I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy - Chapter 1061

Chapter 1061: Chapter 439: The Battle of Cutting the Path, Cosmic Mysterious Sutra_1 Chapter 1061: Chapter 439: The Battle of Cutting the Path, Cosmic Mysterious Sutra_1 “`
A wave of sadness flowed through Han Yi’s heart; he knew that this emotion did not stem from himself but from the Green Reed Sword.

His current state was merely one of shared consciousness with the Green Reed Sword, so it was no surprise that he was influenced by such a sorrowful mood.

The sound of the sword’s cry was sharp and clear, turning from intense killing intent into relentless reluctance, but a hand gripped the hilt tightly, revealing the master of the voice that was almost within reach.

He was a middle-aged man with endless, profound eyes and a resolute, composed face, standing in the void, with boundless Taoism surging around his body’s outline.

Seeing the true face of this middle-aged man, Han Yi’s heart automatically recognized his identity.

He was an ancient immortal from the Ancient Times, the master of the Interception Sect, at the Realm of Heavenly Sovereign, the strongest Heavenly Sovereign of the Ancient First Era.

His Taoist name was:
Tongtian.

From the Ancient World, Tongtian Sword Sovereign.

The next instant.

Tongtian Sword Sovereign took out a shattered Jade Butterfly; despite its small size, its Taoism was profound, and its appearance made even the Sword Sovereign’s expression tighten slightly.

Then, he pressed the Jade Butterfly onto the sword in his hand, the green-black paired sword. With this press, the Jade Butterfly merged instantly into the sword, both becoming ethereal, leaving only a faint green-black sword shadow.

Tongtian Sword Sovereign’s gaze shifted, falling on the surrounding battlefield. In every direction, four massive and unparalleled ferocious swords fought, distorting space and time, with earth, fire, water, and wind surging in unison.

He took a step forward, and his figure transformed into a hundred thousand feet tall. To be precise, it was not a transformation, for this was his true form.

The original body of an ancient immortal.

Han Yi had once been pulled back to the times before the Ancient Era by the Ruyi Copper Coin, witnessing the Extreme Ancient Era never recorded before, an era where the Ancient World was whole, and ancient immortals, ancient gods, ancient evils, and myriad spirits coexisted.

The bodies of the ancient immortals from that era were not inferior to the ancient gods.

“Kill!”

The Tongtian Sword Sovereign, who had transformed into a body a million feet tall, let out a thunderous shout. Within the massive sword formation, the four ferocious swords howled in unison.

At that moment.

Because of the ethereal nature of the Green Reed Sword, Han Yi felt his vision blur. He knew this was due to the influence of the Green Reed Sword’s sight.

But Han Yi desperately tried to maintain clarity; just witnessing such a battle of Heavenly Sovereigns for a moment, not to mention comprehending it, would be a great gain far beyond his current realm.

What disappointed him was.

Through the blurred vision, in the end, he only saw the four swords suspended, and the sword formation turn into a Realm of Destruction.

Then.

Within a fraction of an instant, a disdainful snort came thundering. A Jade Butterfly, carrying an endless intent of creation as if it were the power of a great world itself, pressed down with a booming impact.

Boom!

An endless storm of utter destruction was born in an instant, sweeping over the locale of Han Yi’s phantom, which disintegrated in a flash.

Han Yi felt darkness before his eyes, followed by a prolonged fall, falling helplessly, until his consciousness seemed to split into countless parts, scattering in every direction.

In the last moments before falling into a light-filled cleft, he sensed those scattered consciousnesses.

Then.

He suddenly opened his eyes, filled with shock and uncertainty.

Before him, the Green Reed Sword floated silently, and no sound arose, while his surroundings were still the fairy pavilion assigned to him in the Original Art Dojo.

The scene he had just witnessed felt like an illusion, but having experienced the Ancient Illusory Realm before, Han Yi knew that it was a scene from a million years ago, which had indeed occurred.

“Interception Sect, Tongtian Sword Sovereign.”

“However, this differs from the myth I heard in my past life; it’s somewhat true and yet not.”

Han Yi’s brow furrowed slightly as he pondered.

His consciousness had merged with the Green Reed Sword, experiencing its emotions and learning some information.

The scene he witnessed was indeed the Great War of the Interception Sect, and its leader truly was named Tongtian, but the adversary he fought was not the Three Sects War as known from his previous world.

The Green Reed Sword had inadvertently conveyed that at the beginning of ancient times, the adversary of the Interception Sect was Taoism from Kunlun.

And the master of Taoism was a supreme entity known as Hongjun, who, during the Ancient First Era, was already at the peak of the Realm of Heavenly Sovereign.

Now, Han Yi also had some understanding of Heavenly Sovereigns.

One transcends the Ancestor to become a Heavenly Sovereign.

Besides, that battle involved no other sects, nor did it have the other two of the three saints he had heard about in his previous life.

That’s why he said that the mythological stories he heard in his past life were somewhat true and yet not.

And the giant Jade Butterfly that appeared at the end, as large as a world itself, was a treasure beyond Tao Artifacts in the hands of Hongjun, the Creation Jade Butterfly.

Additionally.

In the last instant of returning to his body, Han Yi, attached to the Green Reed Sword, sensed a division of consciousness, which should be the Separated Sword entering Reincarnation.

But the time was too short, and he was not familiar with the Nine Realms, unable to pinpoint the exact whereabouts.

To rely on this to find the Qingping Separation Sword would require a long time and involve crossing the Nine Realms.

For him, at this stage, it was not realistic.

Han Yi temporarily suppressed his inner thoughts and turned to look at the Green Reed Sword. Before allowing his consciousness to project to the dawn of ancient times, the Green Reed Sword had said that he carried a fraction of the Interception Sect’s fate.

This concerned him.

Fate is elusive and intangible; because of the Green Reed Sword and this portion of the Interception Sect Fate, Han Yi would not choose to stand as an enemy against a peak Heavenly Sovereign, a being at the pinnacle of the Ancient World, for that would be an unwise quest for death.

As if sensing Han Yi’s emotions, the Green Reed Sword vibrated slightly, and the aged voice once again resounded.

“You need not worry, for you are not required to do anything deliberately.”

“The last remnant of the Interception Sect’s fate lies with you. When your strength is sufficient and you feel it is time to do something for the Interception Sect, you can simply do it when the opportunity arises.”

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