books44 Chapter 902 Xisha Region (4)
Chapter 902 Xisha Region (4)
Chapter 902 The Western Sands (Part 4)
“Based on this analysis, it’s most likely the latter,” Xie Guangning said solemnly. “If… there are intelligent beings in this world, the reason why the first group of people met with misfortune should be inextricably linked to them.”
“Continue to think and reason more deeply…” Gongye Yun had a flash of inspiration, as if he had thought of something, “The third mission objective… the one with the highest reward… if we can find the cause of the scorpion swarm… wouldn’t we also accomplish this task as a side project…?”
"Maybe." Han Yi remained noncommittal and calmly walked towards the palace gate. "But what we need to do now... is to leave as soon as possible... to lure away the scorpion tide. If the Lotus Wheel Flying Palace is discovered and destroyed... and we can't find any support personnel..." Xie Guangning and the others were startled and immediately understood his meaning.
Dark Spirit Level 3 Quest.
Even if you do nothing and hide timidly for three days, as long as you can return alive, you can still receive a considerable reward.
But there are conditions for going back.
The Lotus Wheel Flying Palace remained intact.
If this thing gets damaged... you won't be able to find anyone to repair it...
That means there's really no going back.
The Dark Spirit Level 3 world poses no threat to the lives of those in the Profound Realm.
It refers to a short period of time.
It's nothing for a day or two, and probably nothing for a month or two either.
But what if it takes one, two, or three years...?
Staying there for an extended period without the nourishment of spiritual energy will lead to an irreversible decline in one's spirit and soul...
The physical rules within the Xisha Islands may be very similar to those in the northern regions.
But ultimately, they are not from the same world.
Over time, the sheer rejection from the world itself is enough to cause a person to experience an unstoppable decline in lifespan.
“Young Master Han Yi is right. The reason we from the Hundred Veins entered the outside world is simply for the Holy Palace’s rewards. The temptation of a second-grade soul weapon is certainly great… but the prerequisite is that we can return alive,” Kagura said in a low voice.
"Therefore, the Lotus Wheel Flying Palace is our guarantee in this world. This basic flying palace only has the most basic boundary-breaking function and its protective power is insufficient. Therefore, our next focus... should be on exploring the surroundings around the Lotus Wheel Flying Palace... In this way, we can attack or defend as needed..."
"That's right." Han Yi nodded.
"So...we'd better form teams...and act together for better coordination..." Kagura whispered, "Then, what about team command..."
"My Xuanqing Mountain ranks ninth among the three lower-level schools... so naturally, the position of commander should belong to me." Gongye Yun, having recovered his composure, declared confidently, "I have mastered the Xuanqing Nine Curves, and its strengths lie in large-scale group attacks and healing. Who else is suitable besides me?"
"Your mouth... that's not appropriate." Xie Guangning frowned. "The squad leader decides the life or death of the entire team. To put it bluntly, with your recklessness, you're only good for clearing the way... nothing else..."
"What did you say?"
"..."
Kagura was speechless. These two were like natural enemies; after a brief moment of calm, they immediately started arguing again.
"Young Master?" She was just about to ask Han Yi's opinion when she turned her head and saw that Han Yi had already disappeared. Click...
The palace doors slowly opened, and Han Yi was the first to walk out. He wasn't interested in the two arguing and didn't bother with them. He just wanted to finish his mission quickly and get back home.
Of course, he didn't care at all about who had command authority.
The saying goes, "Many hands make light work"...
This statement doesn't apply to him.
There are too many people and too many distractions.
This would actually hinder him from unleashing his true potential.
……………
outside the hall.
The sky was clear, and dazzling golden light shone down, the scorching rays creating swirling, distorted air currents.
However, what's even more unsettling than the scorching dryness is...
Before him stretched an endless expanse of black. Vast swathes of black earth surged and rolled, like surging tides, converging to form a massive black wave several meters high, sweeping towards Han Yi.
Amidst the waves, countless writhing black giant scorpions were clearly visible.
Shoulder to shoulder, layer upon layer.
Just one wave carried countless black scorpions within it.
"Two...suns..."
Han Yi, however, paid no attention to it, looking up at the sky and muttering to himself.
Through his spiritual senses, he could perceive the turbulent, active, and ever-expanding energy of heaven and earth in this world.
Two suns in the sky.
The extreme heat brought barrenness and drought, leaving vast stretches of red earth and deserts, but it also bestowed upon this world an immense amount of energy far exceeding that of the North. "Abundant energy, easily sensed and mobilized…this kind of world…"
Han Yi slowly drew his long sword.
The knife was ordinary.
It's neither a bloodline divine weapon nor a hundred-vein soul artifact.
It was the lowest grade of metal longsword, with a long, narrow blade that was entirely silver-white and gleamed with a cold light.
In the hands of an ordinary person, it might be a decent weapon for self-defense.
only…...
In this alien world...
It's inevitable that people will subconsciously look down on it.
“The Nameless School…” Han Yi raised his longsword, “Then the first strike… Nameless Style One!”
boom! ! !
