Chapter 660: Chapter 302: Law Immortal Leaf, Death of Liu Su_2

Han Yi’s heart raced, as the strong aura of Spirit Transformation covered the tiny discord. Moreover, even if it were discovered, on this battlefield, the cultivators only paid attention to the fragments of the Immortal Tree. Even if they found it suspicious, they wouldn’t be able to remain composed.

Han Yi extended his divine sense, taking in a translucent branch fragment as long as a forearm into his inner space. This time, there was no odd feeling, and it seemed quite ordinary.

He suddenly raised his head, his face undergoing violent changes. In an instant, he had already noticed a Qingxuan Immortal Guard, approaching from far away, reaching ten miles away in a blink of an eye.

“The Qingxuan Immortal Guard is coming!”

A Nascent Soul cultivator trembled in alarm, looking toward Han Yi, who was currently emitting the aura of Spirit Transformation, only to see him change his aura back to Nascent Soul and then to Golden Core. He probed with his divine sense, taking a palm-sized piece of bark and a small cluster of roots into his inner space. In a flash, he had moved hundreds of meters away, disappearing without a trace, even his aura gone.

“Damn it!”

“Not good!”

“Run!”

With their rich experience, the Nascent Soul cultivators reacted in an instant. The change in aura of the fleeing Spirit Transformation cultivator just now could only mean one thing.

That was the Spirit Transformation expert deliberately hiding his aura, fleeing first, instead of leading away the Qingxuan Immortal Guard. He naturally wanted those Nascent Soul cultivators on the field to act as scapegoats, allowing himself to escape safely.

That was the only possibility.

Of course, a few cultivators also had another thought in their minds.

That cultivator might not have been a Spirit Transformation cultivator, but rather, someone who had disguised his aura as one. However, this possibility was too small, almost negligible. After all, for a Nascent Soul cultivator to have the aura of Spirit Transformation and not let all the other Nascent Soul cultivators present see the truth would require an unheard-of secret technique, at least close to a half-immortal magic or a real Immortal Skill. But a Nascent Soul cultivator would absolutely not be able to master such a near-immortal technique.

Therefore, the only possibility that emerged in the minds of these Nascent Soul cultivators was that the Spirit Transformation cultivator had escaped on his own, leaving them to face the Qingxuan Immortal Guard directly.

Moreover, at this moment, the fragments of the Five Spirit Immortal Wutong had been almost completely snatched away. As the cultivators exclaimed, they employed their methods and scattered in all directions to escape.

In less than a single breath, only a destroyed palace compound remained in this place.

A black Sword Tool passed through the destroyed palace, pursuing and killing the two slowest Evil Saints in midair. A single sword strike landed, destroying Sword Qi erupted, turning the two Evil Saints into ashes. However, in the midst of the destructive Sword Light, two black leaves emerged, then fluttered down. These two black leaves were unfazed by the Sword Light, but the moment they touched the ground, they turned into black stardust, melting into the ground and disappearing without a trace.

The Sword Tool rose and was grasped by a pair of large hands, then inserted back into the scabbard behind them. Naturally, those hands belonged to a Qingxuan Immortal Guard who had detected the Spirit Transformation aura and hurried over. This Immortal Guard hovered in the sky, inspecting the surroundings, and then chased in a certain direction. In that direction, he sensed the strongest of all the fleeing invaders he had detected earlier.

Speaking of which.

From Han Yi’s arrival at the battlefield, to the collapse of the Five Spirit Immortal Wutong, it only took about four breaths. He had made a gamble, rushing into the fray two breaths before the collapse of the Immortal Wutong.

After the collapse of the Immortal Wutong, the Spirit Transformation cultivators and Evil Gods grabbed the most fragments and escaped, pursued closely by the Immortal Guard.

Han Yi rushed to the periphery of the battlefield, seizing a fiery red leaf that shot out. Shocked, he fully ignited the Spirit Transformation aura, plunging deep into the fray and grabbing two leaves and a forearm-long branch. All of this only took half a breath.

Upon sensing the arrival of the Qingxuan Immortal Guard, Han Yi managed to snatch one more small piece of bark and a small cluster of roots before leaving.

In less than half a breath, he had already retreated and fled, without the slightest greed.

To describe it as a lightning-fast change would not be an exaggeration.

After altering his aura to be similar to the Qingxuan Daoist Site and sneaking into it, Han Yi removed his Disguise Technique after he had traveled more than eighty miles away. He slowed down and chose a remote side hall with an opened door, entered it, searched for potential dangers, and finally relaxed, letting out a sigh of relief.

After recuperating for a while, Han Yi’s consciousness entered his inner space.

At this moment, in the center of the inner space, in front of his Nascent Soul, there were three floating leaves: red, yellow, and white. The red one was as hot as fire, the yellow one heavy like earth, and the white one sharp like metal.

Han Yi had some guesses about these three leaves.

Upon completing the Immortal Road, a cultivator could ascend to become a Half-immortal. After crossing the Immortal Tribulation, one could become a True Immortal. The core of a True Immortal’s practice was no longer about magical power, but rather understanding the Power of Laws.

The more, and the stronger, Laws comprehended, the stronger the cultivation of the Immortal Path. As for the standard to advance to the next realm beyond a True Immortal, that was something Han Yi could not know.

It was only because Han Yi had traveled around the Beidou Region and consolidated numerous soul shadows that he had learned about the ancient secrets of this realm.

If it were just an ordinary Golden Core sect cultivator from the Daqian Immortal Country, they would have no chance of knowing such secrets.

At present, the three leaves suspended in front of Han Yi’s Nascent Soul were likely the condensed power of different Laws if his conjecture was correct.

But the condensation of such Laws was beyond Han Yi’s understanding. Even if he had guessed right, he wouldn’t know how to use them.

Should he consume them directly? Or use them to refine a tool? Or refine a pill?