In the forest of Pure Yang Peak.
Han Ye is sitting cross-legged in the middle of a rapid river, with his eyes closed, breathing in and out, contemplating on the Immovable Rakshasa Visualization in his mind.
Since he was preparing for the upcoming Big Competition of the Sect, it was necessary to form the Immovable Rakshasa Body. Recently, he had discovered that the Immovable Rakshasa was a defensive Divine Power that honed the Primordial Spirit.
The mural depicted a Rakshasa Heavenly Demon with three heads and six arms, that seemed to descend like a god, suppressing all ages with its real body. No matter how the small beings attacked, they could not shake the body.
Of course, it was merely a mural, Han Ye was not sure if he would achieve the same effect as the Rakshasa Heavenly Demon if he fully perfected his Immovable Rakshasa practice.
At present, he could only use the Immovable Rakshasa as a defensive measure.
"Boom boom boom!"
