Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 725 - 668: What? Bombed the Wrong Target

This must be the first time Han Yu saw Mu Zili make a move.

A thousand rays of light spanned the heavens and earth; the person had not yet arrived, but the dazzling colors preceded him.

Even Meng Yun felt a massive threat from the radiant light, and with an abrupt change of countenance, he struck fiercely.

This time it was not against Han Yu, but against the old Taoist with a cross slash.

Han Yu could be killed anytime, but the old Taoist must not be allowed to live another day.

Taking advantage of the absent strong man, Meng Yun decided to strike first to gain the upper hand.

The already struggling old Taoist’s face suddenly changed, and gritting his teeth, he resorted to a deadly move.

"Within thirty breaths, whoever moves will suffer a backlash of spiritual power!"

"Bastard!"

The spiritual power that Meng Yun slashed out into the air instantly went chaotic, and with an unspeakably ugly expression, he quickly dissipated all his spiritual power.

They couldn’t move, but others could.

Looking at the Yama Hall cultivator beside him, Meng Yun gritted his teeth and said, "Kill that old guy."

At the same time, a sea of blood surged voluntarily, coordinating with this group of cultivators to attempt to murder the old Taoist.

The old Taoist looked utterly deflated, as he was already holding up against Meng Yun and forgot there were hundreds of cultivators walking the Dao.

He was now clearly a living target.

To die!

Screee~

A phoenix cry rang through the air, as Han Yu, reigniting the Divine Fire, soared into the sky.

He too was not constrained by the Heavenly Law.

Over a hundred attacks that were meant for the old Taoist were blocked by the immense phoenix shadow, all landing on Han Yu, stirring constant commotion.

At this moment, Meng Yun’s intention to kill Han Yu grew even stronger, as this was the third time he had interfered with his attempt to kill the old Taoist.

That damned guy, Meng Yun vowed to personally kill this little ant once this was over.

Such a damn nuisance!

Han Yu almost knelt after only blocking half of them.

To no avail, he couldn’t withstand it!

Half of his Sea of Consciousness power had already suffered greatly from two of Meng Yun’s swords, and now had to endure half of the attacks from over a hundred cultivators walking the Dao.

The world of the Five Elements might face desolation once more.

Yet half was enough!

A Celestial Chasm tore open, and Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly emerged, with Xia Wuyou by his side.

They had finally caught up.

Upon seeing the old Taoist’s plight, Su Xiaoxiao’s expression changed, especially seeing the miserable state of the old Taoist, his murderous intent was tangible.

After flinging open his Sumeru Bag, a group of cultivators rushed out.

This time, he brought three hundred cultivators walking the Dao, while the remainder stayed behind to continue pursuing Qiao Po and her group.

Isn’t this putting out bait?

You can eat all the bait!

"Kill!"

Su Xiaoxiao ordered coldly.

The Yama Hall cultivators, originally besieging Han Yu, instantly withdrew violently and swiftly formed a formation for defense.

Both sides immediately engaged in slaughter, with the ghostly realm galaxy dazzling endlessly as star shadows clashed continuously.

"Are you okay?"

Only then did Su Xiaoxiao notice Han Yu, whose Divine Fire flickered in and out. Still, the question was unnecessary, as Han Yu was at the brink of collapse.

This was naturally not his fault; Han Yu had reached his limit.

To withstand for so long in such conditions, he was utterly exhausted.

Fortunately, when he was about to fall, Su Xiaoxiao reached out to help, allowing Xia Wuyou to take over and carry the person.

On the other side, thirty breaths of time was not slow, and Meng Yun gritted his teeth, ready to unleash a powerful strike at any moment.

Once the time was up, a Heavenly Sword surged up with imposing momentum. The old Taoist was not only unfazed but even involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.

Because an elegant figure had appeared in front of him!

Facing the aggressive Heavenly Sword, the faint light of rosy clouds appeared, not only blocking Meng Yun’s resentful strike but also pierced through the sea of blood, creating a bloody path.

Mu Zili had arrived after all!

Meng Yun looked at the newcomer with some astonishment, his shock beyond measure.

Rather than the opponent blocking his attack, he cared more about how they could pierce through his sea of blood.

"How could you possibly do that?"

Mu Zili waved his hand, and the sea of blood was forcibly suppressed. The old Taoist finally withdrew his spiritual power, utterly exhausted, revealing a pair of feet that were bare bones.

Seeing the old Taoist’s sorry state, Mu Zili’s usually calm face was rare with murderous intent.

His response brimmed with lethal intent.

"My Dharma Aspect’s Five Qi of Disease, Decline, Death, Destruction, and Extinction, do you think your cesspool can block it?"

He naturally referred to the filthy sea of blood as a cesspool.

