Repeatedly encounter opportunities for survival

Time returned to the present, and the Zhu Village forces suffered heavy casualties.

Si, who was secretly observing, was also furious.

He had never imagined that Han Yi could truly, like a deity, summon celestial starlight.

Not only had the plan to encircle and kill Han Yi failed, but even his beloved Zhu Village, where he had lived since childhood, was almost completely destroyed in this calamity.

Many familiar faces had already become charred corpses, broken and beyond recognition.

Anger, jealousy, resentment…

All kinds of emotions surged in Si's heart, ultimately transforming into a single voice.

“Kill him! Kill him!”

In the vast night, Han Yi had completely disappeared.

But Si had served as the Great Priest for decades, and his means of connecting with deities were not false.

Although the fluctuations emanating from Han Yi were different from the deity he worshipped, Si still followed the faint residual fluctuations in the air, trailing him all the way until he finally caught up to Han Yi.

“Go to hell! So-called deities should never appear on the earth!”

Si's face was distorted with rage as he spoke the words he had suppressed in his heart.

As he continuously chanted, Han Yi was horrified to discover that the wind in the air was constantly converging into Si's hand.

After being compressed to the extreme, it instantly shot towards Han Yi.

“So Heavenly Fortune can be used this way?”

Han Yi was both surprised and delighted.

Even though another wound was cut into his body, Han Yi's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

He dodged while sensing and learning Si's method of manipulating the wind blade.

It wasn't until he was covered in blood and on the verge of death that he finally succeeded in his attempt.

The first time he summoned a wind blade, its color was even deeper than the one Si used.

Its momentum was also greater.

It cut through the air with a whistling sound, shattering the wind blade sent by Si, yet its momentum remained undiminished.

In the opponent's astonished and unwilling eyes, it pierced through his body, completing a counter-kill.

Han Yi, covered in wounds, let out a sigh of relief and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, he found that his injuries had completely healed in just one night.

Unable to find the reason, Han Yi did not delve deeper.

He simply continued to flee towards the uninhabited wilderness.

But soon, he discovered that there were small teams everywhere searching for him.

That night, the scene of meteors falling from the sky was simply too spectacular.

The destruction of one village and the severe weakening of another could not be concealed.

Thus, the rumor of “a deity descending” quickly spread throughout the wilderness.

Regardless of whether Han Yi's divine identity was real or fake,

his ability to summon wind and rain and cause stars to fall was undeniably true.

If he could be brought under control, then unifying the wilderness, both legally and by strength, would no longer be a dream.

To achieve the ambition of becoming an “Emperor,” almost every tribe launched a pursuit for Han Yi.

And his purely human appearance, in this wilderness full of Yao Beasts, was far too conspicuous.

It was simply impossible to conceal.

To save his own life, Han Yi could only flee in a disheveled state.

Fortunately, with Heavenly Fortune protecting him, his perception of danger was extremely keen.

Moreover, ever since his battle with Si, in addition to the wind blade, Han Yi had also comprehended the method of wind manipulation.

Although it was not as fast as a Cultivator's flying technique, it was still much faster than simply walking on two feet.

Therefore, although Han Yi was being pursued somewhat frantically, he was never caught.

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“Wind, water, fire, lightning…”

“They are all part of the world. With the help of Heavenly Fortune, I can control these energies. Using them to kill enemies is not a problem.”

“According to the Heavenly Fortune Scripture, the earliest Cultivators seemed to be like this. They prayed for the authority of Heaven and manipulated all things.”

“At that time, they seemed to call themselves [Sorcerers].”

Having grown accustomed to a life of hiding, he had been wandering in the wilderness for an unknown period of time.

On this day, Han Yi lay in a newly dug underground cave, muttering to himself.

A faint flame flickered at his fingertips, illuminating the dark space around him.

Even in this world, without Spiritual Qi, he had managed to do something that only Cultivators seemed capable of.

“If I completely fuse with the broken Heavenly Fortune of this world, then the power I can display here will be comparable to Chang Sheng Tian Zun in the Xuanhuang World, right?”

A look of longing flashed in his eyes, and just as Han Yi was rekindling hope for the future, he suddenly felt the earth tremble slightly.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

Thunder-like footsteps came from afar, growing louder and louder, seemingly approaching.

Han Yi's expression changed slightly, and a tidal wave of crisis awareness surged into his heart.

Cursing under his breath, Han Yi broke out of the ground, briefly discerned the direction, and galloped away on the wind.

And behind him, in hot pursuit, was a white elephant the size of a mountain.

The white elephant was enormous, but its speed was not slow at all.

Ignoring all obstacles in its path, it galloped towards Han Yi with continuous strides.

Han Yi operated his wind manipulation technique to the extreme, yet he could not shake off the white elephant.

The pursuit between the two also attracted the attention of the surrounding Yao Beasts.

They quickly discovered Han Yi's figure and joined the pursuit.

More and more Yao Beasts surrounded him, and Han Yi's range of activity continuously shrank.

Feeling that he was at a dead end, a fierce glint flashed in Han Yi's eyes.

The Heavenly Fortune he had absorbed during this period had reached a very considerable level.

If it all erupted, it would be enough to cause a disaster of mountain-collapsing and earth-shattering proportions, burying all these damned guys.

But if he did that, all his efforts would be for naught, and he himself would suffer a backlash and severe injuries.

Just as Han Yi was slightly hesitant, he suddenly felt a faint fluctuation of Spiritual Qi around him.

Although very weak, Han Yi, who had not been nourished by Spiritual Qi for a long time, would absolutely not mistake it.

Having Spiritual Qi meant being able to cast Spells.

Even the weakest Qi Refinement Stage Spell was incomparable to these Yao Beasts, who only relied on their strong Physical Body to show their might!

Overjoyed, Han Yi immediately sped in the direction of the Spiritual Qi's sensation.

He finally stopped in a deep ravine.

“This is…”

Han Yi felt the faint Spiritual Qi flowing below, which stopped at the edge of the deep ravine, and his heart was filled with pleasant surprise.

“This, it seems to be a passage to the Xuanhuang World?”

Ever since he came to this Small World, Han Yi had been thinking about returning to the Xuanhuang World without a moment's rest.

But he had searched all around Zhu Village and had not been able to find the passage he had come through.

This Small World was also quite vast, and relying solely on his own strength to find a way back was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

He had not expected that, in today's desperate situation, by a strange twist of fate, he had coincidentally found the way back.

“Heaven truly does not abandon me!”

Han Yi looked back at the numerous Yao Beasts chasing after him, scrambling to get ahead.

He snorted coldly in his heart: “When this young master returns and achieves success in Cultivation, and makes ample preparations, I will come back here to settle accounts with you all!”

Thinking this, Han Yi plunged into the deep ravine below.