I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 623: Chapter 290: Nascent Souls Gather, The Power of Soul Loss

The middle-aged man held a palm-sized black magic plate in his hand. Within the magic plate were two colors of light, red and black, the black light in the middle, and the red light at the edge of the plate. At this moment, the red light pointed directly at the Qing Chi Sect ahead.

In Daqin Immortal Country, there was a national treasure called the Mirror of Immortal. In many Immortal Cities or branches of the Supreme Pavilion, there were branch mirrors, which, although weakened in rank, were still spiritual treasures. As for the main body of the Mirror of Immortal, it was a top-grade Spirit Treasure, extremely important even to the Daqin Emperor.

If Han Yi were here now, he would recognize that the middle-aged man who caught a trace of Han Yi’s aura from the Mirror of Immortal and rushed to this place was none other than Bao Zhe Sheng’s father, one of the Household Affairs Prefecture’s envoys.

In Bao Zhe Sheng’s soul images, there were many images of this middle-aged man, whose name was Bao Han Chi.

If this were in any other Immortal City, Bao Han Chi would have activated the Mirror of Immortal long ago, obtained Han Yi’s aura whereabouts, and pursued him. However, Qin City was the capital of a country, and even he had to spend a lot of time and pay a significant price to capture a hint of Han Yi’s aura.

But arriving here, he actually saw the Heavenly Tribulation turning into a sea of thunder, roaring down and pressing towards Han Yi of Xuandan Sect.

A sea of thunder forming Tribulation was not what one would normally expect. This phenomenon already belonged to an anomaly of the Nascent Soul stage, and such an anomaly indicated that the person undergoing the Tribulation was considered a consummate cultivator under the judgment of the Heavenly Tribulation.

Consummation, in simple terms, meant that the person had reached the pinnacle of the Golden Core path and had no room for further progress.

Such a person, compared to other Golden Core Peak cultivators, was much more powerful. Consequently, the power of Heavenly Tribulation would grow stronger, especially the sixth calamity.

The so-called Heavenly Tribulation was a disaster bestowed by the Heavenly Dao on every cultivator pursuing the Immortal Road. Such disasters began with the Nascent Soul stage, and then with every major realm, there would be Heavenly Tribulation, and even after becoming an Immortal, one still needed to overcome the Immortal Tribulation when breaking through realms.

Of course.

The stronger the Heavenly Tribulation, the greater the feedback that the person receiving it would obtain after overcoming it. Although the Heavenly Dao was unfair, it still followed certain laws.

Thoughts about the Sea of Thunderforming Tribulation flashed through Bao Han Chi’s mind as his expression darkened.

In the records of the Household Affairs Prefecture, a cultivator in the Yu Heng World once experienced such a phenomenon when undergoing a Nascent Soul Tribulation.

That person is now the most powerful cultivator in the entire Yu Heng World, unsurpassed by anyone.

He is the master of this land, the Emperor of the Daqin Immortal Country, Qin Yi.

After a brief pause, a surging Nascent Soul aura emerged from the mountains ahead, and a figure dashed upwards, easily traversing the Heavenly Demon Calamity. It then greedily absorbed the surrounding spirit energy, even causing the wind and clouds to change within tens of miles radius.

Bao Han Chi finally let out a turbid breath.

“Forget it, once entering the Nascent Soul stage, it would be difficult to deal with.”

“Moreover, this person has extraordinary luck and can’t be restrained. Even if I go, I may not win, so there’s no need to humiliate myself.”

Bao Han Chi didn’t lose his reason because Han Yi expelled Bao Zhe Sheng from the Cave Heaven. His main purpose in coming here was to find a way to intercept Han Yi’s Supreme Order and bring it back for Bao Zhe Sheng to use.

But now, Han Yi had already used the Supreme Order first, and his strength, with the help of the Heavenly Tribulation, had firmly entered the Nascent Soul stage. Such a genius could not be measured by normal standards, and he might not necessarily win against him at this moment even with his mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation.

With this thought, Bao Han Chi turned to leave. However, he stopped after only a short time, hiding in the void and looking ahead with an expression of watching a good show.

“I didn’t expect old man Huo to come as well. But without Zhuo Tianyi making a move personally, it would be impossible for Huo Feicheng, the deputy mansion master of Yan Wei Mansion, to capture Han Yi.”

“Well, let Huo Feicheng test the true strength of Han Yi.”

Bao Han Chi was in no hurry to leave.

More than twenty miles away from him, an Immortal Boat soared across the sky. On the boat, a white-bearded old man in the robes of a Deputy Mansion Master of Tingwei Mansion, holding a magic plate, swept across the sky, landing outside the Qing Chi Sect. The old man put away the Immortal Boat and strode toward the Qing Chi Sect. Beneath his arrogant expression, anger surged.

“Cutting off the young master’s Gu Yuan Knife, forcing the young master to take the Sky-breaking Limit-breaking Pill, and then killing the young master, causing him to miss the Supreme Order, Han Yi of Xuandan Sect, today, even if you have just entered the Nascent Soul stage, you will still meet your demise here.”

Huo Feicheng walked forward, but stopped halfway and looked to the side. Afterward, a cold look flashed in his eyes as if he was wary.

“Jin Wang of Imperial Censor Hall, he actually came too.”

In the direction he was looking, a blue-robed cultivator was riding a uniquely shaped Immortal Boat. The Immortal Boat was painted entirely black, its bow shaped like a halberd and spear. The blue-robed cultivator sat at the front of the halberd, while the black cylindrical pillar behind the bow and extending to the stern was carved with myriad beasts and demons.

This was not an Immortal Boat; it was clearly a giant transformed halberd, and the cultivator was sitting at the front of the halberd.

This blue-robed cultivator, who looked like a young man, casually draped his long hair over his shoulders. Sensing something, he glanced at Huo Feicheng, who had stopped not too far away, and then at Bao Han Chi hidden in the void about ten miles away. He then looked around at several places in the void within a hundred miles radius and revealed a smile as if to say, “I knew it.”

“As I thought, this was the right place to come.”

Blue-robed youth Jin Wang, one of the Daqin Three Halls’ Imperial Censor Hall’s eight Imperial Envoys and a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, didn’t put away the giant-transformed heavy halberd nor stand up. Instead, he leisurely sat on the halberd, taking out a notebook and began to record.