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The Green Reed Sword under Han Yi’s feet had a guiding force pointing downwards. Han Yi followed the guidance and stopped.

Ahead.

There was a huge palace, the size of which could compare to that of Azure Dragon Peak.

Given its geographical location, this palace was not the heart of this sacred land fragment. However, based on its size and external decorations, it was definitely considered the core.

At this moment.

As many as six Gold Core cultivators were attacking the palace. Countless spirit lights were falling, causing the light shield surrounding the palace to tremble violently. The spirit light flickered, indicating that the formation enveloping the palace was about to be broken.

Besides these six Gold Core cultivators, there were more than forty Foundation Establishment cultivators controlling their weapons and attacking as well.

As for the outer area of the palace, more Qi Cultivating Cultivators were continuously gathering.

Less than a minute after Han Yi arrived, the palace’s formation flickered wildly three times and then suddenly extinguished.

The cultivators in the air and on the ground all had bright eyes as they rushed into the palace.

Han Yi followed the crowd into the palace. The palace was huge, and the cultivators who entered scattered to search for treasures. Under the guidance of the Green Reed Sword, Han Yi made several turns and appeared in a side chamber.

Pushing open the side chamber, there were no cultivator corpses inside, but the Green Reed Sword in Han Yi’s hand suddenly increased its trembling and even flew out of his grip.

The next moment.

A scene that surprised Han Yi took place.

In the corner of the side chamber, a dusty sword tool suddenly flew up and trembled in midair.

Han Yi’s pupils shrank as he was shocked to discover that the flying sword tool looked exactly like his own Green Reed Sword.

That’s right.

From the appearance, length, size, and shape, they were exactly the same. The blade and hilt were black, with a green lotus enveloping the sword. If Han Yi hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought it was his own Green Reed Sword.

At this moment.

The Green Reed Sword that had escaped from his grip trembled and emitted a blue-black light, and the Green Reed Sword that had flown up from the corner did the same. Their lights connected and fused together directly.

Just in an instant.

Both lights flickered at the same time, and the two Green Reed Swords suddenly collided in the middle. Then, just like two droplets of water merging into one, the two swords became one without making a sound, leaving only one Green Reed Sword within the light.

A lower-grade artifact-level sword aura was emitted from the newly fused Green Reed Sword.

“Is that even possible?” After being dumbfounded, Han Yi immediately rejoiced. Although he didn’t understand the principle behind it, the upgrade of the sword tool was undoubtedly beneficial for him.

Two identical Green Reed Swords had merged into one lower-grade artifact. Could there be a third, fourth, or even fifth…?

If all these Green Reed Swords were fused together, wouldn’t the rank of this sword tool keep rising?

From artifact, to spiritual treasure, and even… half-immortal item? While thinking, Han Yi reached out gently to summon the sword back. Suddenly.

A silver light shot in from behind and silently approached Han Yi, closing the distance to less than ten meters.

With his back to the silver light, Han Yi’s eyes flashed with a sharp light. Then.

He just slightly dodged and avoided the silver light. The silver light passed through where Han Yi had been standing and went straight into the wall of the chamber.

It was a silver short spear, less than half a meter long, emitting a cold silver glow.

“Huh?”

A soft sound of surprise came from thirty meters away from the chamber, revealing that the sneak attacker felt puzzled by his unsuccessful attempt’. However.

The next moment.

Han Yi’s figure had already appeared at the entrance. His deep eyes glanced at the sneak attacker.

Foundation Establishment Early-stage?

Although his cultivation base was disguised as the early-stage Foundation Establishment, the opponent’s attack was ruthless, and he must have had a lot of experience in sneak attacks from behind.

Han Yi just waved his hand lightly, and the newly fused Green Reed Sword trembled slightly.

Then.

With a soft whoosh, as if teleporting, the opponent didn’t even have a chance to react as his head flew into the sky. The Green Reed Sword returned to Han Yi, who casually beckoned it along with the storage bag from the headless corpse, and retrieved the short spear embedded in the wall of the quiet room. This short spear was a top-grade artifact, and although it was the most basic one, it was still worth a thousand or so middle-grade spirit stones, which was quite a harvest.

