I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Huo Ming came with Shen Ping and Fu Lan to rescue, and their main goal was to investigate why Sumeru Valley was invading again.

However.

What horrified Huo Ming and his group was that this time, they were not just facing Sumeru Valley, but also… Robbing cultivators of Feilei Mountain.

Just as they met, five Golden Core cultivators surrounded them. One of them was even Master Du Xin, the Sumeru Valley Sect leader who was at the late-stage Golden Core.

Huo Ming fought desperately, merging with the Abyss Fire Fining Pot, and chose self-destruction as a last resort. He managed to hold back Master Du Xin, allowing Shen Ping and Fu Lan to escape some distance.

“Damn it.”

“The monks of Sumeru Valley actually conspired with the Robbing cultivators.”

“What do we do now?”

Fu Lan was a female cultivator, and her father was the former Supreme Elder of the Xuandan Sect, Fu Xuanxu. After many years, Fu Lan had also advanced to the Golden Core and had become quite a legend in the Xuandan Sect.

However, facing the pursuit of several Golden Core cultivators and after losing their senior brother Huo Ming, Fu Lan, a Golden Core cultivator of the Xuandan Sect, was quite flustered and desperate.

Shen Ping looked back and saw that the Golden Core cultivators chasing them were two Middle Golden Core Stage cultivators from Feilei Mountain. The distance between them and the Robbing cultivators of Feilei Mountain was only ten miles, at this distance, escape seemed impossible.

“Junior Sister Fu, you go on ahead, inform the Sect, and activate the Sect Guardian Array. With Brother Zhuge and Sister Si Hong there, as long as they hold the main peak and the six inner peaks, the Xuandan Sect won’t be destroyed.”

“I’ll hold them back.”

“Run!!”

Shen Ping was firm in his resolution. He immediately turned around and pounced towards the advancing Golden Core cultivators. In his hand, the lower-grade Spiritual Treasure longsword flew out, emitting a red-hot light. All of a sudden it collided with an oncoming Spiritual Treasure, causing both to explode and retreat.

Fu Lan hesitated, but seeing Shen Ping risking his life to hold back the enemies, she gulped, wanted to turn back and fight, but hesitated once more. A thought crossed her mind — her death didn’t matter much. Be it Huo Ming or Shen Ping, those who stayed back to resist the enemies were all doing it for the sect.

She must deliver this news to the sect.

Fu Lan was determined. She did not hesitate any longer, turned around and started fleeing, even resorting to secret techniques, causing her speed to greatly increase at the cost of bleeding from the corners of her eyes.

Seeing this from behind, Shen Ping felt relieved. But he had already made up his mind. He turned around and saw two Golden Cores approaching. Behind them were the others, also chasing and killing.

“I, Shen Ping, am honored to be able to give my last bit of strength for the sect.”

“What a pity I won’t be able to see my fellow disciples again.”

Several thoughts flashed across Shen Ping’s mind. His eyes were filled with rage, and his aura was overpowering, with a strong intent of self-destruction. The Golden Cores who had surrounded him sensed this unstable aura and hesitated, slowing their steps.

They intended to kill, not to die.

As he was about to die.

A figure appeared, moving through space. Just behind this figure was the fleeing Fu Lan, a few positions away, her face was colored with excitement, and her tears of blood were gone.

“Huh?”

“Who is this guy?”

“Does Xuandan Sect have such a person?”

The incoming Golden Cores were puzzled but had already heightened their alertness. Master Du Xin of Sumeru Valley, who had been blocked by Huo Ming’s self-destruction, also arrived at this moment. Upon seeing this person, his face changed dramatically, and without thinking, he turned around to flee.

The fifth on the Monster extermination list, Han Yi of the Xuandan Sect. He is a late-stage Golden Core cultivator with amazing combat capabilities, almost as powerful as a half-step Nascent Soul.

Master Du Xin naturally knows and recognizes the name Han Yi.

“But, wasn’t Han Yi supposed to have died in the battle of Evil chaos in the Eastern Sea fifteen years ago?”

“Why has he appeared again?”

“Damn it.”

Master Du Xin ran for his life with everything he had. He was extremely terrified and even activated secret techniques, making his speed three times faster than the average late-stage Golden Core cultivator.

But.

It was useless.

Han Yi, who was walking through the void with Fu Lan at his back, was extremely angry at this moment.

He pointed slightly, and the Green Reed Sword at his back leaped up. In another crossing, with the half-step Treasure’s jump and skip, the space seemed to fold, easily crossing ten miles.

With just a light swipe, the fleeing Master Du Xin was divided into two. Even his Divine Soul was instantly melted under the soul-seeking attack.

Killing a late-stage Golden Core seemed easy for him.

The Golden Cores only reacted at this moment.

Shen Ping, who was ready to die, turned back and saw Han Yi, who was gradually approaching and emanating murderous intent. He was stunned. He thought he was hallucinating, but upon checking again, it was still Han Yi. He was overjoyed.

“Han, Junior Brother Han, are you really alive?”

Han Yi nodded at Shen Ping, and with a flip of his hand, took out a pill from the Qiankun Ring. This pill was from Yan Zhan of the Soul Hall, known as the Nine Mushroom Soul Nourishing Pill, which could replenish the decline of the Divine Soul.

In the blink of an eye, he was at Shen Ping’s side and handed the pill to him.

“This is the Nine Mushroom Soul Nourishing Pill from the Soul Hall of Daqin Holy Land, Brother Shen, take it quickly to suppress the injury of your Divine Soul and do not damage your foundation.”

Of course, Shen Ping didn’t stand on ceremony and took the pill. However, a look of sadness crossed his face.

“Junior Brother Han, Brother Huo Ming, he…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Han Yi nodded. He was aware that Senior Brother Huo Ming had been killed, which was why his face was calm, but he was furious internally.

It was a foregone conclusion that Huo Ming was dead, and he indeed was one step too late.

Even an Immortal can’t reverse life and death. Han Yi had just learned about Huo Ming’s death from Fu Lan’s telepathic message.

“Don’t worry, I will avenge Brother Huo Ming now.”