Chapter 663: Chapter 303: Xuan Huang Tai Chi, Token Devouring_2

What kind of spiritual treasure is this?

On the other side, the middle-aged cultivator holding the Spirit Plate has a horrified expression on his face. He got this Spirit Plate fortuitously on the Road of Immortality, and its original owner was a Spirit Transformation Expert.

The name of this Spirit Plate is Xuanhuang Taiji Plate. It was modeled after several supreme immortal artifacts from the ancient times. The Spirit Light it emits is called Xuanhuang Light.

Although the Xuanhuang Taiji Plate is merely a Middle Grade Spiritual Treasure, it has a strong ability in searching for things, defense, and fleeing. I have tried it before; generally, even a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator cannot quickly break through the Xuanhuang Light.

However, at this moment, with just one sword strike and one bell toll, the Xuanhuang Light shattered on the spot, which is absolutely horrifying.

Even as his shock remained, he saw a young cultivator three miles away closing his fingers again. The Sword Tool, which had just been dispatched, trembled slightly and was gone from sight.

“It’s not good.” He was frightened again. Just now, he was only thinking about defense and did not think about teleporting. Now he’s filled with regret.

The ferocity and speed of this Sword Tool are only matched by those of the Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivators who are not weak in strength. If I take it on, even the Xuanhuang Light might not be able to block it.

“Fellow cultivator, I am the master of the No. 826 Immortal Mansion of the Age Candle Immortal Mansion. Please stop for now. We can discuss any issues.”

The middle-aged cultivator shouted this sentence, using all his strength.

And his hand placed on the Xuanhuang Taiji Plate was surging with magical energy. If Han Yi showed even a hint of hesitation, that terrifying Sword Tool would stop instantly, and he would activate the Xuanhuang Light again. However, this time, it would not be for defense, but to flee using the power of this powerful spiritual treasure.

However, Han Yi’s fighting experience is extremely rich. He almost consciously ignored what he said and sent out a sword. The Green Reed Sword appeared in front of the middle-aged cultivator before he could fully react. At this time, the Xuanhuang Light had just been pulled up, but it had not yet reached his skull position.

The Sword Tool penetrated his skull and just as it appeared behind his brain, the Spirit Light was fully closed.

Then.

The Spirit Light shrank towards the center at a speed faster than Han Yi had imagined. Eventually, it became a point of light. The light disappeared into the void and vanished in an instant.

Along with the disappearance of the Spirit Light, not only was the middle-aged cultivator killed by Han Yi, but also his own Green Reed Sword.

This speed even made Han Yi shrink his pupils.

Too fast. If I had hesitated, the middle-aged cultivator would have fled by now and left no trace.

Han Yi’s figure flickered and disappeared from the side hall location. Within a few breaths, he arrived in front of the several cultivators he had killed. With a wave of his hand, he put the Qiankun Rings of the several Nascent Soul cultivators, as well as some spiritual treasures and half-step treasures, into his own Qiankun Ring.

Then, after sensing the position of the Green Reed Sword’s method, he quietly sighed a sigh of relief.

The position of the Green Reed Sword is not very far, roughly between ten and twenty miles. Within this range, the sensing is slightly vague, but it’s still pretty accurate. The situation is not too bad.

When the middle-aged cultivator just now activated the Spirit Light and teleported away, Han Yi was still shocked. If it were more than twenty miles, he wouldn’t be able to sense the Green Reed Sword. The mysterious Sword Tool, which had recently been promoted to a spiritual treasure, would be lost. The vast Qingxuan Daoist Site is so expansive that it would be hard to find again.

After collecting the spoils of the war, Han Yi quickly moved in the direction he had sensed.

At the same time, the words the middle-aged cultivator had shouted before his death popped up in his mind.

Han Yi, with his rich experience, naturally knew that the shout was meant to distract him and stop his attack. This trick didn’t work on him, but the content of that sentence made Han Yi lost in thought, with countless ideas flashing through his mind.

“Age Candle Immortal Mansion? The master of the No. 826 Immortal Mansion?”

“So, that middle-aged cultivator also got an Age Candle Command Tablet and entered it. I wonder if he climbed onto the Immortal Road.”

“The reason these five cultivators could find me is probably that this Spirit Plate has a tracking effect, using the Age Candle Command Tablet as a lure to pinpoint my location.”

As Han Yi’s thoughts raced, his figure, like a streak of light, flickered and moved away.

A moment later.

At the entrance of a grand hall, he found the middle-aged cultivator, whose body and head had been separated. Fear was still evident in his staring, frozen eyes. But, his Nascent Soul had been slashed, and his head had fallen, so he was already dead beyond death.

