Chapter 664: Chapter 304: Temporary Identity, Puppeteer Slaughter of Immortals

The agreed-upon location was a large Immortal Palace. However, this Immortal Palace had been broken open by two deputy masters of the Beidou Immortal Palace in the early days, and all the resources inside had been looted.

Afterwards, the Beidou Immortal Palace established a large-scale inter-realm Transmission Array in this palace, driven by genuine Immortal grade Spirit Stones. For this Immortal Convention, the Beidou Immortal Palace seemed to have utilized its own foundation.

By the time Han Yi arrived, he was quietly intercepted a few miles away from the Immortal Palace. After explaining the situation and waiting for a while, White Jade Cliff finally arrived.

“Daoist Han, have you finished your tasks?” White Jade Cliff asked.

Han Yi nodded. His first task, to find Qingping half sword and merge it to promote as a Spiritual Treasure, had already been completed. The second task, to find the reason for the strange appearance of the Age Candle Command Tablet, had also yielded the Silver Token not long ago. The token had swallowed the black token on his body, and now belonged to him, carrying a higher rank and a certain gain.

Moreover, the Qingxuan Daoist Site was full of crises, and it was not suitable for him to explore aimlessly on his own.

Now, finding a way to leave was the top priority.

“Right, White Jade Daoist friend, to return to Yu Heng World with the help of Beidou Immortal Palace, what kind of price do I need to pay as someone who’s not a participant in the Immortal Convention?”

Han Yi asked, using the term “what kind” instead of “if” and expressing certainty, not doubt.

For Han Yi, he entered the Qingxuan Daoist Site through the Void Projection halfway, and he wasn’t a participant of the Beidou Immortal Convention who was sent through Two Realms Mountain.

Under normal circumstances, Immortal Convention participants, whether they were members of the Immortal Palace or not, would have their return guided by the palace. But for those like Han Yi, it was not guaranteed, and if he could step on the Transmission Array, there should be a price to pay.

In the Cultivation World, transactions of equal value are observed.

White Jade Cliff nodded and replied, “Indeed, you need to complete some tasks.”

“Every few days, the Immortal Palace organizes cultivators to explore unexplored designated areas. When the time comes, Daoist Han can sign up and participate, making a contribution.”

“The Immortal Palace will assign tasks according to the cultivators’ strength. With Daoist Han’s strength, it should be a piece of cake.”

Han Yi suddenly understood that this was reasonable.

He would complete tasks to obtain the Beidou Immortal Palace’s transmission quota, which would be considered an equal exchange.

Next, White Jade Cliff led Han Yi into the Immortal Palace, where they saw a huge inter-realm transporter that occupied nearly half of the palace, leaving Han Yi astounded and shocked.

After that, they found a cultivator to register their information and then found a place in a nearby cleared palace for Han Yi to practice temporarily.

The next day, White Jade Cliff came to inform Han Yi that an exploration team was about to set out. Han Yi stopped his cultivation and was taken to a side hall nearby, where he saw more than thirty cultivators gathered.

Among them, Han Yi was surprised to find that many of the cultivators were familiar to him. However, this familiarity came from the memories he had seen in the numerous soul shadows rather than meeting them face to face.

Among the five Spirit Transformation Experts, Han Yi recognized two of them. One was Tian Wu Daoist, from Dayong sacred land’s Da Yan Immortal Sect, who appeared at the scene of the Evil chaos in the Eastern Sea. The other was the Lord of the Imperial Censor Hall, one of Daqin Three Halls, a Spirit Transformation Expert with the Dao title of Rong Huo.

Out of the thirty-seven Nascent Soul cultivators, several were also familiar. Han Yi had met three of them: Earth Spirit Monarch from Spirit Combat Sect, who Han Yi had met in Qian Du during his Foundation Establishment stage; Jin Wang, the Imperial Censor from Daqin’s Imperial Censor Hall, who was present when Han Yi formed his Nascent Soul on Qing Chi Mountain; and Ku Mu Monarch of the Supreme Pavilion, whom Han Yi had encountered in Yu State Immortal City.

However, when Han Yi met Ku Mu Monarch, he used Disguise Technique to hide his appearance and aura, so the other party probably didn’t know him.

Han Yi nodded at Earth Spirit Monarch and Jin Wang as a greeting. Earth Spirit Monarch was shocked; with a Nascent Soul cultivator’s memory, he was very clear about all his past experiences, especially those he had met. When he first saw Han Yi, Earth Spirit Monarch thought he was mistaken.

However, seeing Han Yi nodding and greeting him, he was sure that Han Yi was indeed from Xuandan Sect. The last time he heard of him, Han Yi had been ranked fifth on the Daqian Evil Annihilation Register before his demise in the Eastern Sea.

Unexpectedly, in less than twenty years, Han Yi had already advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.

“Old thief Tian Xin actually got it right this time.” A thought flashed through his mind, and then Earth Spirit Monarch suppressed all his shock without showing any sign.

Jin Wang just nodded indifferently in response.

Han Yi’s gaze shifted downward, and he saw a pen in Jin Wang’s right hand. Back on Qing Chi Mountain, he thought the pen was just ordinary, but now, it seemed very likely that this pen was Jin Wang’s Spiritual Treasure.

As requested, Han Yi gave a brief introduction of his name, sect, and realm, and then stood aside.

After a while, more cultivators arrived one after another. A stick of incense later, no more people entered, and at this moment, the number of Nascent Soul Monarchs in the hall had increased to forty-seven, while the number of Spirit Transformation Experts remained the same.

That is to say, this exploration mission required five Spirit Transformations and forty-seven Nascent Souls, a lineup so vast that it could only be described as terrifying.