I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Thirty-eight figures stood silently a few kilometers away from the stronghold, motionless and quiet.

The leader of the demon cultivators was an Evil Saint in Nascent Soul Late Stage, and the initiator of this group. He was also the only Nascent Soul Late Stage among them. His true form was a blue flood dragon, and the other demon cultivators called him “Lord Blue Flood Dragon”.

With a gentle wave of his hand, another figure in a black robe appeared before the group of demon cultivators. His face was hidden by the robe.

Han Yi was startled and looked closely, discovering that the emerging figure had an extremely dense corpse aura surrounding him.

Corpse Refinement?

Han Yi was slightly shocked.

In front of them, the Blue Flood Dragon Evil Saint’s divine sense surged, and the mysterious figure that had appeared began to tremble lightly before vanishing from their sight. In the next instant, he was already in the sky above them.

He then plunged down without hesitation, landing several kilometers away at the stronghold. Above the stronghold, flashes of light illuminated the area, signaling that the protective formation of this Purple Cloud Sect stronghold had already been activated due to the stimulus.

In the next instant.

The figure, shrouded in corpse aura, suddenly self-exploded. Strangely enough, the blood mist that burst from the explosion didn’t dissipate but instead merged with the flickering spirit light.

In the next moment, the formation’s light above the stronghold flickered and after a few frantic changes, it vanished completely.

“Who is it?”

A roar of anger erupted from within the stronghold. The dense aura of a true monarch spread through the air.

This was evidently a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator.

However.

Standing several kilometers away from the stronghold, the Blue Flood Dragon Evil Saint, also in the Nascent Soul Late Stage, appeared calm and fearless. He turned his gaze back to the demon cultivators behind him.

“Alright, with the Spirit-Devouring Corpse Puppet as the bait, the formation at this stronghold has been counteracted. We only have three minutes. After three minutes, the Corpse Puppet will lose its effectiveness, and the formation will be restarted. You must leave this place and meet at the designated location before fleeing back to Black Dragon City.”

“Go.”

With a slight flicker of his form, the Blue Flood Dragon Evil Saint instantly crossed a kilometer. In the next moment, he seemed to leap through space, traversing several kilometers, and directly entered the stronghold.

Although the other demon cultivators were a bit slower, they all rushed into the stronghold within three breaths.

Han Yi, who remained a bit further behind, retracted his gaze from the sky, his heart shook.

When the stronghold’s formation flickered just now, Han Yi recognized the level of spiritual power in it. This formation had undoubtedly reached the level of a Fourth-Stage top-quality formation.

By rights, a formation like this should be able to resist the full-force attacks of a Peak Nascent Soul cultivator. However, the mysterious figure with the eerie corpse aura managed to paralyze the formation with just a single self-explosion.

This ability was similar to a virus invading the formation, temporarily causing it to crash.

Spirit-Devouring Corpse Puppet, Han Yi mentally noted down this name.

The reason the Blue Flood Dragon Evil Saint had asked the others to escape was that, before departure, everyone had taken a Heavenly Dao Oath. After plundering this stronghold and returning to Black Dragon City, the numerous Evil Kings must hand over thirty percent of their spoils to the Blue Flood Dragon Evil Saint.

That’s right, among the thirty-eight demon cultivators participating this time, the Evil Kings had to pay a certain price. Everyone had no objections to this arrangement, and Han Yi naturally wouldn’t object either.

The Heavenly Dao Oath strictly bound the demon cultivators who wanted to return to Black Dragon City, but it was full of loopholes for Han Yi, who wanted to go back to the Human Clan’s world and never remain in the world of the demon cultivators again.

At this moment.

Han Yi entered the Purple Cloud Sect stronghold along with the other demon cultivators, setting aside other thoughts and focusing on the task at hand.

Prior to this, he had already made a decision.

This time, he followed the demon cultivators with a different purpose. Naturally, he wouldn’t indulge in senseless killings like them. He wasn’t a cold-blooded and brutal person, and he couldn’t bear to turn his blade on his fellow cultivators if they weren’t enemies.

However, he couldn’t resist the demon cultivators and protect himself at the same time. All he could do was to make sure he was safe while taking advantage of the others as much as possible.

That’s right.

While the other demon cultivators targeted the cultivators within the stronghold, Han Yi’s target was the demon cultivators themselves, specifically, the more than twenty Evil Kings.

His position was relatively farther back. As soon as he entered the stronghold, he saw the demon cultivators scattering in all directions, starting their battles with the stronghold’s cultivators. It couldn’t quite be called a battle. The cultivators of the ill-prepared stronghold were taken by surprise and could only put up a fierce resistance.

The Immortal Mountain, though merely a stronghold of the Purple Cloud Sect, covered an area similar to that of the Xuandan Sect’s main mountain. It consisted of hundreds of individual mountains.

The mountains were either tall or short, with more than thirty demon cultivators entering them like wolves among sheep, creating countless bloody scenes.

Less than three breaths after Han Yi entered the stronghold, a terrifying scream erupted from a mountain deep within the stronghold. The auras of two Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivators clashed explosively. However, it was clear that the aura of the demon cultivator was suppressing the aura of the Human Clan cultivator.

Han Yi took his eyes off the scene, unable to spare it another glance. With a flicker of his form, he quickly approached the nearest Immortal Mountain. In his divine sense, an Evil King at the Peak Golden Core stage had already demolished the restriction of the mountain’s secret vault. In less than a minute, he had obtained resources that made him ecstatic. Among them, some spiritual items were even helpful for him to form his Nascent Soul.

Suddenly, he turned around and saw another Peak Golden Core bull demon revealing itself. His heart didn’t relax, and instead, he became even more vigilant, looking at the bull demon with an unfriendly gaze.