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第五百五十四章 屡屡逢生机

Time returned to the present, and Kan Village was left with heavy casualties.

Lady Si's eyes were nearly bulging from anger as she secretly observed. She never imagined that Han Yi could summon celestial flames like a deity, turning the plan to eliminate him into a failure. Not only had her scheme for his annihilation failed, but even Zhu Village, where she had lived and loved since childhood, was almost completely destroyed in this calamity.

Familiar faces from the past now lay as broken, charred corpses. Anger, jealousy, resentment... all these emotions surged within Si's heart, culminating into a single voice: "Kill him! Kill him!"

In the vast darkness, Han Yi had vanished without a trace. However, Si, who had served as the High Priest for decades and possessed genuine means to connect with deities, was not lying. Although the fluctuations in Han Yi's body differed from those of his deity, she followed the faint residual energy in the air, tailing him until she caught up.

"Die! The so-called gods should never appear on this earth!"

Si's face twisted into a grotesque expression as she uttered her long-suppressed words. As she chanted, Han Yi was startled to see that the wind in the air began to converge towards her hands. Compressed to an extreme degree, it instantly shot at him.

"Is this how one can use fate for such purposes?"

Han Yi was both shocked and elated. Despite another wound slicing through his body, his eyes grew brighter as he dodged and learned Si's method of manipulating wind blades. By the time he was on the brink of death, he finally succeeded in summoning a wind blade.

The color of his first wind blade was deeper than Si’s, and it had an even more imposing presence. It sliced through Si's wind blade with a howl before continuing its momentum to pierce her body, completing the counterattack.

Wounded but relieved, Han Yi fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, he found that his injuries had completely healed overnight.

Without delving further into the reason, Han Yi continued fleeing into the wilderness. However, soon enough, he discovered that small teams were everywhere, hunting him down.

The spectacle of falling meteors and the destruction of one village while another was severely damaged could not be hidden. Thus, the rumor of a deity descending to earth spread quickly through the wilderness.

Whether Han Yi's divine identity was real or not, his ability to summon wind, rain, fire, and lightning was undeniable. Controlling him would bring unity to the wasteland both legally and in strength.

Almost every tribe launched a pursuit for Han Yi, driven by their ambitions of becoming "emperors." His human appearance stood out too much in this land filled with beasts, making it impossible to hide.

To save his life, Han Yi continued to flee. Fortunately, with fate protecting him, he was highly sensitive to danger. After battling Si, he also mastered the art of controlling the wind, though not as swiftly as a cultivator's flight techniques.

Despite being pursued relentlessly, Han Yi managed to evade capture due to his enhanced senses and speed.

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"Wind, water, fire, lightning..."

"These are all parts of the world. By harnessing fate, I can control these energies for combat."

According to The Book of Fate, early cultivators seemed to have been like this, seeking divine authority and controlling everything.

"They called themselves 'technicians.'"

After years of evading danger in the wilderness, Han Yi lay in a newly dug cave, muttering to himself. A faint flame danced on his fingertips, illuminating the dark space around him.

Even though this world lacked spiritual energy, he had accomplished what only cultivators could do.

"If I fully integrate the shattered fate here, my power would be comparable to that of Eternal Heaven Sovereign in Xuanhuang Realm."

With a glimmer of hope for the future, Han Yi suddenly felt the ground tremble.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Roaring footsteps approached from afar, growing louder and closer.

Han Yi's face paled as his sense of danger surged. He cursed under his breath before breaking through the earth, discerning a direction, and flying at high speed.

Behind him, a massive white elephant pursued relentlessly.

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The elephant was large but moved swiftly, ignoring all obstacles in its path as it charged towards Han Yi. Despite Han Yi's mastery of wind techniques, he could not shake off the elephant.

Their chase attracted the attention of surrounding beasts, who quickly spotted Han Yi and joined the hunt.

As more beasts closed in, Han Yi's available space diminished. Desperate, a fierce look flashed across his eyes. He had absorbed significant fate energy recently, enough to cause catastrophic disasters if fully unleashed, burying these pests alive.

However, such an action would not only nullify his efforts but also result in severe self-harm.

Just as Han Yi hesitated, he sensed a faint spiritual energy fluctuation around him.

Though weak, it was unmistakable for Han Yi, who had long been deprived of spiritual energy. The presence of spiritual energy meant the ability to cast spells.

Even the weakest术士 techniques were beyond these beasts!

Overjoyed, Han Yi followed the direction of the spiritual energy and dashed towards a deep ravine.

"Here..."

Han Yi was thrilled as he felt the faint but steady flow of spiritual energy stopping just outside the ravine.

"This place seems to be a passage to Xuanhuang Realm?"

Since arriving in this small world, Han Yi had been constantly thinking about returning to Xuanhuang Realm. However, he found no way back after searching Zhu Village.

This small world was vast, and finding a return path alone would have been like searching for a needle in a haystack.

Today's desperate situation led him to accidentally discover the path home.

"Indeed, heaven does not forsake me!"

Looking at the beasts chasing him, Han Yi sneered. "When I return and become powerful enough, I'll come back here to settle accounts with you all!"

With that thought, he dived into the deep ravine below.

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