Chapter 1030 Bring the Artifact Spirit Back

Yan Yi was leading people on a pursuit, but they were always about ten miles away from that Aurora.

Gradually, he began to feel something was wrong.

First, this light was fast, but it didn’t have that elusive feeling as before. Han Yu’s body technique was like leaping ten miles, a ghostly presence without a trace.

Second, it still felt like something was missing.

But the aura was undoubtedly Han Yu’s.

Most importantly, the rules do not lie; he had personally tested it, and it was indeed the rule of plundering.

With this doubt in mind, he could only keep leading his men in pursuit.

And the "Han Yu" ahead was constantly getting into arguments at the moment.

"Can you go any faster?"

"It’s about to explode. Mo Xiuwen’s craftsmanship is still not up to par."

"Weren’t you part of it too, and now you tell me it’s not okay?"

The Artifact Spirit suddenly popped out from "Han Yu’s" arms, angrily speaking.

The current "Han Yu", or should we say the soul armor, responded with an annoyed face, "You call that participating?"

The real participants were Mo Xiuwen and that fallen body. He had nothing to do throughout the process; he just lay there, got dissected, got refined, and had various mechanisms stuffed into him.

A pile of Void Spirit Jade was embedded in his robes.

It was really about pushing himself to the limit, even to death.

The most hateful was that bastard body of his, who thought of using his own body.

His body was forged from a Spiritual Treasure, in a sense, he himself was a humanoid Spiritual Treasure.

This caused him a lot of suffering.

Two inhumane individuals pushed him into a small workshop and made violent modifications to him.

Now his spiritual power surged to the extreme, feeling like it was about to ignite, with the mechanisms inside constantly compressing and releasing the Void Spirit Jade as well as his own power.

If it weren’t for his special body, any other material, even if it were those mechanism Dharma Aspects, wouldn’t be able to handle it like this.

But the effect was also direct; his speed was pushed to the limit, but it could only be used for speed.

If used for anything else, his body would collapse immediately.

Even now, the soul armor felt it was close to the limit; his body really couldn’t hold on much longer.

Being able to pull Yan Yi and his people so far away, he had really outdone himself this time, having capital to brag about later.

"I’ll try to send you down, then lead them a bit further away before getting ready to go die quickly."

The soul armor glanced at the forest below and suddenly spoke.

His task was to act as a decoy for Han Yu to lead them away. With his disguise as Han Yu and combined with the Artifact Spirit, he naturally had no problem doing so.

But how to gain Yan Yi’s trust was the question.

So, the role of the Artifact Spirit was to use the West River Slash with him at a crucial moment, and of course, it required Chen Xixi to alter his aura.

Everything proceeded as planned, but his body was deteriorating faster than expected.

Such strong power was ultimately something he couldn’t endure.

Being able to maintain it even briefly was already an incredible feat.

He could die freely, but the Artifact Spirit couldn’t.

The speeding figure suddenly moved down, the Aurora diving swiftly into the forest and darting around before soaring back up again.

Meanwhile, the Artifact Spirit leaped out and burrowed into the ground the moment the soul armor dove into the forest, the prepared mist immediately enveloping itself. Seeing Yan Yi and his men still pursuing the soul armor, it secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, everything was going according to plan. With that being the case, that bastard should be no problem!

Just as this thought formed, the Token suddenly vibrated. The Artifact Spirit took out the special little Token made by Mo Xiuwen, and an urgent voice sounded.

"I’m in trouble, come help!"

The Artifact Spirit’s face suddenly changed; Han Yu was calling for help.

...

Time goes back half a moment.

Han Yu had tried everything but still couldn’t break free from the underground prison, almost reaching desperation.

He had even prepared to order everyone to retreat. Since he was already caught here, there was no point in continuing.

"Looks like unless the Heavenly Dao intervenes."

The wise old man’s voice was a sigh of helplessness.

Such methods, such arrangements, except for the Heavenly Dao coming, who else could rescue Han Yu?

Or perhaps have people from the Central Continent come and sacrifice more lives to swap him out?

Just as the wise old man thought this, Han Yu immediately dismissed the idea.

"No one is allowed to come over,"

he grabbed the Token and shouted.

So many people had already died just to break the array above.

Now he was trapped, and no matter how many came, they would all die.

This matter couldn’t be solved just by sacrificing lives.

"I’ve already sent Wuxian and the others to hurry back!"

The voice from the Token, the dark ghost spoke anxiously.

He was different from Han Yu; once he had committed heavily, he had to see it through. It was no longer just Han Yu’s issue.

