I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 2177: Chapter 971: Truth of No Origin, Catastrophic Destruction_2

Bai waved both hands, and beneath the mirror surface below, the Destruction Qi swept away completely. Then five miracles emerged, and within these miracles, the Five Elements Land began to evolve, corresponding to those five strange lands of the Outer World.

But unlike the Outer World, the Five Elements Land here with Bai had even stranger changes. The edges of these five regions merged, forming an immense and unparalleled array.

Han Yi stood quietly to the side, not revealing a trace of his presence to disturb Bai.

Bai kept his head lowered, his thoughts focused on the Five Elements Land beneath the mirror surface. The Five Elements began to merge, erupting with a world-shaking destruction aura. Initially, this aura was mild, but as time passed, it grew increasingly violent, until eventually, it exploded, once again destroying the Five Elements Miracle.

Bai’s movements suddenly halted, and then he slowly raised his head to look at Han Yi.

Han Yi’s eyes trembled, because he saw a dead silence of despair in Bai’s gaze.

“Senior, what exactly is going on?” Han Yi asked solemnly.

Bai shook his head, looked at the destroyed Five Elements Land, and said with extreme dejection, “There’s no hope, the Five Elements Destruction Array cannot be unravelled at all.”

Hearing these words, Han Yi’s heart shivered.

This tone of dejection coming from a Saint Master was something he absolutely did not expect.

However, Han Yi did not press further; he waited quietly for Bai to tell him the truth of all this.

Indeed.

Bai calmed his frenzied emotions and spoke slowly:

“As you can see, the Five Elements Destruction Array is composed of the Five Elements Land. This array isn’t meant to deal with cultivators but to restart the No Origin.”

“Restart No Origin?” Han Yi asked, perplexed.

“Exactly.” Bai nodded and said, “Every 129,600 Chaos Eras, the cultivators of the Lost Outer Realm return. Under the assault of Lost Will, they will destroy everything—all Chaos Realms, all Holy Origin Lands, all Spiritual Bodies will be obliterated.”

“This is the Lost Calamity.”

“After the Lost Calamity, when everything has been destroyed, the Five Elements Destruction Array will activate, annihilating all lost cultivators and some who barely escaped the Lost Calamity, bringing everything to emptiness.”

“This is the Destruction Calamity.”

“Then.”

“No Origin will restart, Spiritual Nature will be born, civilization will thrive, realms of chaos will emerge from No Origin and grow strong. After several Chaos Eras, cultivators will emerge from the Chaos Realm, reaching No Origin for the first time, welcoming the first visitor to this dead silent space once again.”

Bai paused, while Han Yi’s face was greatly shaken.

“129,600 Chaos Eras, lost return, Five Elements initiate, destroy everything, No Origin restart.”

Han Yi felt as if his head were struck by a heavy hammer, stunned in place.

“Time is running out.”

“Though I can withstand the Lost Calamity without fearing any returning cultivators, I can’t endure the Five Elements Destruction Array for long.”

“I’ve imprinted the Five Elements Formation, hoping to uncover its flaws, but despite countless experiments, success has never been attained; there isn’t a shred of hope.”

Bai’s tone was low, and Han Yi could no longer maintain his composure. He asked urgently:

“Senior, do you have any evidence to prove what you’re saying?”

It wasn’t surprising that Han Yi couldn’t stay calm because Bai’s words seemed utterly fabricated; before this, there was no evidence that could corroborate.

Indeed.

Lost Return, Five Elements Land, these events are true. But to talk about Lost Apocalypse, Five Elements Ruins, No Origin restart is utterly inconceivable.

“Evidence?”

“Haha, I am the evidence.”

“Do you know how many years I’ve lived?”

Bai’s expression showed signs of madness, and these hints of madness conveyed a cryptic message that sent a chill through Han Yi.

“Could it be, could it be…”

Bai’s frenzied laughter was abruptly cut off.

“Yes, I have lived for over 137,800 Chaos Eras.”

“Back then, before the Five Elements Destruction, I survived the Lost Calamity under the protection of a Saint Master. But soon after, even the Saint Master couldn’t withstand the Five Elements Destruction and perished in two Chaos Eras.”

“The reason I survived was because a bit of Spiritual Nature was anchored in a Unique Object, and that Unique Object was also the cause of my transformation into the Chaos Realm, establishing the White Continent.”

