Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

"Be careful, his aura has suddenly increased several times, and his spiritual power is also rising!"

The Artifact Spirit quickly sounded the alarm.

In fact, there was no need for the warning; the overwhelming evil aura rushed forward, followed closely by an even more terrifying strike from the Heavenly Sword.

This time, Han Yu gritted his teeth in pain. If he weren’t trying to maintain some dignity, tears might have rolled down his face.

He felt like his pelvis must have been smashed to mush, and he could vaguely hear the cracking of bones on both sides.

"Bastard!"

Both of them cursed at the same time.

Han Yu naturally felt aggrieved from the beating.

As for Li Yingqi, his face was ashen. How could he still not be dead?

Even though the close combat severely limited his strength, with the empowering evil aura, even someone profoundly skilled might have been heavily injured and fallen.

This guy still had the breath to curse? How could he not be both shocked and furious!

He tried to use the same tactic again, but a huge fist already landed on his face.

The next moment, he felt dizzy, his mind spinning with chaotic images.

This was even with spiritual power protecting him, so one could imagine the consequences if caught off guard by such a hit—it wouldn’t just be crippling, it could be fatal.

Han Yu’s physical strength was terrifying!

Li Yingqi was both shocked and frightened, making his attacks even more brutal.

It’s hard to imagine what a fight between cultivators of their level, brawling like street thugs, would look like.

The Central Continent cultivators were stunned, as was Su Xiaoxiao.

As the intense battle raged on, the ground beneath the void began to collapse, initially from the aftermath of Li Yingqi’s strikes, and later from the shedding divine fire on Han Yu’s side.

The crackling flames quickly turned the ground into a sea of fire, soon making even standing problematic.

This group of Central Continent strongmen had to retreat in all directions, eventually leaving no choice but to rise above the ground.

"Let’s retreat and leave the space for that young one,"

Xia Wuyou urged as he looked at the spreading sea of fire.

"But..."

Several sect leaders couldn’t help but glance at the sea area also covered in flames, as well as the Yama Hall cultivators fleeing above.

"They’re probably fine now,"

Bian Renjie sighed deeply, "Now, it’s up to our little guy whether to let them get away or not..."

Following Bian Renjie’s gaze, they indeed saw the stone man leading a small avatar, relentlessly chasing those cultivators.

The stone man’s regeneration was too strong, regrouping from the earth no matter the injury, and the small avatars continuously emerged, seemingly endless.

"How large is his Sea of Consciousness?"

Xia Wuyou murmured with an extremely peculiar expression.

"Let’s go! Don’t make trouble for him."

Quan Xiaotong sighed deeply and then called out.

A group of people rapidly ascended with luminous trails, and Li Yingqi, caught in fierce combat, glimpsed this scene, seething with rage.

"Stop them for me!"

Han Yu once again swung his fist down, his face smeared with blood and laughter unending, "No way!"

Amidst his words, countless small avatars lined up and exploded in sequence, an immense sea of fire blocking the path of the Yama Hall cultivators.

In the frantic retreat, the group fled along the outer sea for a few miles, eventually bumping into the constantly observing Su Xiaoxiao.

"What a coincidence! I was just passing by."

Su Xiaoxiao gave a slightly awkward smile; after all, he couldn’t say it was because he was afraid of being ganged up on and didn’t dare to enter, could he?

This feeling of things having changed was damn miserable; when he came here, he had the demeanor of a great master.

But the Central Continent people certainly didn’t believe a single word of this nonsense, and Quan Xiaotong nodded politely, then began making post-battle arrangements.

Wave after wave of Celestial Wave Crossing vessels surfaced, and by careful calculation, quite a lot still managed to escape, though everyone’s faces remained ashen.

Because a significant number didn’t escape, these elites and even inheriting disciples of each sect vanished completely, leaving not even their physical bodies.

Not even their souls met a good end.

One thought of this, and the group had a deep-seated hatred for Yama Hall.

"Han Yu should be fine, right?"

Quan Xiaotong wasn’t in the mainstream of the battle, and he couldn’t see things clearly in this situation.

"He should be... alright?"

Although Xia Wuyou was good at fighting, because he hadn’t reached such a realm, he was a bit hesitant in his words and wasn’t too sure.

But Su Xiaoxiao, who had been listening all along, couldn’t help but speak out.

"There’s a big problem!"

He didn’t know why this group had such confidence in Han Yu, but the difference between Han Yu and the opponent was evidently like that between the Divine Stage and the Divine Dao Realm.

