Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

About ten miles away from the junction, Han Yu stopped urging.

Instead, he burrowed into the soil by himself.

The old Daoist’s expression was complex as he investigated, only to find he had once again lost Han Yu’s trail.

This peculiar fellow has so many skills.

The old Daoist silently sighed, realizing it was now his turn to provoke Meng Yun.

If they continued several more miles, they would likely encounter cultivators from Yama Hall.

Though the old Daoist’s task was merely to lure Meng Yun, the more commotion, the better.

However, they couldn’t expose themselves too early.

If Han Yu wasn’t successfully inside and even he got exposed, they’d be in deep trouble.

The best plan was for Han Yu to sneak in first, then the old Daoist would lure him out, allowing Han Yu to destroy the array’s core, likely causing Meng Yun to retreat.

Then the old Daoist could escape, and Han Yu could quietly slip away by the same trick.

Or if Han Yu destroyed the array core and Meng Yun still pursued the old Daoist desperately, then Han Yu would have to come back to help.

But that possibility seemed small.

Yet the old Daoist felt it was quite high.

Meng Yun hadn’t pursued him only because he couldn’t find him.

If Meng Yun really saw him, he might not hesitate to risk everything to kill him.

When this was mentioned on the way, Han Yu didn’t believe it.

The old Daoist’s hesitant demeanor seemed unwilling to speak, still certain the other party would want him dead upon sight.

Of course, he repeatedly reminded that if such a situation arose, Han Yu must help him.

Last time, the two of them managed to escape together; this time, with preparations, avoiding danger shouldn’t be an issue.

Han Yu continually remained cautious, not daring to use Earth Escape too quickly, fearing it would cause too much disturbance.

Although it had been verified that Ping’s mist could confuse even Divine Dao Realm cultivators.

But who knew if it always worked?

The old Daoist’s abilities seemed weak, and using him as a standard made Han Yu feel unreliable.

"He may not be weak, just that his abilities aren’t perfected."

The Artifact Spirit spoke highly of the old Daoist.

"Imagine if he could injure people with just his mouth, then you’d know how terrifying he’d be."

That was still mildly speaking; if you think ridiculously, such skills seemed limitless and their power would be unimaginable once fully developed.

Han Yu had thought about it, but skills like that must be tough to cultivate, right?

The old Daoist stumbled so many times just learning how to fall properly, to learn what the Artifact Spirit described, who knows what bizarre gambles he’d have to undertake.

"You can mock him, but you’d better not underestimate him."

The Artifact Spirit couldn’t help but advise; it felt anyone willing to go all out to cultivate such skills wasn’t ordinary.

"Hold your breath, be alert!"

Suddenly, the Artifact Spirit’s face turned solemn.

It sensed that cultivators were appearing above, indicating they were nearing the target location.

But how to proceed from here became a problem.

Underground was pitch-black, unable to see the situation above, making it hard to locate the array core.

"Why not try moving towards where there are more people?"

Han Yu pondered briefly before speaking to the Sea of Consciousness.

If it was such an important place, going where there were more people couldn’t be wrong.

This relied on the Artifact Spirit’s sensory ability; otherwise, relying only on himself was like the blind leading the blind.

As they neared, the Artifact Spirit’s warnings became more frequent.

From the outermost Initial Realm cultivators, as they went deeper, the spiritual power they could sense grew stronger.

Not only did the power levels vary, but the concentration of cultivators became more focused in one spot.

There were trenches on the ground, with cultivators standing on both sides, forming an encirclement, the atmosphere eerily quiet.

In this area, the air seemed to stagnate, nothing could enter, not even the wind.

Han Yu carefully moved through this tight defense, the speed of his Earth Escape carefully controlled.

Fortunately, the Walking the Dao cultivators didn’t have the frightening senses of people like the old Daoist, so the journey was surprisingly safe.

While Han Yu relaxed inside, lowering his guard quietly.

It was at this moment that his misfortune struck again.

While in the midst of traveling, he suddenly poked his head out...

It was so abrupt; by the time Han Yu realized it, his body had leaned forward, with his head sticking out.

In an instant, he was terrified, staring dumbly at the empty void before him.

This was a cliff—no, a large gorge, with a crowd hovering ominously above, with several squads patrolling the air.

Beneath, a hundred-zhang below, was a gloomy gray, but red light flickered constantly.

The focus wasn’t this; it was when his head appeared that countless cultivators simultaneously looked his way...

The old Daoist had waited a long time, suppressing his aura to sneak within a few miles, not wanting to get closer.

If it were just ordinary Walking the Dao cultivators, he could safely approach.

But with Meng Yun inside, he dared not act rashly.

Then suddenly, the nearby cultivators’ auras grew restless, giving him a sense of foreboding.

Had they been discovered?

The truth was they were discovered, but not completely.

As Han Yu poked his head out, the numerous Walking the Dao cultivators just sensed something peculiar at the cliff.

This peculiarity wasn’t visible, but they couldn’t shake the feeling of unease.

Consequently, nearly a hundred cultivators from the crowd pushed out, flying towards Han Yu’s position.

"Stay still, don’t move."

Han Yu controlled his impulse to retract his head, breaking into a cold sweat, knowing full well moving would only create more trouble under hundreds of scrutinizing eyes.

On the other side, the Artifact Spirit was abruptly startled.

It had focused only on above, neglecting any ground movement for Han Yu.

Who would’ve guessed they’d pass through to a cliff? If Han Yu was any quicker, his whole body would be exposed.

What to do?

Cold sweat dripping, Han Yu watched the swarm of cultivators closing in, wanting to move but not daring, fearing his head would be discovered if he stayed still.

How unlucky can you be to poke your head out on a sheer cliff?

So desperate!

"Hold on, they might not actually come down to investigate."

The Artifact Spirit’s comforting words barely echoed when the hundred cultivators simultaneously used their spiritual power, engulfing the cliff in exploration.

"Hold on, it’s just some probing; they might not be that thorough."

The Artifact Spirit quickly added in disbelief.

Who would’ve expected that after its words, besides probing auras, the cultivators used spiritual power like knives, sweeping across the cliff.

Damn!

The Artifact Spirit fell silent, there was no holding on now.

Just as Han Yu prepared to move, disturbances emerged from the valley floor as well.

Truly a series of unfortunate events.

Meng Yun had noticed the disturbance above early on, initially unbothered, but as the upper cultivators used spiritual power, he couldn’t resist coming up to inquire.

This left Han Yu thoroughly unnerved.

A Divine Dao Realm powerhouse, a group of Lei Wang-like cultivators, along with a bunch of Initial Realm ones.

This wasn’t just poking a hornet’s nest!

This was falling into a wolf’s lair!

As Meng Yun emerged, cold, electric eyes shot towards the cliff...

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