Chapter 840: Chapter 361: My name is Taiyuan, Immortal Castle Enlistment_2
“One of the Ancient Domain’s Three Paths.”
“It’s mediocre, however, it’s less challenging, so that’s not bad.”
If there was an Ancestor here at this moment, hearing these words, he would certainly be shocked. Among the countless ten thousands of years, many Ancestors knew the right way, yet no one could reach the end of the route where three systems were cultivated together. In this aged voice, even if one succeeded, it was only awarded as ‘mediocre’ and ‘not bad’.
After hearing these words, Han Yi immediately reacted, sensing no malice from the other party.
However, his reaction was necessary.
He was just quick to recover from the Ancient God’s Body, returning to his normal form, then he withdrew his God Fire Battle Body, various reactions within his body also gradually subsided one after another.
However, the Suppressing Calamity Sword hanging upside-down in front of him, with its Sword Intention inwardly restrained, was not yet recalled.
His face became serious, his attitude sincere, he continued to cup his hands towards the void and asked:
“Ancient Domain’s Three Paths?”
“Senior, are you willing to show yourself and guide me?”
The next moment.
He sensed something, his consciousness sinking into his Inner Space, he saw a strange object appearing on the edge of his Inner Space.
A Gray Long Knife.
The knife was simple and had no aura. At first glance, it looked like an iron knife made in the mortal world.
But Han Yi knew that in the underground palace where the Qingping Separation Sword was located, when he was preparing to throw Han Zhi from the Zhi Clan out, in that moment, his divine consciousness fell into his Inner Space, scanning this location, there was nothing.
Therefore, this knife could only have entered his Inner Space silently when he left the island.
At this moment, Han Yi didn’t dwell on why some things liked to take root in his body.
When he was in the Foundation Building stage, a black Soul Bead from the Nine Layer Void Prison in the Yu Heng World entered his Sea of Consciousness. When he reached the Nascent Soul stage, the Zhi Clan also came, and this time, it was a gray knife.
At this moment, the Nascent Soul in his Inner Space did not move, but a Soul Loss Bell appeared next to the Nascent Soul, falling into the hand of the Nascent Soul.
In front of the Nascent Soul, several objects condensed.
A black Soul Sword, a black Soul Blade, a blood-red giant bow, and a blood-red arrow.
The Soul Sword was simply condensed from Soul Energy, and the Soul Blade was naturally the Soul Burying Saber. The blood-red giant bow and arrows were the Earth Evil Soul Arrows, and the Soul Loss Bell held by the Nascent Soul was a Spiritual Treasure.
Judging from his situation, it can be considered fully armed at the Divine Soul level, but his tone was more respectful and cautious.
“Junior pays his respects to Senior.”
“Dare to ask Senior, how should I address you?”
“What exactly is the Ancient Domain? What does the Ancient Domain’s Three Paths mean?”
“If there is a place where my help is needed, Senior can command me, I will not refuse even at the cost of my life.”
Han Yi spoke sincerely, his attitude excellent, contrasting with him holding a Soul Bell, and having a pile of Soul Skills displayed in front of him.
It was as if a fierce-looking Robbing Cultivator with a kill sword in his left hand, a slaughter knife in his right hand, a dozen Spiritual Talismans between his fingers, wearing full body armor, was humbly asking for guidance from a Senior.
This contrast made the Gray Long Knife momentarily speechless and noticeably unsettled.
After a breath, it finally said.
“Not bad, not bad.”
“Although you are not him, your nature is the same.”
Upon hearing these words, a thought stirred in Han Yi’s mind.
“Who does this ‘he’ refer to?”
“Does ‘Nature is the same’ imply that this gray knife knows a certain cultivator, and their nature is very similar to mine?”
In his Inner Space, even though it was only a long knife that seemed to have no power, Han Yi did not dare to underestimate it. The other party easily moved him from the fight between two Immortals, silently dropping into his Inner Space. Without a doubt, this long knife definitely has the strength of an Immortal Level.
No matter if the aged voice emanating from the knife was an Artifact Spirit of an Immortal Artifact, or a cultivator hidden within, neither would be simple.
What Han Yi wanted most, naturally, was to ‘invite’ it out.
While his thoughts were flickering.
The voice within the gray knife paused slightly, and continued to speak.
“Although your Realm is low, you’re involved in many things, the future path isn’t certain.”
“You are qualified to know my name.”
“My name is Taiyuan.”
As soon as this statement came out, Han Yi sensed a mystic aura flowing and rising on the gray knife that had no aura before. But it just went a few meters away and did not spread to the outside of the body, and then it was taken back instantaneously.
This mysterious aura gave him a sense of familiarity.
This familiar feeling, however, was interrupted by the gray knife’s next words.
“As for the Ancient Domain’s Three Paths, when the time comes, you will naturally know.”
“My aura can only be revived within Sky Pond Mountain, if I were to leave the mountain, I would fall into a deep sleep.”
“There are complications involved in your luck, you need to be mindful of that.”
After saying these words, no further sound came from the gray knife. Han Yi waited for a while, not daring to relax. After about ten breaths, it was still the same.
He then recalled the Suppressing Calamity Sword outside, and then quickly headed toward the perimeter of the Emperor Fallen Sky Pond.
Where he was, it was the outermost island, it took less than two Chinese hours to leave the Broken Void and set foot on the Immortal Realm’s mainland.
But when he set foot on the mainland, his figure paused momentarily. In his mind, it was as if a bright light were twinkling, illuminating his consciousness.
He remembered it.
He recalled the familiarity he felt towards the mysterious aura that flashed from the gray knife just now. That familiarity was somewhat similar to the aura of the heavy light that enveloped the top of the central peak in the mysterious Projection World during the final match of the Changsheng Fairy Meeting.
Could this knife be from the world where a terrifyingly fierce white sword tool had jumped out, which he saw just before he was injured in the end?