Not for any other reason, because damn it, he too had some sort of confidence in Han Yu. If this guy was really at the Divine Dao Realm, Li Yingqi would have died instantly.

He couldn’t explain it, he just had this kind of confidence.

But similarly, Han Yu being able to go toe-to-toe like this...

"This thing, he could brag about it for a lifetime."

Su Xiaoxiao looked intently into the distance, where the sun fluctuated up and down, sometimes rising into the sky, sometimes plunging to the ground.

The rolling heat waves continually surged in all directions, and even those present could feel the extraordinary heat, clearly indicating how intense the battle was there.

Su Xiaoxiao wasn’t just speaking lightly; even if Han Yu achieved greater feats in the future, fighting on the Divine Stage against a thousand cultivators, and being able to spare himself to fight the Divine Dao Realm today...

This is absolutely something unprecedented in the cultivation world.

It never happened before, and in the future...

Su Xiaoxiao’s gaze was filled with complexity. He felt that people like Han Yu probably wouldn’t appear again.

After all, this kind of thing was too far beyond common sense.

It wasn’t a question of logic; it was like pinning logic to the ground and beating it.

Han Yu was literally pinning the opponent down and beating him now, one hand clamping tightly on the opponent’s shoulder bone like a vise, with such great force that his five fingers had sunk into the flesh, causing the opponent to grit his teeth in pain.

The other hand was persistently striking the opponent’s head.

Li Yingqi, scared, used his evil aura to protect his head while constantly condensing the Heavenly Sword. The sword, originally spanning across the void, instantly turned into something three feet long, yet was even more razor-sharp.

"Die!"

The sharp edge fiercely struck Han Yu’s chest, and for a moment Han Yu shuddered, taken aback as he looked down, the sword tip indeed piercing in a good segment of finger length.

Has it broken my defense?

"This is the Divine Dao Realm, not some nobody."

The Artifact Spirit was beside itself with fury, the Divine Dao Realm could truly kill Han Yu.

Moreover, the crucial point wasn’t just the sword tip piercing in, but Li Yingqi’s evil aura started surging through the sword tip, pounding Han Yu’s body, attacking from the internal organs straight to the heart.

And it attempted to expand, intending to burst Han Yu from the inside out.

But Han Yu went even further, directly igniting the Divine Fire inside his body, as two forces began a fierce battle within.

Han Yu gritted his teeth in pain, yet stubbornly held on, fighting fiercely on the inside and outside alike.

After landing a hit, Li Yingqi repeatedly attempted to use the same tactics, his sharp edges landing everywhere, and soon Han Yu was covered in wounds.

Ultimately, is the gap insurmountable?

"I’ve already dragged the opponent into hand-to-hand combat."

Han Yu was somewhat reluctant to accept it; he had clearly suppressed the opponent’s many techniques, going into hand-to-hand combat could be considered gaining an advantage.

Yet he still couldn’t finish off the opponent.

The Artifact Spirit shook its head helplessly. In truth, Han Yu had done remarkably well from an inner perspective, beyond description by mere words.

So it couldn’t help but remind, "You’re crossing a gulf, fighting an opponent you shouldn’t originally handle."

Normally, Han Yu could prepare to escape now. Since he couldn’t handle the opponent, why not just leave?

Yet Han Yu didn’t hear a single word, instead asking the Sea of Consciousness.

"Do you think I might be able to blow him up?"

Blow up naturally meant using the Fire Divine Power compressed to the extreme, Han Yu’s habitual tactic.

Whenever he used this, it wasn’t to compare anything else but to see who could withstand it and survive.

"No way!"

The Artifact Spirit interrupted Han Yu immediately, given that currently Han Yu’s Sea of Consciousness, tampered with by Ping, had expanded crazily, making usage rather unbalanced.

One careless move, and it would exceed Han Yu’s own endurance limit.

"I estimate you wouldn’t be able to withstand even a tenth of the Sea of Consciousness now."

Its intention was advisable, but it didn’t expect Han Yu to suddenly brighten up.

"Alright, just a tenth!"

Han Yu’s logic was brutally simple; in short, the damage he himself couldn’t withstand, others wouldn’t be able to withstand either.

Damn!

The Artifact Spirit was about to lose its mind, realizing it shouldn’t have been so hasty with its tongue.

Li Yingqi, who originally was increasingly successful and thus became distorted with fury, suddenly felt a senseless panic in his heart...

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