Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Over in Central Continent, Quan Xiaotong stared at the sand table for a long time, his heart constantly rising and falling.

This was Central Continent’s first real attack on Yama Hall, and it was still uncertain what kind of results could be achieved.

He wasn’t hoping for a miracle, just that Central Continent could start building strength for resistance.

Mo Xiuwen still maintained a disheveled appearance, calmly stating, "This batch of mechanism magical treasures is absolutely capable of suppressing Initial Realm cultivators. If it weren’t for the high consumption of Spirit Stones, I would even want every cultivator in Central Continent to have one."

Nearly a thousand magical treasures weren’t his production limit, but it was the limit of the current Spirit Stone reserves.

There aren’t truly heaven-defying magical treasures; at their core, it’s still about overwhelming people with resources.

It’s just that he happened to have the capability to turn resources into sharp weapons.

Yet, Yama Hall didn’t consist only of Initial Realm cultivators; there were also Entering the Dao and Walking the Dao cultivators, numerous in number.

So, these sharp weapons still couldn’t turn the tide in Central Continent’s favor.

Unless, Central Continent could bring forth a large number of Divine Platform cultivators, and with another strategy, use magical treasures and resources to enhance these cultivators’ strength, thereby closing the gap.

"What exactly is the Falling Meteor?"

Quan Xiaotong had never got the chance to ask, but couldn’t hold back anymore.

Mo Xiuwen’s expression turned serious as he slowly explained, "It was inspired by Han Yu; each mechanism magical treasure possesses a Fire Divine Power energy that explodes upon activation."

"Will it kill people?"

Quan Xiaotong frowned. The explosion from the Fire Divine Power was extremely powerful, fearing there might not be enough time for an evacuation.

Mo Xiuwen’s expression was complex; he had designed this for Central Continent cultivators to use when they reach a dead end.

If survival isn’t an option, at least they would take a bite out of the enemy.

"Since it’s a last resort, naturally, it will lead to death."

Unlike Han Yu’s exploding divine techniques, his magical treasure was ultimately clumsy, and would likely miss if thrown.

Besides, people wouldn’t just stand there waiting for you to throw it.

"What are their chances of survival?"

Quan Xiaotong couldn’t help but ask again, as Mo Xiuwen was the only one who truly understood these mechanism magical treasures, leaving him unable to make a judgment.

Mo Xiuwen thought for a moment before replying cautiously, "As long as they don’t charge the battle array, their chances of survival are very high."

Yet, this time, they must charge in.

A thousand tiny sparks rose into the sky simultaneously, all entering the battlefield of both sides.

"Fighting is forbidden here."

Wu Seng was the first to act, swiftly dividing a mile into the True Dragon Zone; only this way, could he protect those young cultivators from becoming cannon fodder in the first instant.

"I can still hold out a dozen more times."

Liu Yu spoke and then disappeared a mile away, launching consecutive attacks on the Yama Hall cultivators in the distance.

Phantom Heart Demon!

More than a dozen Heart Demons rapidly formed, harassing those cultivators non-stop.

"I can probably hold on for a bit longer too."

Xia Wuyou said solemnly, but he did not act yet, wanting to use his strength at the most opportune moment.

Nanfeng Crossing slightly turned his body, attacking the cultivators who were a mile away. Without the support of his magical treasure, his attack speed was significantly slower and consumed much more energy.

Seeing the cultivators stumbling up and down, Su Xiaoxiao immediately reacted and led a group to attack.

The entire void turned into a chaotic slaughter, Xia Wuyou tightened his expressions, clenched his fists, and exhaled slowly, for now, he couldn’t take action.

Ultimately, those thousand insignificant sparks couldn’t completely avoid conflict with Yama Hall.

Some Central Continent cultivators didn’t have time to react before getting blasted by the opponent.

This scene was as if ants were trying to shake a tree, both tragic and pitiful.