This must be the first time someone has described Meng Yun’s Dharma Aspect like that!

So much so that upon hearing it, Meng Yun’s face turned deathly pale.

Mu Zili shook his head, releasing a gentle spiritual power that carried the old Taoist down, then stared directly at Meng Yun.

"I can’t come here for nothing."

As the words were spoken, a graceful wave of the hand opened up a long Celestial Chasm, within which, heads gathered in a crowd.

Streams of light whistled out, numbering over a thousand, surged over in unison, instantly forming a majestic formation.

With such a multitude of people, Su Xiaoxiao was overjoyed.

"Kill them for me!"

The situation quickly became one-sided, to the point that cultivators from the Yama Hall began to flee, sending out signals for help as they escaped.

"Don’t let a single one escape."

Mu Zili directly instructed Su Xiaoxiao.

He naturally couldn’t come for nothing, either to annihilate this group or to kill Meng Yun.

Coincidentally, he was confident he could do both.

Meng Yun, not daring to be complacent, quickly turned around and entered the Sea of Blood, then looked down from above at Mu Zili.

He also sensed an extremely dangerous aura from the other party.

The absurd notion of being invincible popped into his mind.

It was either an illusion.

Or the other’s understanding in this realm surpassed his own.

He’d rather believe it was an illusion, unwilling to accept such an absurdly unlikely reality.

If it wasn’t an illusion after all, he’d be the one to fall here today.

Without any wasted words, both sides attacked simultaneously.

The Sea of Blood roiled, transforming into a giant blood dragon.

Once Meng Yun concealed himself within the blood dragon and vanished entirely, the next moment, the dragon’s roar echoed as it swept forth.

Mu Zili casually formed a hand seal, five rays of colored light appeared behind him, and with just a wave of his hand, they shone brilliantly.

The colored light, embodying the Five Qi of decay, struck the blood dragon repeatedly, rendering it riddled with holes in the blink of an eye.

In just one encounter, the victory was decided.

Meng Yun, hidden within the blood dragon, was stunned, realizing the other’s Dharma Aspect could indeed suppress the Sea of Blood... no, actually, these five negative forces could suppress anything.

He was utterly defeated.

At this moment, Meng Yun harbored the intention to retreat. Using the ragged Sea of Blood, he intended to escape with his Dharma Aspect.

The blood light surged skyward, vanishing like a comet in a flash.

"I said, I can’t come here for nothing."

Mu Zili spoke with a chuckle, moving decisively to chase after him.

Su Xiaoxiao and her group pursued the fleeing remnants directly toward the canyon.

Ironically, the two key figures had now become mere foils, left alone at the original spot.

Not quite, there was still Xia Wuyou attending to them on the side.

"I’m wasted again."

The old Taoist’s face was extremely forlorn; this time, he was injured severely enough—not only was he counter-attacked, but his physical body was also damaged.

"What a coincidence, so am I."

Han Yu was also distraught, his Five Elements world was dark and dismal, chilling to look at.

It diverged greatly from their plan.

Han Yu felt the issue lay with the old Taoist; Meng Yun, who should have returned to the altar, not only did not return but insisted on killing the old Taoist.

Even when Mu Zili appeared, Meng Yun abandoned him to kill the old Taoist.

"What kind of grudge do you have?"

The old Taoist’s expression was incredibly strange, speaking slowly and stammering, "Thousands of years ago, when I was preaching in Central Continent, I ambushed and killed his Dao companion?"

Gosh, so much information.

But Han Yu’s focus was a bit different. His expression grew bizarrely odd.

"Can people like you also have Dao companions?"

How could two old monsters, each over a thousand years old, be so sickeningly in love?

Just thinking about it was terrifying.

The old Taoist was also thrown off by Han Yu’s focus, his lips twitching.

"Whether it’s Yama Hall or the Celestial Dao Sect, aren’t they all living people? What’s wrong with having Dao companions?"

"So, you ambushed and killed his Dao companion."

Han Yu realized it slowly, so that’s a wife-killing grudge, no wonder Meng Yun was hell-bent on killing the old Taoist.

"What’s your situation over there?"

The old Taoist also found it strange; according to the plan, he had already lured Meng Yun out, so how could Han Yu, unsuspectedly, be chased out by someone?

"Don’t mention it; that formation center is exceedingly strange..."

Han Yu felt unlucky just bringing it up, the energy within the grinding disc was too terrifying, almost not letting him escape.

Otherwise, why would he have burst out from the ground later?

"You said the formation center you saw was a tribute?"

The old Taoist caught a crucial point, quickly questioning.

Han Yu hadn’t realized it, nodding to confirm.

This made the old Taoist’s expression grow complicated, idiot, the formation center is immovable; how could it be a tribute?

"Then it’s not a formation center!"

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