I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy Chapter 189 – Sword Points to Mo Wen

Chapter 189: Chapter 153: Sword Points to Mo Wen

Like a solar flare, the brightness and heat of the Abyssal Fire made it hard for people not to notice.

At the foot of the mountain in the market, when the formation was disturbed, the cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage flew up on their tools, while Qi Cultivation disciples scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing for their lives.

However.

In the sky, the three-legged Golden Cauldron had swelled to ten meters, pouring down rhe mysterious flames. Though it seemed slow, in reality, it was incredibly fast.

The formation trembled for an instant, and a flood had already fallen onto the market.

In that instant, the screams were intense and short-lived. On the ground, only a few Peak Qi Cultivators who were skilled in speed managed to survive. The rest perished within the liquid flames of the flood, their bodies dissolved instantly, and their Divine Souls extinguished.

At mid-air, there were three Foundation Establishment stage cultivators who had just taken to the sky, and were touched by the flames. At first, they didn’t care, and used Magic Skills to extinguish the fire on their bodies.

However, they discovered that once they were in contact with the fire, no matter the level of their Magic Skill, nothing could put it out. The fire only burned even more intensely, and within their Sea of Consciousness, their Divine Souls also had flames appear.

Their physical bodies and Divine Souls burned together, turning into ashes within a single breath. Even the tools and treasures under their feet were burned to ashes within the mysterious fire.

The flames that fell down spread and turned into a huge field, looking like a never-ending fire hell that sent chills down one’s spine.

Han Yi couldn’t help but take a few steps back quietly. Not only him, but the other cultivators of the Xuandan Sect who flew up on their tools also did the same.

“Not good, it’s the Xuandan Sect’s Huo Ming.”

“Damn it.”

“Kill!”

The first two sentences were the exclamation of the cultivators who flew into the sky from the market, and the last ’kill’ was Huo Ming’s loud shout.

With a slight pinch of his finger, the Abyssal Fire that fell to the ground rolled back, forming a crimson waterfall in the void, and rushed towards the only Golden Core stage cultivator who had risen from the market.

The cultivator was obviously very wary of the Abyssal Fire, constantly shifting positions as he offered a treasure and fought against Huo Ming.

“No need to hold back, let’s end this quickly and kill them ail.”

An elder of the Xuandan Sect shouted lightly. Han Yi recognized him as Shen Ping, a Foundation Building late-stage cultivator of the Azure Dragon Peak, ranked ninth in the Earth Ranking.

The other Foundation Establishment stage cultivators who rushed out to the market also had their murderous intent soaring, and they attacked ruthlessly.

In an instant, the sky above the destroyed market was filled with chaotic battles, which spread to the ground.

Boom!

Spiritual energy exploded, and the heavens became chaotic.

This was not Han Yi’s first time fighting against Foundation Establishment stage cultivators. Outside of Huanan City in Luofeng Country, he and Gu Zhijing had briefly clashed before. However, at that time, he had just entered the path of Qi Cultivation, and Gu Zhijing was already a decaying Foundation Establishment, which was an exception.

Right now, Han Yi was facing Foundation Establishment stage cultivators who were at their peak, and Gu Zhijing could not be compared to the current Heavenly Soul Sect or Blood God Sect cultivators.

But Han Yi was no longer the Han Yi he used to be.

Stepping into the Foundation Establishment stage, with a First-Class Immortal Foundation, his Spirit Sea was vast and a full 88 times more powerful. The growth in his magical power allowed Han Yi to display his skills in a completely new manner.

For Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, selecting an opponent had become an instinct.

Gu Yu, who had been standing in front of Han Yi, was already fighting a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

An old cultivator looked at Han Yi, and his pupils flashed with silver light, reflecting joy in his eyes.

“Kill!”

With a loud shout, he attacked Han Yi. In his view, Han Yi’s aura was also that of a Foundation Building Early Stage, and moreover, just those who had just entered the stage, with unstable auras.

Such cultivators still retained the combat style of Qi Cultivation, and would surely be defeated by an experienced Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. This elderly cultivator, who was also a Foundation Building Early Stage, was, however, experienced and had the advantage of longevity.

The elderly cultivator’s high-grade tool, a silver ruler, was thrown into the air, expanding into a giant ruler ten meters long. A silver light spread across the giant ruler, which then swept down towards Han Yi’s head.

The giant ruler created a sonic boom as it rubbed against the air. A halo formed at the edge of the ruler, which might have looked beautiful, but was deadly enough.

If it were an ordinary newly promoted Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, they would have been trembling with fear under the suppressive power of the giant ruler, even their Divine Souls locked in place.

However, Han Yi was obviously not among them.

Peng.

The giant ruler collapsed the void and smashed it directly to the ground, causing continuous tremors.

“Huh?” The elderly cultivator uttered in surprise as his body landed back on the ground. With a light wave of his hand, the giant ruler shrank and returned to his grasp.

The giant ruler had clearly missed its target just now, and when he lifted his gaze, he saw a young cultivator who had moved sideways about ten meters away compared to before. It was Han Yi’s movement that had allowed him to dodge the attack.

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“Not a bad speed,” the elderly cultivator said with a cold smile, but a chill had already risen in his heart.

Those who could live long, and had vast experience, were also more fearful of certain dangers, not simply assuming that longevity equaled strength.

In mid-air.

As Han Yi dodged the giant ruler, he had already landed on the ground. His face was solemn, but he showed no fear.

Although the elderly cultivator in front of him was stronger than Gu Zhijing, the difference wasn’t substantial. In Han Yi’s heart, he didn’t see him as much of a threat..