This group of cultivators belonged to the elite disciples of various sects of Central Continent; even without commands from Xia Wuyou and others, they began forming an array.

"I’ll pave the way for you."

A disciple from the Nanli Sword Studio turned back and shouted, leading his fellow disciples to charge out.

Divine techniques exploded like fireworks in the firmament.

Some Walking the Dao cultivators stumbled, drenched in blood, while others were surrounded and exploded by several Central Continent cultivators, falling on the spot!

"On this path, we monks will escort our fellow Daoists."

The second batch of cultivators emerged; the monks from the Galan Temple used their immovable mountain cultivation technique to forcefully carve out an ascending path.

Constant explosions filled the sky, watching which, Su Xiaoxiao was also moved, shouting, "Guard them as they ascend."

No matter what they intended to do, such desperate actions must have a way to rescue Han Yu.

To this, he offered his assistance.

"Bastard!"

Xia Wuyou finally couldn’t hold back anymore, breaking away from the three, transforming into a golden light in pursuit, entrapping and killing more than ten who came to fight.

With shadows darting like shuttles and golden light woven through, Xia Wuyou stopped, already covered in blood.

More than a dozen Heart Demons in the battlefield grew endlessly, even reaching the point where they could restrain dozens of cultivators.

They just secured even more time, and the Central Continent cultivators were nearing closer to the top.

Simultaneously, casualties also kept increasing.

Hundreds had already sacrificed themselves, and nearly a thousand cultivators were now less than half remaining.

Meanwhile, Artifact Spirit was narrating the events below to Han Yu, who fell into an unusual silence.

"What’s wrong?"

It was the first time the Artifact Spirit saw Han Yu so quiet.

"I feel upset!"

Han Yu wanted to curse, but didn’t know whom to curse.

Should he curse Quan Xiaotong for stubbornly sending these people to their deaths?

Or curse these people for recklessly coming to rescue him?

Soon, the first Central Continent cultivator surfaced, followed by others joining in.

"Mr. Han, catch this!"

A cultivator activated the mechanism on his shoulder magical treasure, violent energy rapidly spreading. Han Yu was stunned for a moment—this familiar feeling!

Fire Divine Power!

"Mo Xiuwen even had this trick up his sleeve!"

Even the Artifact Spirit hadn’t expected that Mo Xiuwen could start replicating divine techniques.

The remaining cultivators simultaneously threw the magical treasures on their shoulders.

"Retreat!"

Han Yu shouted loudly, more aware than anyone of how violent a Fire Divine Power could get.

At this moment, he understood what this group of cultivators risked their lives to accomplish.

A massive momentum spread out, engulfing the entire grindstone.

"Now’s the time!"

The Artifact Spirit urged repeatedly.

In the center of the explosion, Han Yu used the remaining power of his Sea of Consciousness to condense all the explosive aftermath again, creating an even more terrifying wave that startled even the approaching Yama Hall cultivators.

"Retreat!"

Fear-stricken, they turned, fleeing without care.

Boom!

This time, the sea of fire roared over five miles, turning the darkened sky as bright as day.

Han Yu was completely blasted off the grindstone.

But he was not well off either; such monstrous power had scorched him like charcoal.

With barely any intact skin left, Han Yu panted in mid-air, pulling out a handful of Earth and Wood Pills and started chewing fiercely, immense life force pouring into his body, aiding his recovery.

This might have been another miraculous use of the Earth and Wood Pills for Han Yu, with his strong regenerative ability, the vast life force was enough to expedite his recovery.

Now, the retreating cultivators were making a comeback. Han Yu’s gaze turned cold, with the Heaven-connecting Giant Wood emerging. At this moment, Han Yu’s killing intent was unparalleled!

Sweeping horizontally, slashing vertically.

Simple and crude, yet immensely powerful.

The Walking the Dao cultivators attempted to counter with attacks but found their defenses shattered by the giant wood, the next moment, wood shadows appeared there, leaving the void in a bloody chaos...

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