I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy Chapter 130 – Chapter 130: Chapter 129: Death Crisis (5/5)

Chapter 130: Chapter 129: Death Crisis (5/5)

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However.

When the blood-colored curtain was raised just now, everyone, including Han Yi, did not escape.

In the Cave Heaven world, they possess immortal bodies, so why bother fleeing? If they flee, how would they snatch the Yujing Order?

The more than thirty legends in the ruins had already dispersed at the first moment when the heartbeat arrived.

Although they were not afraid, they were also unwilling to make wedding clothes for others. They saw that the Yujing Order was about to be born, and if they were killed and eliminated at this time, it would be a huge regret.

Boom.

A passage suddenly exploded upwards from the ruins below the Demon Emperor's corpse, and the calm heartbeat sound suddenly became clearer.

Tap tap tap!

A demon walked out, stepping on the fallen ruins.

This demon had an old face, but it was the tallest demon Han Yi had ever seen, standing as high as ten meters, towering over everyone like a giant demon god.

As soon as it came out, it did not look at the crowd, but raised its head to look at the sky, then grinned, and laughed gently at first, then laughed loudly, and finally laughed wildly…

At the beginning, everyone did not care, but with its roaring laughter, a terrifying momentum rose up, and everyone was instantly horrified. The many legendary Peak Qi Cultivators who retreated hundreds of meters were also shocked.

“Critical state?”

“Impossible, there can't be any Different Races in the critical state in the Facing Reality Heavenly Realm.”

A young cultivator who appeared to be standing in the void without using any magical artifact clearly saw this demon and exclaimed, his face not just looking bad, but slightly fearful.

“Big Brother, what is the critical state you're talking about?” At a six-meter distance from the young man, the Saintess of Yujing Mountain, the Sword-Dragging Girl, asked in confusion.

The young man, who was referred to as Big Brother by the Sword-Dragging Girl, took a deep breath and explained quickly in a low voice, “Critical state means reaching the highest strength set by the world rules, just one step away from breaking through the world's rules. And if they break through these rules, this Different Race will be able to break through the world's barriers and leave this realm.”

“In theory, although the critical state exists, it has been further suppressed by the ancestral master three thousand years ago. In this world, the demon clan's demonic body, at its highest, is no longer the 10-meter critical state but 9 meters.”

“Because the critical state is too dangerous, the Different Race might suddenly be able to use external objects to bypass the rules and break through to more than ten meters. Once they break through, the world rules no longer suppress them, and the Facing Reality Heavenly Realm will be extremely dangerous. As for what the specific danger is, the ancestral master did not say.”

The words of the young cultivator were not very loud, but everyone in the entire square could hear them clearly. Upon hearing this, everyone was only solemn about this ten-meter-high Demon Clan, not afraid.

“Little boy, you actually know about the critical state.”

“However, no matter what you know, all of you… must die!”

Before the word “die” had even fallen, the terrifying ten-meter-tall demon had disappeared on the spot and appeared in front of the young man, striking out with a punch.

The old face did not affect his supreme strength.

Time seemed to freeze repeatedly as Han Yi, who was standing on the opposite side of the square, couldn't describe this punch.

Less than a tenth of a moment.

All he saw was the newly appeared ten-meter-tall demon moving, no, because its speed was too fast, it seemed like teleportation in front of Han Yi. The demon teleported to the Qi Cultivation Stage Big Brother of Yujing Mountain, and then punched out.

The space of the entire square suddenly shook.

The highly compressed power radiated out in a fan shape, starting from the demon's fist.

On the young man's body, the light was flashing wildly, and the light was drowned, devoured, and dissipated by the violent force.

Boom boom boom.

Only the knife-wielding young girl, who was a little farther away from the young man, was blown away by the shockwave. The other three legendary cultivators, who were even farther away, were shocked into losing their voices.

Behind the Yujing Mountain's young cultivators, over a thousand meters away, there were more than seventy peak Qi cultivators standing at the edge of the square, also watching the wild force sweeping past at an alarming speed.

Standing at the edge of the square behind the Demon Clan, Han Yi was suddenly overwhelmed with a great terror, a terror that reached its peak the moment it appeared.

This terror had appeared once before when he was with the Black Demon Clan's Gang Clan, but it was different this time. That time, the great terror in Han Yi's heart emerged just at the moment of death, and even if it was at its highest, it was limited.

But this time was different; he watched as the Demon God threw a punch that created a thousand-meter-wide blank space. Just a tenth of a second ago, this blank space had been occupied by three legendary cultivators and more than seventy peak Qi cultivators.

Han Yi couldn't find words to describe it because he felt that the word “terror” was not enough to describe this punch.

“Hahaha, you will all die.”

“Let me show you, let fear be more intense.”

“This shroud, handed down from the ancient era, is an innate spiritual treasure of a certain innate deity when this world was first born. It can isolate the heavens and the earth.”

“So-called isolation means that the space inside this shroud is completely different from the rules of the outside world. If 1 kill you here, your divine souls belong to me.”

“Not what you call the Taixu Illusionary Realm.”

“Fear, yes, that's right, I smell fear.”

“However, it's not enough. The more fear before death, the better. Only divine souls and flesh and blood can forge my Demon God's Road.”

“Once 1 kill you and break through the threshold you imposed, I can leave this realm, enter the myriad realms, and from then on, be unrestricted and the path of demons unblocked.”

“I have waited for thousands of years.”

As if to make the many trapped human cultivators feel the real fear of death, this demon revealed the truth behind this place and the conspiracy that he had been plotting for countless years.

By this point, the ten-meter-tall old demon had stopped laughing wildly, and instead settled back to calmness, for his repressed emotions for thousands of years had been released.

Now, with those useless emotions vented, it was time to sit back and wait for the crushing of countless insects to pave his Demon God's Road.

At this moment.

After the demon had spoken these words, the living people turned their eyes to the fan-shaped area blasted by the punch; it was filled with bloodstains. Some, being closer to the edge, were not completely obliterated by the punch, but their partially preserved bodies remained.

In a normal Cave Heaven world, when cultivators died, the Facing Reality Imprint would take effect, and the Taixu body would return to the Taixu Illusionary Realm; there would be no corpse left behind.

But the corpses now seemed to confirm the truth of what this demon had said. The fact that dying here wouldn't result in a revival in the Taixu Illusionary Realm caused everyone to panic.

Some of the peak Qi Cultivation Stage practitioners, numbering in the hundreds, attempted to flee, only to be blocked by a bloody light screen. No matter how hard they attacked or even detonated their magical implements, they couldn't make the bloody light screen budge.

There were also legendary cultivators who turned and bombarded the bloody light screen with their top-grade magical implements, but the result was the same; the light screen remained intact, and they couldn't even leave a scratch.

Meanwhile, the old demon who had thrown that punch, standing at the original position of the young man, didn't want a quick harvest, but rather let the atmosphere of fear become more intense, making his chances of breaking through even greater.

“Join forces and kill him.”

One of the four remaining Yujing Mountain cultivators uttered a cry, their eyes filled with a murderous intent..

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