Chapter 890 - 827: You Are My Homecoming (Part 2)

"No!"

Di Liuxin was also shouting. He could sense the power on that woman was continuously unraveling the means left inside Golden Cicada, and was even changing Golden Cicada.

In a hurry, he took a hit from Wujiu, and after pointing out with his sword finger, a sharp energy was shot out. With full force, the speed of this energy reached its pinnacle.

Puff!

Like an arrow, the energy sharply pierced Coconut’s heart. Suddenly, Coconut spewed a mouthful of blood, instantly dyeing Golden Cicada’s clothes red.

"No!"

Golden Cicada’s just stabilized breath violently surged again, with its brutality reaching an unprecedented peak.

"Let’s go, let’s not stay here anymore. I don’t like it here."

Coconut pulled him close, her pale little face pleading.

She didn’t like it here, and she didn’t want Yi Xian to die here.

"Take me away, okay?"

Golden Cicada, without saying a word, nodded and immediately held her as they flew away swiftly.

"Come back!"

Di Liuxin yelled angrily from behind, but Wujiu blocked him with a big smile on his face.

They, Yama Hall, won.

Heavenly Dao’s pawn died.

The Celestial Dao Sect’s pawn fled.

Even though their array in Yama Hall was in tatters, as long as its power wasn’t exhausted, it could be repaired at a cost. At worst, they could just massacre Central Continent one more time.

If that wouldn’t be enough, there were still young cultivators from Celestial Dao Sect.

Golden Cicada, clutching someone, turned into a golden light and had vanished into the sky.

Artifact Spirit watched from below with a heartache beyond words. Damn it, Coconut died, and Han Yu would likely blame himself to death.

Damn bastard, that wretched old fool.

It didn’t even need to guess; Han Yu’s situation was definitely caused by that strange old man.

According to Han Yu, in the Soul Realm, only that damn old ghost had such methods.

"Damn it!"

Han Yu nearly shattered his teeth; he certainly saw it all clearly.

He even watched as Coconut died right "in front" of him.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Why did you do this!"

"Why does Heavenly Dao manipulate a young cultivator as a chess piece, does this Heavenly Dao deserve to be called Heavenly Dao?"

Han Yu’s momentum was surging, cursing angrily, and relentlessly questioning.

Old Fool’s face was complicated, expression ineffable, and after a long sigh suddenly broke out.

"It’s unrelated to the Heavenly Dao, it’s my setup."

Bang!

Next moment, Han Yu broke free from suppression again, his figure moving as fast as lightning, throwing a punch towards Old Fool’s face.

Unfortunately, within three feet, an invisible barrier forcibly blocked Han Yu’s fist. In a fit of rage, Han Yu pointed a sword finger; suddenly, a sharp power went towards the barrier.

This scene stunned not only Han Yu but made Old Fool’s face bizarre.

Han Yu’s mind raced, recalling Old Fool’s words just now; in the Soul Realm, he shouldn’t have power, yet the power had already taken root in his soul.

"Since it’s rooted, then..."

It might as well bloom and bear fruit!

At that moment, the radiant light of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth simultaneously emitted dazzling brilliance on his body.

It’s all back; his power had completely returned.

Han Yu only lightly felt it, bringing all that power into himself.

Next moment, he launched a fierce attack on the barrier in front of him once again, displaying various methods, creating such huge disturbance it nearly razed the small village to the ground.

If Old Fool hadn’t noticed something was off and set another barrier, Han Yu’s explosion might have destroyed many places.

Old Fool looked at Han Yu with extraordinarily complex expressions, muttering to himself, "You’re disrupting my teaching progress again."

All this should have been guided by him later, yet Han Yu effortlessly comprehended and brought the power in just from a single sentence.

His aptitude truly left Old Fool in awe, even his spontaneous reactions were excessively terrifying.

But it’s still not enough; it’s too early.

Thinking of this, Old Fool waved his hand, directly sending a breath into Han Yu’s body. Next moment, Han Yu became incapable of moving.

So easily suppressed again?

"Damn it, if you’re so capable, why don’t you go rescue Central Continent yourself, why do you need me?"

Han Yu’s face turned from shocked to furious.

These old shrewd beasts, hiding their capabilities, obviously having methods yet refusing to act.

Old Fool helplessly shook his head and sighed; if he could act, why would he stay here?

"I cannot leave here."

"But you shouldn’t manipulate a young cultivator’s destiny!"

Han Yu felt that such Old Fool wasn’t much different from Celestial Dao Sect and Yama Hall.

"I had no other choice, thousands of years ago, when Golden Cicada was sent into Central Continent, the only method left was this, I couldn’t leave Soul Realm, couldn’t eliminate the enemy, I could only adapt to circumstances."

Old Fool sighed.

Han Yu’s expression grew extremely complex; he asked hoarsely.

"Is this how Heavenly Dao treats all beings? Using them as chess pieces!"

Old Fool showed a conflicted expression, after a long time, he slowly spoke, "I already said, I am not Heavenly Dao, all mistakes don’t lie with Heavenly Dao."

"Then who are you?"

Han Yu coldly pursued.

Old Fool remained silent, not answering.

Both fell into a silent pause; in the mirror image, Golden Cicada had carried Coconut and escaped nearly a hundred miles, the scene shifted, below them, Artifact Spirit, with a grim face, dragged Han Yu’s physical body and chased behind them.

With one person dead and Han Yu dragged back into the Soul Realm, Artifact Spirit didn’t even know what to do, only dragging the physical body to pursue Golden Cicada’s party.

In case something happens, or in case Han Yu wakes up, it could act immediately.

"So, your so-called facing beings is just empty talk."

Han Yu slowly calmed down, couldn’t help but open his mouth with a low spirit.

"No, that’s the path you’re meant to walk, not mine."

Old Fool slowly shook his head and sighed.

"You can go back now!"

With that, the restraints on Han Yu loosened instantly.

Han Yu chuckled bitterly, what’s even the use of returning now.

The person was already gone.

He turned and left with a particularly desolate back, appearing exhausted.

Golden Cicada felt the figure in his arms gradually weakening, Coconut’s head almost drooping down.

"Hold on, I’ll take you to find the Pharmacist!"

Pharmacist!

Golden Cicada hesitated; the words that left his mouth felt oddly familiar, memories flooded his mind, causing piercing pain.

Something seemed ready to surge back out.

"No one can save me."

Coconut’s lips were bloodless, slightly opening and closing.

Using all her strength, she nostalgically raised her hand to touch Golden Cicada’s face.

In this moment, she seemed to understand something as well, letting out a woeful smile.

"I came to you because it was arranged."

"But... loving you is beyond anyone’s manipulation."

Golden Cicada’s face turned grim; he could feel the approaching breath becoming increasingly nearer.

Yet despite this, the warm glow continued flowing into his body ceaselessly.

"Promise me, leave here, don’t listen to anyone’s manipulation, not to anyone."

Coconut’s voice, like a sudden burst of energy, resonated strongly.

This made Golden Cicada’s sorrow even more profound.

"Let me out, let me out."

Deep inside, a voice cried out, tearing up mournfully.