“After the No Origin restart, I reached the Saint Master Realm and have been searching for clues in the Lost Land, but everything was destroyed by the Five Elements Destruction Array.”

“In order to study the Destruction Calamity, I conducted numerous experiments, driving myself into a state where my Divine Soul became problematic, sometimes manic, sometimes forced into sleep.”

“So, even with the protection of a Unique Object, I am undoubtedly doomed in the second Destruction Calamity.”

Han Yi’s chilling thoughts came true; he took several deep breaths, struggling to keep calm, and asked again, “Senior, how much time do we have left?”

“Based on the last experience, the time from the beginning of the Lost Calamity to its full outbreak is likely around 120 Chaos Eras, and the full outbreak of the Lost Calamity lasts ten Chaos Eras. Subsequently, the Five Elements Destruction will rapidly obliterate everything in merely a few hundred years.”

“Your strength is far from the Saint Master level; even if you become a Saint Master, you can only endure for 130 Chaos Eras at most.”

“However, you can transform into the Chaos Realm; you likely possess a Unique Object not belonging to this No Origin. It might enable you to survive the Destruction Calamity and enter the next No Origin restart.”

After these words, Bai showed no further interest in speaking. With a wave of his hand, Han Yi found himself standing at the border of the White Continent.

He narrowed his eyes deeply, contemplating in confusion.

“Lost Calamity, Destruction Calamity.”

“No Origin restart.”

“After 130 Chaos Eras, everyone will die.”

Han Yi let out a breath and then murmured softly:

“That’s not right; there aren’t 130 Chaos Eras. The Lost Calamity has already passed for 35 Chaos Eras. With the returning lost cultivators, this disaster will intensify, affecting more and more Chaos Realms.”

“The time left for me, at the extreme, is more than 90 Chaos Eras, but realistically, to protect those I care about, it’s definitely less, possibly only 80 or even 70 Chaos Eras.”

“Time…”

Han Yi paused, his eyes resolute beyond compare.

“…plenty.”

He held a skeptical attitude toward Bai’s words, knowing that spreading such talk would surely cause chaos in the entire No Origin Space, the disaster stirred by the dying cultivator would be unimaginable.

If some Eternal Cultivator had proposed this ‘concept’ for the future, Han Yi would have scoffed. But hearing it from Bai, Han Yi had to consider it seriously.

“This message should not be spread.”

“However, I need to be prepared.”

“Power, I need stronger power.”

“The urgent task is to cultivate to the Dominator Realm.”

Han Yi walked within No Origin, not heading toward Ten Thousand Dao Ascension Area Two, but turned toward the border of the Thousand Illusions Fall Evil Zone, nearing the Lost Outer Realm.

He wanted to personally investigate the so-called lost cultivators and the so-called Lost Will.

As he gradually moved away from No Origin, the surrounding Chaos Realms became fewer and fewer until none appeared. He finally encountered his first lost cultivator.

As recorded in the rumors, the cultivator ahead of Han Yi had his eyes closed, and his Divine Soul fluctuated like stagnant water, without ripples.

From a distance, this cultivator attacked Han Yi.

Han Yi easily neutralized the attack, realizing that this cultivator was a Sealing King Level Eternal, yet his actual power was three levels weaker compared to ordinary Sealing King Level.

What equally shocked Han Yi was the Divine Weapon in the Eternal Cultivator’s hand; its Spiritual Nature was equally devoid of ripples, weakening the Divine Weapon’s Might far below normal levels.

In the end, Han Yi blasted the Eternal Cultivator, erasing the Spiritual Nature from his Divine Weapon, leaving only the Divine Weapon’s material itself.

If this Divine Weapon were refined again, it could be re-forged into an Eternal Divine Weapon.

He continued to flee toward the Outer Realm.

A hundred years later.

After slaying more than a dozen Eternal Cultivators, he finally stopped.

Because he sensed that strange will, which was all around him, or rather, in this Lost Outer Realm away from the Three Major Zones, it was everywhere.

Han Yi used his will to resist this Lost consciousness, realizing that his ability was only about half of its potential. If he encountered a Dominator Level lost cultivator, escaping would be impossible.

He tried to contact and study this vast will that wanted to enter his body and control him, but what he could sense was only its mighty and grand nature, seemingly belonging not to an individual but to a higher-dimensional existence.