Since he had come and killed, he couldn’t let the spoils of war go to waste.

After storing the spoils, Han Yi carried the Green Reed Sword and the Seven Star Kunwu Sword on his back, and left the quiet room. He glanced around and saw cultivators passing by with varying expressions of joy, regret, caution, or ferocity.

Han Yi retracted his gaze and randomly chose a direction to move forward.

However, within three breaths, he stopped as two cultivators were engaged in a fierce battle in front of him.

One of them, a young cultivator, held a guqin in his left hand and his right hand moved wildly, creating countless musical notes that transformed into tangible waves, roaring nonstop and crushing everything in their path. Opposite him was a burly cultivator in his middle years, with eyes that shimmered, star-like eyebrows as sharp as swords, and an imposing manner without showing any anger. In his hand, he held a golden halberd that exuded a mysterious and supreme aura.

Han Yi’s pupils narrowed.

He had seen the first person before. A few years ago, when he returned from Tian Nan Immortal City of Daqin Immortal Country, he was on the same Immortal Boat as this cultivator.

He was Wu Gang, a disciple of Li Qiushi, the first in the Master List of Yujing Mountain Holy Land.

As for the second person, although Han Yi had never met him before, the aura coming from that halberd reminded him of a young cultivator who practiced both spirit and body techniques he killed in the Evil Mountain Range many years ago. That young cultivator also held a halberd, and though the two weapons were far apart in quality – one being a top-grade artifact and the other a mid-grade artifact – their auras shared a similarity, and Han Yi wouldn’t be mistaken.

This was a cultivator from the Daqian official faction.

Under the Qi Observation Skill, both of them were in the Middle Golden Core stage. Moreover, they had reached the peak of the Middle Golden Core stage and were just a step away from the Late-stage Golden Core.

Even more remarkable, both of their weapons were mid-grade artifacts.

Although Han Yi considered himself strong, he didn’t dare confront a peak Middle Golden Core Stage cultivator from a holy place with a mid-grade artifact head-on. Escaping was the only option.

As he stopped momentarily.

Not far ahead, the two battling cultivators suddenly escalated their killing intent, and the musical notes collided with the halberd with a tremendous force.

The terrifying power shattered the surrounding rooms, lifting debris, smashing and uprooting everything in its path, even creating a massive crack m the roof of the palace. The moment the crack appeared, the once solid and imposing palace seemed to have been breached by some kind of restriction.

There was a loud rumble.

The collapse of the palace was not a single event but a chain reaction.

In less than a minute.

Half of the massive palace had collapsed.

Within the rubble, two figures relentlessly battled, moving from the ground to mid-air, and then from mid-air to the intact lower part of the palace.

As Han Yi took to the sky with his sword control, his face changed slightly, and without any hesitation, he fled the scene.

This trip had already brought him a substantial gain, and it was time to cash in.

Han Yi controlled his sword and flew away from the falling debris, continuing to leave Yuan Lao Mountain. He summoned his Immortal Boat and departed. As he was ten kilometers away from Yuan Lao Mountain, he suddenly sensed something and abruptly stopped, looking back.

He saw a shocking sword intention erupt in the depths of Yuan Lao Mountain, reaching the sky and wiping out the spiritual light spilling from the spatial cracks above.

Following that.

Starlight descended from the heavens and landed into the hands of a cultivator entering Yuan Lao Mountain, transforming into a brilliant Milky Way lance that enveloped the sky with starlight.

Still not over.

A jade-faced and handsome cultivator also descended from the sky, casually holding a white folding fan, stepping into the endless starlight and shocking sword intention.

This might is that of Monarch cultivators.”

Han Yi shifted his gaze and saw many more figures, either in the air or on the ground, converging from all directions towards Yuan Lao Mountain.

“Golden Core cultivators, and some of them are even Late-stage Golden Core and Golden Core Peak cultivators.”

Han Yi didn’t dare to linger, and his divine sense surged, propelling the Immortal Boat to speed westward. It was only after an hour that he finally slowed down and resumed a normal pace..