I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 745: Chapter 330: The power of Gui Xu, shocking the Xuan Immortal_2

It’s not over yet.

With his current cultivation base, he could fully control this low-level Soul Loss Bell. After shaking it heavily, he suddenly pulled it up, then swung it down again, and the second wave of attack came out almost immediately.

Then, the third, the fourth…

After a total of nine attacks, Han Yi put away the Soul Loss Bell into the Qiankun Ring. This bell was indeed convenient for ‘sweeping’ enemies; after one round of bombardment, most of the dead should be dead, and only the tough ones would remain.

After putting away the Soul Loss Bell, Han Yi gently tapped again, and when his divine sense surged, the Returning Ruins Sword Array hidden around his body burst forth with five-color spirit light, sweeping forward.

…

When Han Yi shook the bell, the trio inside the formation space reacted at the same time, launching their attacks simultaneously.

The cultivators were already at the Nascent Soul stage, having lived for hundreds of years through battles and fighting with great skill. They could create formations, isolate spaces, and initiate deadly attacks. Although their target’s vigilance exceeded their expectations, they naturally knew what to do next without discussing it further.

Yuan Qinghong had a Spirit Pearl floating in front of him, which served as the core of this Fifth-stage Formation and connected the entire formation. He suddenly grabbed at the Spirit Pearl with his right hand, and a phantom mysterious light was captured by him. This mysterious light was naturally one of the keys to the power of the entire Fifth-stage Formation.

This Fifth-stage Formation was borrowed by him at a great cost. Although he couldn’t utilize the full power of the Spirit Transformation stage with his own cultivation base, it was still infinitely close to that stage and even had the possibility of killing a Nascent Soul Peak cultivator. This was his greatest confidence.

The mysterious light was ethereal and constantly changed in form. After grabbing it, Yuan Qinghong threw it violently, causing it to expand and engulf the sky, rushing towards Han Yi.

However, when the mysterious light covered half the distance, it encountered an invisible attack. The flood-like mysterious light exploded from its head, and the range of the explosion grew larger and larger until the mysterious light completely boiled. Shortly after, a bronze-colored light among the five-colored lights following the wave scattered the now spiritless mysterious light.

The sky full of mysterious light vanished.

“Middle Grade Spiritual Treasure?”

Yuan Qinghong, who was in the center of the formation space, suddenly stood up, his whole body trembling, his eyes full of shock, but he seemed to notice something and looked sharply to his right, only to see a figure falling with all its breath dispersed in an instant.

…

Elsewhere, when Han Yi took out the Soul Loss Bell,

The killing intent instantly reached its peak.

Wang Xijin, who was 200 meters behind Yuan Qinghong’s right, already held a heavy hammer in his hand. He slammed it into the void in front of him, causing a tremor, and a lightning bolt erupted from the hammer, heading straight for Han Yi.

Supernatural power, Shocking Thunder.

This lightning bolt was supposed to be activated the moment Han Yi stepped into the formation. It would act as a follow-up attack to Chu Zhi’s sword strike, but Han Yi was too fast, so Wang Xijin only had time to raise the heavy hammer when Han Yi’s figure disappeared.

However,

In the moment the hammer hit the void, Wang Xijin’s face changed drastically, as he sensed an astonishing and dangerous force.

This dangerous force made him shiver all over, and his rich experience allowed him to quickly pull back the hammer, holding it horizontally in front of him. The large hammer blocked his entire body.

But the shimmer of spirit light on the surface of the heavy hammer exploded in the next moment. The spirit of the spiritual treasure both weakened and dispersed as the spirit light faded.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Then, the heavy hammer suddenly sank, and the now spiritless hammer regained its original weight.

But with Wang Xijin’s strength, he could still lift it. However, he trembled violently behind the heavy hammer, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his face full of extreme horror.

At this moment, he already knew what had happened.

Divine Soul attack! Han Yi was actually proficient in Divine Soul attacks! Yuan Qinghong had said that Han Yi was only a Fourth-stage Pill Master Sword Cultivator, so how could he be proficient in Divine Soul attacks?!

But as soon as he turned this thought, there was no other thought in his mind because, after the spirit of the heavy hammer was lost and it sank, exposing his figure, the second wave of soul attack had already arrived, entering his body and falling on his Nascent Soul.

Bang!

The Nascent Soul exploded, and at the moment when it was about to reform, the third Divine Soul attack followed, and then the fourth, the fifth…

Slowing down the time scale countless times,

At the moment the killing intent surged, Wang Xijin swung the hammer, activating the thunderous light to attack Han Yi, then pulled back the hammer. The spirit light on the hammer exploded, and it sank downwards. Then, his expression changed rapidly, climbing to a peak of terror. In an instant, his eyes froze, losing their luster, and he fell.

In the blink of an eye, his Divine Soul was obliterated by the eight Soul Loss Bell attacks, dead beyond any hope of recovery.

Wang Xijin had perished.

As he fell, the Shocking Thunder he had activated with his spiritual treasure collided with a golden light from the five-colored lights and dissipated into nothingness. The golden light paused for a moment before turning to the left.

…

Sitting behind Yuan Qinghong to his left, Chu Zhi was the only one in the formation at the Nascent Soul Late Stage. He was an unrivaled Sword Cultivator, and in addition to being a Sword Cultivator, he was also a body-refining cultivator.

When Han Yi shook the Soul Loss Bell, causing the nine Divine Soul attacks to roll towards them, Chu Zhi’s face was filled with solemnity but not fear.