Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

As soon as Meng Yun came up, the spiritual power that was about to sweep across towards Han Yu suddenly halted.

A group of cultivators hurriedly saluted Meng Yun.

"What’s going on?"

Meng Yun frowned as he looked around, and asked coldly.

Just earlier below, he had already sensed the commotion above.

However, it was only after the spiritual power and aura of these people spread that it alerted him.

One person among the cultivators stepped forward, explaining the events with fear and trepidation.

Meng Yun’s expression darkened, his eyes like lightning, as a majestic aura filled the cliffs on both sides.

His gaze swept around unreservedly.

Han Yu, feeling a chill behind him, did not dare even to breathe as he hid his head outside the cliff, fearing that a single breath could cost him his life.

The vast aura continued to sweep towards the side of the cliff, and as it reached Han Yu’s face, the immense pressure was even more palpable.

Confident in his own strength, after a moment Meng Yun retracted his aura and shook his head.

"No need, there’s nothing here."

He didn’t blame these people, as his previous instruction was to be highly vigilant.

The activation of the array core is especially important; otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone to great pains to send people as bait to the Southern Border.

"Remember, do not overlook any unusual movements."

After giving a few stern instructions, Meng Yun turned back to descend.

Watching Meng Yun return to the valley floor, Han Yu finally relaxed, having nearly suffocated.

The old Taoist’s face was tense as well; although Meng Yun’s aura hadn’t reached them, he was the first to sense Meng Yun’s presence.

He had already guessed that something must have gone wrong on Han Yu’s side.

Yet, there had been no sign of fighting.

No matter what, Han Yu couldn’t be quietly taken out, and the old Taoist had some confidence in Han Yu regarding this.

But not much.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so uptight; when a godly cultivator wants to probe a place, they absolutely won’t give up easily.

Even though Han Yu hasn’t encountered anything yet, that doesn’t mean he won’t later.

But there’s not much the old Taoist can do now.

Bring Meng Yun here?

That’s an option, but it would mean advancing the plan.

If Han Yu is obstructed, and people are drawn here ahead of time.

A slight misstep could spell trouble on both sides.

The old Taoist paced back and forth, anxious.

To save or not to save?

Saving would mean putting himself in danger prematurely, especially since Han Yu couldn’t come to help in time.

He would probably end up cold here.

If he doesn’t save, Han Yu might really be discovered.

If the situation over there is uncovered, even with extraordinary powers, that little native would die.

The old Taoist was deeply conflicted on whether to save or not when his steps suddenly halted, his face turning strange.

Should he try that power?

The old Taoist thought of the additional power on his body, which he had never used.

Not that he didn’t want to, but he didn’t dare.

As a person who practices cult-like practices, he revered this kind of all-changing power more than anyone.

Blessings, granted by the heavens and earth, boundless good fortune, implying that in the face of certain uncertainties, or irresistible forces, a result can be changed.

But the thought of "great misfortune" these four words frightened him, even if it was just three days.

Who knows what kind of bad luck would follow after using it.

The last time Meng Yun was hunting him, he didn’t dare to use it, fearing he’d die more miserably with improper use.

At that time, suffering from the backlash, losing all his cultivation, and being cursed with overwhelming bad luck, it would be hard not to die.

Once again, the old Taoist was severely torn. To use or not to use?

If used, could it aid Han Yu, helping to overcome today’s crisis?

However, it seemed like this was the only option left.

Otherwise, he’d have to watch Han Yu walk to his death.

After much contemplation, the old Taoist finally gritted his teeth.

"Let’s see if your own pills can indeed save you."

After making up his mind, the old Taoist silently drew out the power within him, and in an instant, a sense of a mischievous fortune enveloped him...

It wasn’t an illusion; indeed, a wonderful feeling engulfed him.

Especially when he focused his attention on Han Yu, that power split off a part and then disappeared.

After waiting quietly at the spot for a moment, the old Taoist always kept his face tight, silently waiting for news from that side.

In an instant, the turmoil in his perception dispersed, and that side calmed down again...

Han Yu was also waiting for calm; when the group of Dao-walking cultivators silently turned back to the top of the canyon, he quietly shrank back.

Only after getting "into the earth" again did he dare to release a big breath.

It was terrifying!

All those Dao-walking cultivators and a godly figure circling in front of me.

Should anything go awry, it would certainly be entertaining.

However, he really didn’t expect that this big shot would let this place go so easily.

Luck was on his side.

"Don’t talk about luck. It’s the first time I’ve seen someone use Earth Escape to end up on a cliff."

The artifact spirit, with a darkened face, finally dared to speak up, having been equally terrified earlier.

If it were any other time, it could tease Han Yu about this for a whole year, but this time, it might be scared for a whole year.

"Remember from now on, even Earth Escape needs to mind the road."

The artifact spirit reprimanded.

Han Yu, with a darkened face, found it hard to refute.

How was he supposed to watch the road? Underground, there’s nothing but dirt to see, as far as the eye can tell.

Besides, he didn’t even have cultivation, nor could he navigate by aura like other cultivators.

All along, hasn’t it been this damned artifact spirit responsible for direction control?

And now, it was passing the buck onto him.

If it weren’t for the special situation here, he would indeed argue with it.

After staying a while longer at the halfway point of the cliff, confirming he wouldn’t be discovered again, Han Yu quietly turned back, distancing from the cliff as he began his descent.

After digging about seven or eight dozen yards, the artifact spirit hurriedly called for a stop.

"That’s enough!"

In its perception, there appeared a dense array of energies above, including one from Meng Yun and nearly fifty weaker ones likely from those in the Initial Realm.

Of course, most concerning was the massive, bizarre energy at the far end.

Both familiar yet strange.

Familiar in that the essence of this energy felt known.

Strange because this energy was vast and terrifying.

"What’s wrong?"

Through the Sea of Consciousness, Han Yu saw the artifact spirit in a daze and couldn’t help but ask.

The artifact spirit, frowning tightly, pointed in that direction through the Sea of Consciousness.

"If I’m not mistaken, that’s likely the position of the array core!"

Such a powerful force could only come from the array core.

And that energy continues to grow as those Initial Realm cultivators approach.

Are they constantly increasing the power of the array core?

Does that mean the array core is already on the verge of activation?

"This is bad!"

Anxiousness surged in Han Yu’s heart. If this is the case, there is no time to waste. Once Yama Hall activates the array core, their journey will be for nothing.

"I know you’re anxious, but don’t rush!"

The artifact spirit urgently persuaded.

If the plan isn’t followed, the moment Han Yu makes a move, he will immediately be exposed.

In the presence of a godly figure, there’s absolutely no chance for Han Yu to succeed in destroying the array core.

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