LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 791 - 345: Ancient World Projection, Jiang Hong's Identity
Chapter 791: Chapter 345: Ancient World Projection, Jiang Hong’s Identity
This time, the teleportation was exceptionally slow.
The turbulent changes in space lasted for the time it took to burn a stick of incense before it suddenly cleared up.
The scene that appeared before Han Yi’s eyes left him slightly astonished.
In front of him was a vast world devoid of any signs of life, with dry and cracked ground stretching endlessly to the horizon. There wasn’t even a hint of wind in the air.
That was his most direct impression.
Waiting briefly for three breaths and detecting no other anomalies, Han Yi first dispersed the unreleased magical power within him. Since he had acquired the Light World supernatural power, he rarely made use of his Middle Grade Spiritual Treasure, the Xuanhuang Taiji Plate. Supernatural powers reacted more quickly compared to Spiritual Treasures, so naturally, they were more convenient to use.
Based on his experience, the brief instant when space fluctuated was the most dangerous, so he always prepared to activate his innate magical power to form a Wind and Fire Shield to block any sudden attacks. Then, he would use the Light World supernatural power to teleport and escape.
However.
Looking at the current scene, there was no danger this time.
After withdrawing his defenses, Han Yi’s brows furrowed deeply.
When he first arrived, he had only used his naked eye to observe this world. Just moments ago, although he did not dare to spread his divine sense too far, he had nevertheless sensed his surroundings.
He now had a more direct and profound understanding of this lifeless world.
There was not only a lack of life, but there was also no Spirit Energy here.
This was the first time Han Yi had encountered such a situation. Even in the boundless void, there was still a trace of extremely thin Spirit Energy.
But this place was a truly desolate land without Spirit Energy.
Strange.
Han Yi took out the jade token, wanting to see what this mission was all about.
However, what puzzled him even more was that after inputting his magical power into the jade token, there was no response, and not even a light screen sprang up.
It seemed to be like the Wheel of Time, which required certain triggering conditions. Han Yi could only make such a guess.
He put away the jade token and stepped forward, but he noticed something was wrong. He squatted down, picked up a piece of dried, cracked soil from the ground.
The soil was black and yellow, about the size of a palm. But what shocked Han Yi was that it took him 50% of his strength to lift this small piece.
It should be noted that he was currently a Yin-Yang Realm divine demon, and his physical strength far exceeded that of early-stage Immortal Path cultivators.
That is to say, if it were any other early-stage Spirit Transformation cultivators, they wouldn’t even be able to lift a palm-sized chunk of soil here.
What kind of ghostly world was this?
Han Yi’s face was filled with horror.
What puzzled him even more was that under normal circumstances, the gravity in such a world should be so strong that it should press him down to the ground, unable to move. However, at the moment, he felt no such oppressive force and was instead like he was in a normal place within the Immortal Realm.
Another strange aspect.
In just this brief moment, this world had made Han Yi highly suspicious due to its oddities.
However.
If he was not caught in an illusion, the material of this soil was absolutely astonishing. Taking it back to refine weapons would make it a top-grade material, far more powerful than any void meteorite he had seen in the Immortal Realm.
Han Yi was overjoyed in his Inner Heart.
He took out the Suppressing Calamity Sword and began to dig the soil.
However, with his strength and the sharpness of the Suppressing Calamity Sword, he could only insert it half the length into the soil when stabbing it diagonally. He had to exert all his strength, causing his muscles to bulge slightly before he could press the sword down to the side.
He struggled to shake the sword free, pulled it out, and began to cut the soil in the same manner in another position.
A moment later, a cone-shaped soil piece over half a meter high had been dug out. However, it was too heavy, so Han Yi could only use his divine sense to store it in the Qiankun Ring.
Thankfully, the soil pieces’ properties didn’t prevent them from being stored in the Qiankun Ring. Otherwise, Han Yi would have to hesitate a bit more before deciding whether to store them in his inner space.
Half an hour later.
Han Yi dug up three similar-shaped soil pieces, stored them in the Qiankun Ring, and stopped digging, as this piece of land was simply too vast. It had a desolate and lonely feeling that no life had ever set foot upon in millions of years.
He was worried about other unexpected events, but he had already dug up three of the mysterious soil pieces. If he could really take them out and sell them, it would be enough for him to make a fortune.
Next.
He needed to return to the main issue, explore this world, and figure out the process of the Immortal Convention finals.
This world, although the soil density greatly exceeded that of any void meteorite he had seen in the Immortal Realm, the gravity was normal and not restrictive of flying.
Han Yi gently leaped into the air, conjured the Escape Light, and darted forward.
Half an hour later.
He landed once more because, ahead of him, there was a 3-meter-high dead tree.
Han Yi cautiously approached, stopping about 10 meters away from the dead tree and picking up a withered leaf off the ground. What surprised him was that the withered leaf was also quite heavy, and the Suppressing Calamity Sword could not even cut through it.
These were treasures.
Everything here was a treasure.
Han Yi finally confirmed this.
Half an hour later, Han Yi took to the skies again. The dead tree, along with the soil beneath it and all the nearby withered leaves and branches, had been dug up by him, not leaving a single piece behind, and stored in the Qiankun Ring.
This tree-digging process took half an hour, indicating its complexity.
A moment later.
He took to the air once more and flew towards the distance.
Over the next two hours, he encountered two more dead trees, both of which he dug up.
He had a premonition that the preciousness of these dead trees far surpassed that of any spiritual item he had ever owned.
As he flew on his way.
In the boundless and desolate emptiest world, it seemed as though only he existed, with a feeling of loneliness since ancient times enveloping Han Yi’s heart. However, he did not feel the slightest discomfort, but rather a faint excitement.