Chapter 359: Chapter 208: Yuanqiao Holy Land, the Sudden Ambush 3

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In an attempt to make things believable, Wen Zhen also mobilised the proselytisers of the Fragrance Sect and numerous believers. After some searching, he did indeed find traces of Yan Ru’s movements in the wild, but all he found was a blood-stained garment.

After cutting off a corner of the garment and placing it in a box, he tampered with the box a bit. He then secretly devised a plan, murdered Zhang Kun, the owner of the Xuan Fire Pill shop in Lingchuan City, and replaced him. After that, he just had to wait.

As a cultivator with three identities, Wen Zhen had deeply internalized his impersonations to the point of utter realism, so much so that even Han Yi could not discern them apart.

Additionally, the blood-stained cloth was confirmed to belong to Yan Ru, so Han Yi did not suspect Zhang Kun.

However.

What Wen Zhen didn’t expect was that Han Yi actually followed the lead of the blood-stained cloth and travelled across more than half of Daqian, spending nearly two months, to reach Yuan Lao Mountain. This forced Wen Zhen to constantly chase after him. If it were not for the Mother-and-Child Blood Murder Plate, he might have completely lost Han Yi’s trail.

That was the reason why he said he had ‘miscalculated’.

However.

It seemed that Yuan Lao Mountain was the end of the line. This place was to be Han Yi’s burial site, even if he was the ninth of the Qianlong who managed to kill Lu Jie, could he possibly handle three Gold Core cultivators at the same time?

Li Qiushui, the Golden Core Peak cultivator, had shocked the world by killing three True Monarchs in a battle on Yuan Lao Mountain.

Wen Zhen didn’t believe in Han Yi’s capability to kill three Gold Core cultivators all by himself, given his Foundation Establishment-level cultivation base.

There was only one Li Qiushui in Daqian.

Two days later.

Another Immortal Boat stopped above the forest, from which another Gold Core cultivator descended.

Three days later.

The third Immortal Boat arrived suddenly…

Meanwhile.

Three days earlier.

As soon as Han Yi stored his Immortal Boat and set foot on these mountains, he began searching for Yan Ru.

However, after just two days, he stopped in a palace lodged obliquely between two cliffs, silently looking at a collapsed corpse in front of him.

He recognized the owner of this corpse.

It was one of the four loose cultivators claiming to be from Luoxia Mountain in Daqian Immortal City, whom he met on the Immortal Boat on his return from Tian Nan Immortal City.

LuYi.

Lu Yi was relatively thin compared to typical cultivators. If one were to judge based solely on his physique and facial features, he looked like an old farmer. He had previously explained the situation of the Chaotic Divine Evil Poison.

Presently.

Lu Yi’s corpse hadn’t yet decayed. For Foundation Establishment Cultivators, their corpses could remain intact for several decades.

However, on his brow, there was a clot of blood. It appeared that he had been killed by some kind of sharp object piercing through his brow.

“Without the protection of the Dao, those who seek immortality are ultimately chasing after the moon in the water, and flowers in the mirror; a castle in the skies. In the end, it’s all in vain.”

At this moment, Han Yi seemed to have a deeper understanding of Cultivation. The four loose cultivators of Luoxia Mountain were cautious. They didn’t like to fight and preferred to live in peaceful and remote areas, treating health preservation as Cultivation. This philosophy left a deep impression on Han Yi.

However.

From the appearance of Lu Yi’s corpse here, this philosophy was clearly extinct in the Cultivation World.

Han Yi dug a hole with his Sword Tool, buried Lu Yi and helped him rest in peace. That can be said to have completed the karma owed to him from their previous encounters.

A moment later.

Han Yi left this tilted palace and wandered within Yuan Lao Mountain. He entered every palace to search for clues. In every time frame, he would meet quite a few cultivators, most of whom were Qi Cultivating Cultivators. A small fraction were Foundation Establishment Cultivators, and mostly at the Foundation Building Early Stage or Middle Level.

All these cultivators, without exception, were loose cultivators.

Though Yuan Lao Mountain is a remnant of Yuan Lao’s holy land, many fragments of the holy land have fallen and have probably been searched by countless cultivators. Most of those who come to Yuan Lao Mountain are loose cultivators trying their luck.

However, every once in a while, a few pieces of the Holy Land’s fragments would fall. The restrictions on them wouldn’t easily be broken either. Therefore, real powerhouses wouldn’t just idly wait around. They would only hurry over once they had accurate news.

It had been two years since the last fall of fragments. If there had been treasures among them, they surely would’ve been looted by now.

However.

Han Yi didn’t come here for treasures, but to find someone, so he had had a peaceful journey so far.

Moreover, Han Yi’s cultivation base had advanced to the Foundation Establishment Peak. Among the cultivators in Yuan Lao Mountain, ninety-nine percent of them were loose cultivators and none dared to provoke him.

Two days later.

Upon failing to find any clues and exiting a palace, Han Yi saw a middle-aged man in a black robe descending from the sky and coming straight towards him.

The middle-aged man held a golden ruler in his hand and with no regard for propriety, he smacked the ruler straight down.

In an instant, the golden ruler instantly expanded into a colossal object and an overwhelming golden glow was released, blanketing the entire sky, bearing down heavily on the ground.

Right from the start.

It was a full-force attack from a Gold Core cultivator.

And more.

At the same time.

A cultivator materialized three hundred meters away to the left. This cultivator had a robust physique, unusually bald, and held a giant sword in hand.

The giant sword was pitch black.

This bald cultivator was rather tall, measuring more than two meters, but the black giant sword in his hand was twice his height, nearly five meters. Moreover, the blade was thick and wide, clearly immensely heavy.

lhe moment the bald cultivator appeared, he fiercely chopped down his giant sword. A streak of black sword light erupted wildly as if it was a black dragon. Everywhere it passed, everything in its way the earth, shrubs, rocks, palace fragments were turned to dust.

The sword light charged directly towards Han Yi.

There was more.

Right above Han Yi, in the sky over the palace he had just left,

A distinguished young man in a brocade robe was sitting cross-legged in the void. In front of him stood nine battle flags, each of a different colour and only about a foot tall. However, the area around the flags was filled with dense spiritual energy, causing even the space to ripple.

The youth casually waved his hand, and of the nine-coloured battle flags, six scattered in different directions, hiding within a radius of a thousand meters.

1 he remaining three were pulled out by him and thrown towards Han Yi. As the flags fell and met the wind, they rolled towards Han Yi.

In just a blip.

The assault of the three Gold Core cultivators came so suddenly. Right from the start, they left no holds barred and attacked with full force.

The golden ruler, the giant sword, the battle flag.

Given the power they emanated, they were all magical tools.

lhe murderous intent was dense and instantaneously enveloped him.

This situation was almost like the time Han Yi was chased for killing Lu Jie in Shu Du. However, back then, only Lu Jie was after him, but now, it was three Gold Core cultivators.

In a blink.

Boom! Boom!

The spiritual energy within a radius of a thousand meters went into an uproar, reaching a peak in an instant.

And at the center of the murderous intent of the three Golden Core cultivators was Han Yi, who managed to react just before the golden ruler fell from the sky.

However, the killing intent came too quickly and too violently, like a drowning sea that swept toward him. Even for him, the time to think was limited to just a few thoughts.

When the thoughts stirred, there was no need to say more.

Only-

Kill!