If Han Yu was doomed, they wouldn’t survive either.

Han Yu was not optimistic about this. Even though he hadn’t been part of this plan, he knew everything was interconnected, and there must be no room for error.

And the time they had was not much.

Now that Wuxian and the others were coming back, it might also be in vain.

More likely, they’ll follow them into the fire pit.

"Will the Heavenly Dao intervene?"

Han Yu could only place his hope on the Heavenly Dao; in this situation, only the Heavenly Dao could bring about a chance for reversal.

"Do you hope for the Heavenly Dao to take action?"

The Wise Old Man retorted.

If the Heavenly Dao takes action, perhaps it could save him, but who knows if the opponent is also waiting for the Heavenly Dao to appear.

As the saying goes, in this contest, the one who makes the first move loses.

Han Yu was momentarily stunned; does he hope for the Heavenly Dao to act?

From his perspective, he naturally hopes the Heavenly Dao will.

But if the cost of the Heavenly Dao’s action is so great, does he dare let the Heavenly Dao act?

"Damn it, just let it be, whatever happens, happens!"

Han Yu said angrily.

If neither option works, he might as well find another way himself.

Waiting to die is certainly not his style; if there’s any chance, he never misses it.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t risk his life again and again for a chance at survival.

"There’s another way, relying on yourself."

The Wise Old Man suddenly threw out a sentence.

Han Yu was still annoyed, feeling the Wise Old Man was talking nonsense; wasn’t he just trying to rely on himself at that moment?

Besides, if he really had a way, why would he need to waste time here?

"Do you trust the Artifact Spirit?"

The Wise Old Man asked unexpectedly.

Han Yu almost laughed in anger, saying bluntly, "Nonsense, I trust it more than I trust you."

Or rather, the relationship between the Artifact Spirit and him has long surpassed everyone else.

Including Ping, it’s no exception.

Just as it often says.

"We two are truly a pair."

So, how could he not trust the other?

"That’s good, then you call it back."

The Wise Old Man said thoughtfully, his tone momentarily complex.

Han Yu immediately sensed an issue and grabbed the key point.

"You old ghost, are you hiding another trick from me?"

The Wise Old Man coughed a few times, evasively.

"Don’t ask, wait till it returns, then I’ll teach you the method."

With that, no matter how Han Yu pressed him, the Wise Old Man made no further response.

Han Yu knew the other was still there, just refusing to speak.

Helplessly, he immediately picked up the Token and spoke...

...

The Soul Armor finally reached its limit, yet Yan Yi and the others finally realized something was amiss.

Two auras.

One was Han Yu’s aura in front of them, yet far towards the Western Territory, their methods also warned them of another Han Yu’s aura.

The arrangement within their bodies was left by the Celestial Being, absolutely cannot be wrong.

And what Yan Yi experienced firsthand cannot be falsified.

The group raced fiercely while asking him.

"What on earth is happening, did another one appear on our side?"

Yan Qi spoke up; both sides showed up, which one is real?

Yan Yi didn’t pause, his speed never slowed, but he quickly responded.

"The arrangement over there won’t have issues, chase first, no matter which is real, neither can escape."

The camp’s setup took a long time, he believes it won’t go wrong.

Even if the real Han Yu broke in, it would be a one-way trip; besides, there’s more than one setup over there.

They’re not only targeting Han Yu, the Heavenly Dao is their target as well.

So regardless of which side is real, as long as there’s a possibility, he won’t let it slip.

The figure ahead seemed already weary and exhausted, Yan Yi internally rejoiced, immediately leading his team to chase with all efforts.

The Soul Armor indeed has become a spent force, its body reached its limit, not to mention the Void Spirit Jade completely exhausted.

It’s hard to imagine the consequences of such a large amount of Void Spirit Jade continuously bursting on him for so long.

At that moment, his limbs immediately ignited, quickly turning into ashes.

Then, as his speed decreased, cracks appeared all around him, various hideous fissures growing wider.

The Soul Armor sighed with regret; it could only go this far, it’s done its utmost.

Thinking of this, it stopped fleeing, unable to run anymore.

Seeing Yan Yi’s group catch up, it was almost enough to make one curse.

It’s indeed fake!

That identical face, even with the same annoying smile, the constantly collapsing body was glaringly telling them.

"You’ve been fooled."

The Soul Armor looked tauntingly at the group, laughing wildly.

Yan Yi was full of murderous intent, suddenly striking.

Not even waiting for the Soul Armor to self-destruct, he directly crushed it into bone ashes!