I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Han Yi had just taken a shot from below, and this cultivator happened to see it in his eyes. At a glance, Han Yi’s aura revealed that he had just advanced to Foundation Establishment stage.

“Mo Wen?”

Han Yi’s eyebrows raised.

Three slashes killed a Xuandan Sect cultivator. Naturally, Han Yi thought of one person: Mo Wen.

Many years ago, You Wu of the Xuandan Sect challenged Mo Wen at the Dragon Slayer Observatory in Taibai County. He was killed within three slashes of Mo Wen’s blade. His soul scattered, his sword broken, and the shattered Fire Reversal Sword was retrieved by the Supreme Elder, Zhuge Wu You, and placed within the sect.

“Oh, you’ve heard of me. Then you must know the fate of the sword cultivator who challenged me.”

“Come on, give me a surprise.”

Mo Wen licked his lips, revealing a hint of madness.

The moment Mo Wen’s words fell, his blood blade slashed down, the massive blade light emitting waves of blood, crushing everything in its path.

Gu Yu forcefully suppressed the pain of his severe injuries, desperately squeezed out his magical power. The broken red Cloud Sea condensed once again and pushed forward. A loud collision resounded.

With this slash, Gu Yu’s injuries worsened. He struggled to get up, clearly unable to fight anymore. The torn Cloud Sea began to churn, obviously intending to self-destruct and take Mo Wen down with it.

“Brother Gu, wait!”

Seeing this situation, even if Gu Yu self-destructed his magic tool, it would pose no threat to Mo Wen. It would only embarrass him at most, and sacrificing himself would be pointless.

Han Yi had to take a step forward, his heart filled with heaviness.

The opponent was very strong.

In his pale golden eyes, Mo Wen’s aura blended with the faintly visible blood sea behind him.

This was a killing god who had walked out of a sea of blood and slaughter.

Although he was only at the Early-stage of the Foundation Establishment, his realm was on par with Gu Yu and Han Yi. However, his aura was stronger than theirs.

At the time, You Wu had reached the Early-stage of Foundation Establishment and was among the strongest in his realm within a few years. Then, he met Mo Wen at Dragon Slayer Observatory in Taibai County and fell within three slashes.

It was clear that Mo Wen was not the kind of stepping stone that people could easily surpass and kill.

Han Yi’s figure flashed and stood in front of Gu Yu. Then, without a word, he stretched out his hand, pressed against the void, and a point of Spirit Light burst out from his fingertips.

Spirit Void Finger.

The Spirit Light flashed and instantly crossed dozens of meters, shining in front of Mo Wen.

Mo Wen’s expression remained unchanged. He lightly slapped his long blade, attempting to slap Han Yi’s Spirit Void Finger away.

However, when a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator used the Spirit Void Finger technique, the compressed magical power, in terms of quality and quantity, was far stronger than that of a Qi Cultivation Stage cultivator. It was much more potent.

Boom.

The Spirit Light exploded. The long blade paused for a moment, and the blood sea reflected around the blade shrank. A Demonic Being suddenly exploded and sank into the blood sea, no longer emerging.

Mo Wen shook his head. This kind of Magic Skill might be effective against other Early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, but it seemed inadequate against him.

However, in the next instant, his eyes widened.

In front of him, a sky full of Spirit Light rushed over like a swarm of locusts.

“Interesting.”

Mo Wen’s mouth showed a trace of a smile. His blood blade violently slashed down as it was a top-grade Magical weapon.

There was a gap between top-grade Magical weapons, too.

The top-grade Magical tools generally used by Legendary Qi Cultivators were the most common top-grade Magical tools. The top-grade Magical tools used by Foundation Building Early-stage cultivators were relatively stronger, and the top-grade Magical tools used by Foundation Building Middle Level cultivators were the top-most top-grade Magical weapons. As for the powerful Foundation Building late-stage cultivators, a few of them already possessed treasures. For example, Huo Ming already had the Abyss Fire Fining Pot during his Foundation Building late stage.

Mo Wen’s blood blade had an extraordinary origin. Even if it faced a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, it could fight beyond its level.

The blood blade slashed down. The terrifying blade energy and blood sea collided with the sky full of Spirit Light.

Among the Spirit Light, a flash of ultimate Golden Light bloomed. Instantly transforming into a loom, it forced Mo Wen back within ten meters.

However, Mo Wen did not panic. On the contrary, his face revealed a ferocious smile.

“No, not enough. Not even close.”

For the first time, his blood blade flew up into the air, like a blood-colored swimming dragon. The dragon’s head was raised high, and it spat out a mouthful of blood-red dragon breath. At the forefront of the dragon breath was the blade tip.

Boom!

The blooming golden light was extinguished in an instant.

The Golden Light Shuttle was struck by the blood blade, and Han Yi was hit hard. He couldn’t help but spew out a mouthful of blood.

“Weak, too weak.”

Mo Wen shook his head, his eyes filled with regret as he looked at Han Yi as if he was already a dead man.

His arm flashed, and the soaring blood blade accelerated downward like a meteorite crashing to the ground, leaving the sound of an explosion trailing behind it.

Just at this moment.

Within the still-unextinguished Spirit Void Finger storm, two Sword Lights intertwined and gleamed, soaring like trapped dragons ascending to the sky, astonishingly beautiful.

One was azure-black, the other silvery-white.

Regardless of whether it was azure-black or silvery-white, both Sword Lights emitted a scorching pale red glow. The red light trailed behind the sword’s tail, looking like two comets racing towards the sky.

Whoosh!

Mo Wen’s eyes flashed with surprise. He had thought that the Golden Light Shuttle was Han Yi’s only means, after all, for a cultivator who had just entered the Foundation Establishment stage, it was remarkable to be able to wield a top-grade Magical weapon.

But he did not expect Han Yi to have three top-grade Magical weapons: one Golden Light Shuttle and two Sword Tools.

This fleeting surprise was the only hint of astonishment in his eyes since defeating Gu Yu.

“Interesting.”

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, the blood blade fell and collided with the climbing Sword Lights.

The void trembled, and then a spiritual energy storm began to sweep outward from the center of the clash between the one blade and the two swords.

Splash!

The air violently stirred, and Han Yi was forced back more than twenty meters. Upon reaching Gu Yu’s side, he moved back again with him, finally stopping when they were fifty meters away.

At the same time.

Whoosh.

Amidst the furious spiritual energy, the two Sword Tools had been sent flying back. Han Yi’s divine sense guided them back.

One azure-black, one silvery-white, both hung above Han Yi’s head.

The azure-black remained unchanged, while the silvery-white bore marks..