I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy-Chapter 684 - 310: Cannon Fodder Battle, Discovering Destiny Seed_3
Chapter 684: Chapter 310: Cannon Fodder Battle, Discovering Destiny Seed_3
When the ghost witch died, her body transformed into a crimson gas, which was about to fall to the ground but was abruptly absorbed by Han Yi’s nascent soul.
Sixth Soul Skill.
Devour Soul.
Han Yi had carefully observed his surroundings a moment ago, and he noticed that when the cultivators killed ghost witches, the witches would either merge into the ground and disappear or turn into crimson gas, scattering and merging with the earth.
This process was difficult to stop, and even using tools to collect the gas would eventually result in its dissipation due to the laws of this dimension.
Han Yi realized this during the brief moment of lightning and flint stone.
No wonder the ghost witch could instantly recognize that Han Yi did not belong here, as he did not have the imprint of this place and was not within the Law, making it obvious to the ghost witch that he did not belong.
This was also why Han Yi had tried to use the Devour Soul skill without hesitation.
He had just acquired the skill, but it seemed very appropriate to use at this moment.
Of course, there was an element of gambling in using it. After all, although the crimson gas seemed to be something like the soul of the ghost witch, it was not ruled out that after using Devour Soul, something bad might happen.
But after she had killed a ghost witch, more witches continuously appeared within a mile, some of which easily killed the Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivators.
If he didn’t gamble, he would surely die, which was not Han Yi’s style.
As his nascent soul devoured the crimson gas, Han Yi immediately sensed a faint connection between it and the dimension’s ground. The connection was not strong, but it was a real change.
It was only for an instant, but the attacking ghost witches paused, then continued to rush towards Han Yi. He did not panic, knowing that the witches were naturally confused by his change and continued to approach him.
After executing the Devour Soul skill and establishing a connection with the ground, Han Yi rushed to a certain position, changing his appearance and breath amidst the frantically flashing battlefield.
A moment later, he retreated from the battlefield. Several ghost witches glanced at him on the edge of the battlefield and then withdrew their gazes, no longer paying attention to him.
“It worked!” Han Yi thought, delighted.
He did not dare to approach human cultivators, lest he be killed by Nascent Soul Late Stage or peak cultivators. Instead, he continuously fled outward from the dimension’s edge, away from cultivators and ghost witches, but the region was vast.
He also realized that the battle would not end easily, especially since the ghost witches in this dimensional space were virtually immortal and could keep reappearing indefinitely.
That’s right.
As he moved outward, he passed by a place where crimson gas was gushing from an underground hole, transforming into ghost witches in an instant.
Han Yi then understood that the witches turned into crimson gas upon death and merged with the earth because they would be revived through a special ritual.
As Han Yi passed by a hole where crimson gas was gushing out, he suddenly stopped. His crimson eyes flickered intensely, a shocked expression on his face, which was rare for him, especially on such a dangerous battlefield.
At this moment.
For the first time since his transmigration, something unprecedented happened in Han Yi’s vision.
The Proficiency Panel automatically popped up, but there were no characters related to skills, life, or realm on the semi-transparent panel. Instead, there was only a line of faint red text.
“Life Seeds discovered, can be absorbed.”
Han Yi’s pupils constricted.
“Life Seeds?”
“What are Life Seeds?” As he wondered about this, a stream of information flowed through his inner heart, and he suddenly understood.
Life Seeds, or Seeds of Life, are the origin and primal essence of things, responsible for the evolution of the Law and the creation of worlds. In this dimensional space, they constitute the foundation of this dimension.
“What are the origins and primal essences?” Han Yi asked again.
This time, no explanation appeared.
In truth, the explanation Han Yi had received about “Life Seeds” was merely a general concept. Life Seeds had different names in different worlds.
In the Wisdom Realm, they were called Wisdom Seeds.
In the Ancient World, they were called the Origin.
Han Yi remained composed and did not act impulsively.
The faint red text flickered and appeared as he tried to move forward. When he exceeded a certain distance, the text would rapidly fade and the entire panel would disappear and hide.
He made a small detour and approached the hole where the crimson gas was gushing out again. When he reached a certain distance, the text reappeared.
After some thought, he decided not to take the risk and continued to head towards the edge of the dimension.