A piercing hissing sound suddenly filled the air. The longsword, like a bottomless abyss, instantly absorbed every last drop of the intense heat from the surrounding air, and a massive crimson blade aura was suddenly generated and unleashed.
Sizzle sizzle…
The blade fell head-on, colliding with the scorpion horde. The surging waves immediately softened, turning into two weak puddles that split in the middle. Countless black scorpions were also cleaved in two, and a strong smell of burnt barbecue meat wafted over.
boom!
The blade energy continued its momentum, and the huge ravine stretched for more than ten meters across the sand. The fine, golden sand at the bottom of the desert, which was originally fine and scattered, had now turned pitch black and smooth as a mirror. Wisps of black smoke rose up, which were clearly ignited by the even hotter blade energy and burned away, turning into crystals.
hiss! ! !
The swarm of black scorpions surged and quickly filled the gaps. "Nameless... Second Form!"
Han Yi didn't care at all. He swung his long sword back and held it in front of him, then slashed horizontally.
Swish swish!
A red arc appeared briefly, a fleeting glimpse, and in an instant, it transformed from a waning crescent into a full moon. The red full moon slowly rose, and upon reaching its highest point, it burst open in an instant.
In an instant.
A red light appeared, even brighter than two suns superimposed.
Centered on Han Yi, dozens of red, full-moon-shaped blade energies flew out seemingly slowly, but in reality, they were incredibly fierce.
A terrifying shriek echoed through the air, and all the energy in the surrounding area was drained away in a short time. The disappearance of the high temperature caused the temperature to drop sharply, giving people the feeling of being back in the icy and snowy north.
But here, it's a hot, dry, and dangerous desert.
Within a radius of 100 meters, the sword energy crisscrossed, flying freely and tearing through the air without any obstruction.
Splash...
Before the scorpion swarm could even organize an offensive, it was met with another impact that was far more terrifying than the one before.
The thousands of black scorpions were vaporized by the intense heat the moment they collided with the blade's energy, dying without any pain.
This is lucky.
The red blade energy, showing no signs of diminishing, continued to strike the scorpion swarm behind them, its aftershocks striking them repeatedly.
Large amounts of black corpse parts rained down, and the sky and the ground were covered with countless black scorpion corpses and remains. Some were just a piece of their bodies, but their strong vitality kept them from dying until the temperature reached a certain limit, when they were ignited and burned, turning into black ash before finally being released.
call…...
The wind blew gently, causing the sand grains to drift slowly.
On the golden desert, small groups of black scorpions are scattered sparsely.
The drifting sand pulled the small group of black scorpions along, and from a distance, they looked like clumps of black weeds, helpless and pitiful.
The space in front of them suddenly became much more open and spacious. At least 50% of the black scorpions were affected by Han Yi's attack.
The entire black scorpion colony, the number of black scorpions, is likely in the tens of thousands, possibly even hundreds of thousands.
That's a 50% proportion, which is at least tens of thousands.
The black tide that was writhing in the distance was also startled, as if it had been frightened, and suddenly stopped moving forward.
Even if a creature like the Xisha Black Scorpion is devoid of consciousness and acts solely on instinct, the simultaneous death of a large number of its kind in a short period of time can still plunge it into a brief moment of fear.
"As expected... the divine soul demon power system of the North... its power depends entirely on the activity level of energy between heaven and earth..." Han Yi twirled his long sword, bringing up a cold light, and the tip of the sword naturally drooped down, pointing diagonally at the ground.
"Take this Xisha region as an example. If it were a martial arts master of the same level encountering this scorpion swarm... it definitely wouldn't be as easy as it is now... They might not die, but they certainly couldn't have cleared it out so quickly..."
He just stood there, lost in thought.
"Using demonic power as a catalyst, the divine soul as a medium, and guided by divine will, it leverages external energy... thereby unleashing power far exceeding its own level... Is this... the advantage of the divine soul system...?"
laugh!
Suddenly, dozens of enormous flying scorpions flew out from the stagnant black tide all around.
Each black scorpion was the size of a calf, with two exaggeratedly large claws resembling water buckets. On its black glazed carapace, a pair of transparent wings moved rapidly as it charged fiercely toward Han Yi.
"A new species that has never appeared before?" Han Yi glanced at it and frowned. "The intelligence... didn't say that this thing could fly."
Could it be that this world is too well hidden, and the people sent by the Holy Palace found nothing about it before?
*Sizzle*
Several thoughts flashed through Han Yi's mind in succession. His hands moved without stopping, his palm gently tracing the blade, and he focused his divine will.
Suddenly, a wisp of fire seemed to swirl around the blade, dancing lightly in Han Yi's palm like a nimble firefly.
Tweet!
The firebird sometimes transforms into flames and speeds away, and sometimes flickers like a firefly.
"Go." Han Yi pointed in the distance.
With a clang like metal and stone, the firebird shattered the surrounding sky. Like a fleeting shadow, it instantly conjured dozens or even hundreds of phantoms. Clusters of invisible air currents, like bubbles, preemptively enveloped the flying scorpions that were rushing towards them.
The flying black scorpion froze instantly.