Han Yi first put the Green Reed Sword back in the sheath behind him before taking the Spirit Plate into his hand.

It was warm to the touch, with the Spirit Light flowing and the aura rotating. Just from the quality of this Spirit Light, this spiritual treasure is unequivocally the strongest spiritual treasure Han Yi currently has.

On the Spirit Plate, the Spirit Light is diffused and running on its own.

And under the Spirit Light, at the center of the Spirit Plate at this moment, was embedded a silver token. The upward-facing side of the token was branded with the word “Age,” and judging from its shape, it was exactly the same as Han Yi’s Black Token.

However, one was black, the other silver.

Han Yi intended to store the Spiritual Treasure in the Qiankun Ring, but found that the Spirit Plate didn’t move at all.

In an instant, he realized that the silver token in the Spirit Plate, like the Suizhu Command Tablet he had obtained, couldn’t be stored in the Qiankun Ring. It could only be kept within his body space or on his person.

Without giving it much thought, he injected his magic power into the Spirit Plate, attempting to close it and retrieve the token.

It took him a full ten breaths to find the way to do it. As his magical power surged, the spirit light permeating the entire Spirit Plate suddenly dissipated.

He reached out, intending to remove the silver token embedded in the Spirit Plate.

However, the next moment, the silver token started floating up on its own.

The Suizhu black token, originally hidden on Han Yi’s body, similarly acted on its own, detaching from his body, slowly floating up. Then, the two tokens—one black and one silver—merged into one at a speed that Han Yi didn’t have time to react to.

No.

The term ‘merged’ was not entirely appropriate. The term ‘devoured’ would be better. The higher-ranked Silver Token devoured the black token in Han Yi’s hand.

A brand new silver token was suspended in mid-air.

Then, a fiery red glow emerged from the token.

Han Yi was momentarily stunned, he did not want to enter the mysterious Immortal Mansion just yet. This place was the Qingxuan Daoist Site, filled with extreme danger. If he risked missing the return trip agreed upon by the Beidou Immortal Palace, being trapped here would bring major troubles.

He instinctively stepped back, only to see the fiery red glow in mid-air sketch out a gateway. However, the moment the gate took shape, it suddenly dispersed.

The silver token fell from mid-air into silence again.

This sudden development left Han Yi puzzled. He guessed it may be due to the special nature of the Qingxuan Daoist Site that prevented the creation of a cross-dimensional channel.

After some thought, he picked up the Silver Suizhu Order Token and observed it carefully. This token, apart from the color difference, was identical to the original black token, with no distinction at all.

The token showed no signs of abnormality at the moment. After thinking for a while, Han Yi decided to put it away. Then, he removed the Qiankun Ring from the body of the middle-aged cultivator, whose corpse had been torn apart, and quickly left the place.

…

When the fiery red gate sculpted by the silver token in mid-air crumbled in an instant.

In a certain void extremely far from the Qingxuan Daoist Site where Han Yi was located, a cultivator, who was sitting cross-legged with no sign of life, suddenly opened his eyes.

These were a pair of golden eyes. No sorrow or joy could be discerned in these eyes, which were filled with complex data streams. Judging from his eyes, this cultivator resembled a Qingxuan Immortal Guard, but with some differences.

Then, this cultivator stood up and with a step, ripped apart the void here, and headed towards Han Yi at the Qingxuan Daoist Site.

Not long after this cultivator left, another figure followed in pursuit. This figure was dressed in a black robe, and her eyes were… silver.

Moreover, looking at this follower’s appearance, it was a female cultivator.

Had Han Yi been present, he could have recognized her immediately. This female cultivator was the ancient corpse he had obtained from Yuan Lao Mountain, whom he later identified as an Immortal Puppet.

However, the Immortal Puppet at this moment was very different from when it left the Eternal Rest Immortal City. Back then, the Immortal Puppet had a pair of lifeless eyes and followed a set of defined rules. But now, this pair of silver eyes seemed to have acquired some emotions.

…

Qingxuan Daoist Site.

After putting away the token and leaving, Han Yi had a sudden flash of unease in his inner heart. This unease seemed rather abrupt, and he guessed it was because of the collapse of the fiery red gateway that aroused this feeling within him.

However, given his current cultivation base, there was nothing he could do about it for the time being, so he could only put this feeling of unease aside for now.

Then.

He continued to travel towards the coordinates previously agreed upon with White Jade Cliff.

Seven days later.

He finally arrived at the agreed location.