On this day, at the Demon Emperor Palace.
The palace was currently being rebuilt, and Han Xuanji planned to continue signing in here for a while longer.
The foundation of the Demon Emperor lineage was quite extraordinary.
"Congratulations, Host, for successfully signing in at the Demon Emperor Palace! You have received 'Yao Race Luck'."
"Oh?"
Han Xuanji's heart stirred.
Such a good thing?
This vast Yao Race Luck was clearly the amount of Luck the Yao Race possessed during its Peak period.
"This truly is a good thing."
Han Xuanji's lips curled into a slight smile.
In the past, the ethereal power of Luck had limited use for him.
But ever since he obtained the "Derive Fortune Saint Method", Luck was equivalent to cultivation… At the same time.
In Zhongzhou, Land of Demons.
Within a gloomy underground palace.
The atmosphere was suffocatingly oppressive.
The Ascended Immortal powerhouses of the Six Paths of the Devil Sect sat in a circle, their expressions grave, and in their center floated a dark Demonic Mirror emitting an ominous aura.
"That Demon-Slaying Sword Immortal… is already unrivaled in the world. What… should we do?"
An old man in a scarlet robe was the first to break the silence, his voice dry and filled with a deep sense of powerlessness.
"We thought the Yao Race calamity would severely wound the Holy Land, and we could seize the opportunity… Who would have thought the Yao Race would be so vulnerable!"
Another old woman, clad in bone armor, said with hatred.
"Vulnerable?"
A middle-aged man with a sinister face next to her sneered,
"It's not that the Yao Race is too weak, but that person… is too strong!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the underground palace fell silent, and no one refuted him.
Although Han Xuanji did not directly target the Demonic Path, each of his earth-shattering moves was like a Sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, bringing endless deterrence.
With this malevolent star present, they dared not make the slightest move and could only cower in the shadows.
From within the Demonic Mirror, a cold sneer suddenly emerged:
"Hmph, a bunch of rats!"
This made the faces of the Demonic Path magnates present even uglier.
The red-robed old man suppressed his anger and fear, and said hoarsely:
"Your Excellency, please understand! How formidable was the Blood Spirit Demon Lord? Before Han Xuanji, he was nothing more than an ant casually crushed to death! What can a few of us… do?"
"Frogs in a well!"
The Demonic Mirror vibrated violently, its voice filled with strong disdain,
"How can the general trend of Heaven and Earth be stopped by one person? Could it be that he can go against the Heavenly Dao?"
Everyone looked at each other, not understanding.
This Demonic Mirror connected to a powerhouse from the Dark Demon Realm. Although the Dark Demon Realm was very strong, the passage connecting the two Realms had already been Sealed.
The Blood Spirit Demon Lord was able to return safely because he was a Demonic Cultivator.
The powerhouses of the Demon Race could not get close to the Seal at all.
The Dark Demon Realm powerhouse said:
"The Spiritual Qi in this Realm is rising, and space fluctuations are intensifying. A new spatial passage should appear soon. Once it is found, when the time comes, my 'Dark Demon Realm' army will descend, and it will be easy to bathe the Nine Provinces in blood."
"That Demon-Slaying Sword Immortal is strong, but can he contend against the High Grade True Demon powerhouses of my Demon Race?"
"High Grade True Demon powerhouses?"
Everyone was shocked.
The Dark Demon Realm was different from the Taixu Spirit Realm.
Heaven and Earth were more powerful, capable of accommodating powerhouses of the Earth Immortal Realm, and High Grade True Demons were equivalent to the Human Race's Earth Immortal Realm… Three years quickly passed.
Han Xuanji converted all the Yao Race Luck and the Luck he had gathered over the years into cultivation, successfully Breaking Through to Ascended Immortal Layer Eight.
Han Xuanji was quite satisfied with this speed.
At this rate,
In at most ten years, he would reach the Lower Realm limit and could Ascend.
And in these three years, he wasn't just signing in at the Demon Emperor Palace.
At Xuanzhenzi's invitation, he went to the Shu Mountain Sword Sect to sign in.
As a Holy Land of the Sword Dao,
The Shu Mountain Sword Sect had a great many Sword Dao Legacies.
The most striking among them were thirteen cold, gleaming Immortal Swords, their Sword Qi soaring into the sky!
Although most were Low Grade Immortal Artifacts, each contained unique Sword Intent and Law, with unparalleled sharpness.
In addition, the several profound Sword Dao classics obtained through signing in allowed him to further his understanding of the Sword Dao.
The other major Holy Lands, naturally unwilling to be left behind, extended enthusiastic invitations.
