I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 2141: Chapter 953: Cultivation Plan, White Continent_2

Han Yi approached the position of the Ancestral God and then bowed respectfully, “Han Yi, pays respects to the Ancestral God, pays respects to the Ruins Master.”

At this position, besides the Ancestral God, there was also the Ruins Master Realm Venerate, who, though he hailed from the Tiaoist Spirit, had not returned there for a long time. Even after the Ancestral God contested the position of City Lord, the Ruins Master didn’t visit Piaoist Spirit, indicating that the Ruins Master felt no sense of belonging to the Tiaoist Spirit.

Besides the Ancestral God and the Ruins Master, three other cultivators with powerful auras, reaching the level of True Realm, were present.

Among these three, two were seen by Han Yi before during the contest for the City Lord position, in the Cold Fire Domain. One appeared to be in his ancient years, a follower of the Ruins Master Realm Venerate, with the Tao Title Yong Zhao. The other was a tall Different Race with strange runes on his face and red pupils, a follower of the Ancestral God, with the Tao Title Taixuan.

“Han Yi, you have arrived,” the Ancestral God said with a smile.

The Ruins Master merely glanced at Han Yi and nodded, which was a form of response.

In truth, the Ruins Master was unaware of Han Yi’s self-opened Chaos Realm; the Ancestral God had not mentioned it to him.

The matter of Han Yi opening the Chaos Realm was only known to the Ancestral God, the Tao God, Fusheng, and the Lonely Goose Venerable in Piaoist Spirit.

Others, from the fact that Han Yi did not step onto the Eternal Pillar yet broke through, speculated that Han Yi might have opened his own Chaos Realm. These Half-Step Transcendents indirectly knew the truth but later had their memory of Han Yi not stepping onto the Eternal Pillar erased by the Eternal Dao Skill applied by the Ancestral God and the Tao God, fabricating a new memory.

These deeds were done in secret by the Ancestral God and the Tao God. Han Yi learned of this when he recently returned to Tiaoist Spirit Chaos and met the Tao God, feeling grateful in his heart.

Han Yi looked at the other three True Realm cultivators and greeted them one by one. He also learned the Tao Title of the third True Realm cultivator, Zhou Yan, who later joined the Ancestral God Mansion as a subordinate of the Ancestral God.

After greeting, he stood behind the Ancestral God, beside Taixuan, quietly waiting.

Subsequently, other cultivators arrived one after another, and finally, on the seventh day, everyone gathered.

Thereafter, the Eternal Realm Venerate led the True Realm cultivators towards the No Origin Space east of East City.

Over at that space, Han Yi sensed from afar the surges of immensely strong auras blooming within the No Origin, all emanating from Eternal Transcendents.

Upon approaching, he saw numerous cultivators standing within the No Origin, including a group of thirteen tall and burly cultivators. From these cultivators, he observed physical strength more potent than that of the Innate Chaotic Divine Race.

A name surfaced in his mind.

Chaos Giant Clan.

The Chaos Giant Clan were the rulers of Cangyun North City.

At this moment, these giants compressed their bodies to the extreme, yet they remained around a hundred meters tall, which was their utmost limit of compression.

What startled Han Yi was that these Chaos Giants all emitted an Eternal aura, indicating that these thirteen Chaos Giants were all Eternal Transcendents level cultivators.

Besides the Chaos Giant Clan, there were scattered others from Eternal and True Realm present.

Han Yi speculated that these Eternal and True Realm cultivators were the masters of those floating islands above East City.

He had observed the Ascension Light Trace in the shattered deep region below East City but hadn’t ventured to the floating broken islands above. However, he knew there were many Eternal and True Realm cultivators on those floating islands.

At this moment, twelve Eternals had come from East City.

This meant, combined with the thirteen Eternals from Cangyun South City, a total of thirty-eight Eternal Transcendents had gathered here.

This was Han Yi’s first time seeing so many Eternals, leaving him utterly astounded.

If these Eternal Transcendents were to attack the Tiaoist Spirit, the Tiaoist Spirit Chaos World could not withstand for even half a two-hour.

Moreover.

Compared to some smaller Holy Origin Lands, such as Mengtuo Mountain, this group of Eternals could rival Mengtuo Mountain, excluding the Master.

Besides the Eternals, there were altogether sixty True Realm cultivators present here.

The first City Lord of Cangyun South City, known as Xuanming, led them forward to converse with other cultivators. Shortly after, the crowd moved overwhelmingly towards the White Continent.

Wherever they passed, there was no trace left in the No Origin Space, yet the formidable aura remained lingering.

Half a month later.

They reached their destination. The quick arrival was thanks to the Eternal cultivators leading the True Realm on their journey. If the True Realm cultivators had come alone, it would have taken dozens of times longer.

In front of them was a landmass suspended in the No Origin Space.

From Han Yi’s perspective, he couldn’t see the ends on either side nor the depth of the landmass. Moreover, the land underfoot was a pale white, unlike the typical brown earth.

This is the most mysterious, ancient Holy Origin Land, the White Continent.

The White Continent stretches infinitely, with an eternal paleness.

“After over two hundred thousand years, the White Continent has seen a change, after which some Eternal cultivators stepped inside, yet each one never returned.”

“The force capable of holding multiple Eternals is likely of Dominating Power level or above.”

“Be cautious on this journey,” the Ancestral God warned solemnly.

Among the ninety-eight cultivators standing on the edge of the White Continent, the thirteen Chaos Giant Clan members were the first to step forward.

Certainly, achieving Eternity, the Chaos Giants were not blindly arrogant but remained exceedingly cautious, even treading lightly.

This strange land had buried too many Eternal Transcendents over ages.

Moreover, these Eternals didn’t just die but were sealed away.

If they had merely died, they could be resurrected within the Chaos Realm, but if sealed, resurrection was impossible; the seal must be broken to change their state.

Xuanming Realm Venerate led the Cangyun South City cultivators to follow the Chaos Giant Clan onto the vast expanse.

As Han Yi stepped onto this land, his eyebrows suddenly jerked, for he seemed to sense a subtle intention sweeping over him.

This intention was faint, almost like an illusion.

But when he looked at the other Eternals and True Realm, he saw they appeared stern but showed no signs of noticing, presumably unaware of it.

He faintly felt something was off, given he was only of True Realm, far from Eternity; how could he detect what so many Eternals hadn’t?

Perhaps this intention was uniquely directed at him, as the form of the White Continent represented his future path.

With heightened vigilance, he followed closely behind the Ancestral God, heading forward.

This journey lasted a full month.

In Cangyun Ring Land, at his speed, he could travel far within the same time to the Sea of Divine Light to enter the domain of Cloud Ring Divine Envoy, yet now, the expanse ahead remained vast and seemingly endless.

Suddenly.

The Ancestral God’s expression subtly shifted.

Han Yi quickly summoned the Shattering God Mountain. The Ancestral God glanced at it, his eyes flickering with recognition, apparently recognizing this Tao God’s Unique Object, then he turned his gaze.

Other alerted True Realm cultivators prepared their Ancient Artifacts, standing ready, and even the Eternal cultivators appeared somewhat grave.

The cultivators slowed their pace.

Right then.

The Ancestral God’s face slightly changed.

Han Yi’s pupils shrank suddenly, for in that brief moment of three blinks of an eye, the snowflake-like streak was already nearly upon them.

He could see that the streak was a mass of white, monkey-like monsters, either charging or moving stealthily, numerous like a tide.

The name leaped into Han Yi’s mind.

White Demons.