, who was just reacting, wanted to use Soul Skills, but it was already too late. After Han Yi’s Divine Soul was merged with the Golden Core, his Nascent Soul was not weaker than other mid-stage cultivators.

More importantly, Han Yi had several Soul Skills, which, when used by the Nascent Soul, were almost impossible to resist for ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

At this moment, in the Soul Slave Space, Soul Swords whistled like rain, piercing through Huo Fei Cheng’s Nascent Soul, and the power of Soul Destruction turned his Nascent Soul into a bloody mess. The screams of his Nascent Soul were endless.