At Qionghua Spirit Sect, Han Xuanji obtained the secret technique True Spirit Nine Revolutions through signing in.
This was a secret technique that could amplify Spiritual Power. Han Xuanji quickly cultivated it to the Eighth Revolution Realm, increasing his already abundant Spiritual Power by thirty percent.
Don't underestimate this thirty percent.
This was based on his Spiritual Power as a baseline.
Besides that, there were some Divine Weapons and Magic Treasures, which Han Xuanji had already grown numb to.
In the eyes of others, Immortal Artifacts were rare treasures, seen once in ten thousand years, and were sect-founding treasures.
To him, it was like a wholesale business; he couldn't even count them all.
Many Immortal Artifacts, he glanced at and then tossed into a corner of the System space.
On this day,
Han Xuanji arrived at the Taiyi Dao Sect, the last stop of the Four Great Holy Lands.
He came to the Innate Eight Trigrams Platform, where Dao rhyme flowed.
"Detected a six-star sign-in location. Do you wish to sign in?"
"Six stars?"
Han Xuanji nodded silently, thinking to himself:
"System, sign in."
"Congratulations, Host, for successfully signing in at the Innate Eight Trigrams Platform! You have received the trait 'Innate Dao Body'."
"Innate Dao Body?"
Han Xuanji's heart stirred slightly.
Innate Dao Body?
This was a top-tier cultivation Physique, innately close to the Dao, and not inferior to his Myriad Laws Immortal Body.
"Ding! Do you wish to perform trait Fusion?"
In Han Xuanji's ear, the System's special prompt suddenly sounded.
"Hmm?"
Han Xuanji was stunned, then his eyes lit up.
This was a rare occurrence; the previous Fusion had allowed him to obtain the Myriad Laws Immortal Body.
"Fusion successful! You have obtained the trait 'Chaos True Spirit Body'."
"Chaos True Spirit Body: Chaos Physique, powerful Qi and blood, capable of absorbing Heaven and Earth essence, innately close to the Dao, can easily comprehend all Dao, grasp all Dao Laws, and fuse all Dao Laws."
Hmm?
The next instant.
An indescribably profound power descended, instantly piercing through his limbs, bones, internal organs, and even his Divine Soul Sea of Consciousness!
"Holy crap."
Han Xuanji didn't expect this trait Fusion to be so fast.
At this moment, Han Xuanji's body burst forth with brilliant light.
Immortal light shot up into the sky, piercing through the clouds, stirring up thousands of miles of wind and clouds.
The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi within the entire Taiyi Dao Sect's range converged madly as if worshipping a monarch, forming a huge Spiritual Qi vortex that rotated around the Eight Trigrams Platform.
In the sky, images of celestial phenomena appeared in succession, and a grand and solemn Dao sound resounded throughout Heaven and Earth.
Disciples who didn't know might have thought an Immortal had descended.
Even the Grand Cultivators of the Taiyi Dao Sect were stunned:
"What's going on?"
They only saw Han Xuanji observing the Innate Eight Trigrams Platform for a while. Was he comprehending the Dao?
It was too exaggerated.
They had been at this Innate Eight Trigrams Platform for countless years, and such a situation had never occurred.
"What Realm has this person reached, exactly?"
Someone asked curiously.
"I don't know."
A Grand Elder of the Taiyi Dao Sect shook his head at this moment. He was, after all, an Ascended Immortal Realm powerhouse, but he couldn't see through him at all.
Sect Master Qing Song Daoist sighed:
"This talent is too exaggerated; no wonder he was able to cultivate to this Realm in such a short time."
"However, it is said that he also cultivates assiduously all year round and never slackens."
"He has both talent and diligence… He deserves his success."
Everyone believed that Han Xuanji achieved what he did today through hard work and talent.
One by one, the Cultivators, usually hailed as Prodigies, stood in the distance, sighing and not daring to go up and disturb him… At the same time.
In Dongcang Province, in an area thousands of miles away from the Shenxuan Sect.
Several figures descended.
The leader had wings on his back, an alluring face, and pale, lifeless pupils.
On his exposed skin, faint pale Demonic runes were visible.
This person was Cang Shi, a powerhouse who had descended from the Dark Demon Realm, a genuine True Demon.
His aura was so formidable that it was comparable to the Ascended Immortal Realm. Even without releasing his aura, the surrounding creatures merely sensed a faint trace and prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.
"Is this the Taixu Spirit Realm?"
Cang Shi scanned the area with his Divine Sense and found that there seemed to be very few powerhouses in this region.
He planned to first convert the most abundant Spiritual Qi areas nearby into Demonic Lands, which would make his future actions smoother.