Chapter 900 - 836: You Have Graduated

The wise old man spoke word by word, his hands in continuous motion, teaching with utmost seriousness.

Han Yu also died with utmost seriousness.

Every word was a withering of life; while others learn from a mistake, he died once for every sentence he heard.

"Wouldn’t it be better if you just finished talking all at once?"

Han Yu asked with a strange expression, wanting to stop the old man. He always felt that the old man’s slow speech lacked the demeanor of an expert, as if he was enjoying killing him multiple times for fun.

Who knew the wise old man would snap his fingers again, and the Divine Fire erupted around Han Yu, again reducing him to ashes in the blink of an eye.

A new way to die!

After Han Yu resurrected once more, he slowly spoke out the delayed words.

"No, since we agreed on ’teaching by word and example,’ we must follow through. I’m afraid you won’t remember it if you don’t die a few more times."

Han Yu’s face instantly turned ashen; this jerkwad actually used this as a reason.

What a bastard, to think that ghostly fool held such a grudge just because Han Yu had struck at him before, failing even, yet still held a grudge to this day.

Han Yu gritted his teeth, watching as the wise old man, now calm and collected, began preparations again.

With a step forward, damn, it was again the two mountains pressing in from top and bottom. This time, Han Yu hastily struck out, almost reacting immediately and waving his hand to attack.

Yet another mountain peak loomed in front of Han Yu, causing a tremendous collision, dust billowing akin to a sandstorm shrouding the surroundings.

The view before his eyes turned blurry, yet an Aurora gleamed brightly within as if lighting up the night sky.

The wise old man squinted his eyes, and immediately, the Dharma Aspect of a towering tree appeared, with countless gigantic roots lashing out like vines.

Strangely, as the roots touched it, the Aurora seemed like a void, remaining unaffected no matter how it was struck.

It was fake!

Good lad, now he knows how to deceive others.

The wise old man laughed immediately, turning around almost without thinking, spotting Han Yu sneakily emerging behind him, their eyes meeting, making Han Yu’s face darken.

What a cunning old ghost, to discover so quickly.

Almost not giving Han Yu a chance to react, a cold gleam appeared suddenly.

Countless golden petals rained down, rustling as they fell.

Han Yu immediately transformed, rivers falling from the sky, swiftly turning the entire mountain hollow into a lake.

The man vanished into the lake.

The wise old man soared up, standing on the water surface, his gaze containing a hint of admiration.

"You’ve learned quickly."

He was indeed praising Han Yu, for at this moment, Han Yu’s reaction speed had already improved.

"But it’s still not enough."

"Divine Techniques are inherently formless; don’t be fixated on any certain form."

With that, the water surface of the lake shook swiftly, droplets of water rising amid the tremors.

"Go!"

The wise old man pointed with a finger towards a certain spot in the void overhead, and in an instant, raindrops shot skywards like arrows.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

The sound continued, and when Han Yu appeared again, he was riddled with holes.

What nerve; he had just thought of a new idea, using Water Divine Power to create a mirror image, then simulating the sky, hiding behind it, not expecting this sneaky fellow to discover it so quickly.

The battle never ceased, with Han Yu able to persist longer, even occasionally trading blows with the old man.

The wise old man’s expression gradually changed from indifferent to appreciative.

This kid probably doesn’t even know that his talent for battle surpasses his training talent!

The old man had realized long before that Han Yu’s adaptability in life-threatening situations or in battle was exceptional.

So exceptional that most of the techniques Han Yu had were developed through deadly battles.

Peaceful comprehension didn’t seem to suit him; nothing was gained by meditation and contemplation.

Thus, each time the wise old man intended to teach something, rather than describing it, a good beating served better.

This was a hardship for Han Yu; for others, learning something meant shedding some blood and tears.

For him, learning something meant truly putting his life on the line.

The pain of dying repeatedly was not something that could be brushed off lightly.

Otherwise, Han Yu wouldn’t be frantically improving his adaptability to handle the wise old man.

After countless deaths, perhaps a turning point will arise.

Perhaps he’s tired of dying.

Or perhaps he had a breakthrough.

Upon reappearance, Han Yu’s adaptability began to have rhythm.

The two confronted each other from a distance, with various Divine Techniques unceasingly exchanged.

Two mountains pressed in, whipping up a storm, mountains and rivers meeting, causing towering waves.

Amid the towering waves, a towering tree rose, and Han Yu also raised a "full moon" from the sea.

Its golden brilliance dazzling, inspiring awe.

Vines launched a flurry of attacks as the full moon exploded, shattering into countless stars, each contact with a vine causing an unparalleled roar.

For a moment, the land and sky in this corner of the Soul Realm shook in unison.

As golden petals rained down, Divine Fire emerged once more, flickering between reality and illusion, with ever-changing forms, like dragons and phoenixes.

In the next moment, dragon and phoenix emerged from the Divine Fire, merging for a joint strike.

The entire sky was submerged in a sea of fire, terrifying beyond measure.

The wise old man’s face already bore a smile, and Han Yu also had a mischievous grin.

In an instant, an Aurora, disregarding martial virtue, flew out, retreating into the sea of fire.

In the next moment, the sea of fire surged towards the wise old man.

On the water’s surface in mid-air, the wise old man waved his hand, drawing a virtual arc, borrowing a towering wave to form a water wall, keeping the sea of fire at bay.

The sound of the wind echoed, coming from all directions.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell where Han Yu was, when suddenly, Aurora appeared behind Wise Old Man, a chilling streak of light extremely sharp.

However, Wise Old Man seemed to have eyes on his back, immediately intercepting with two huge mountains, only for Aurora to effortlessly slip into the mountain.

The next moment, rays of light burst forth, causing Wise Old Man to squint his eyes.

"Die!"

Han Yu shouted mightily, and then appeared behind Wise Old Man again.

He pointed his sword forward and reached out!

Yet ultimately, he couldn’t push further.

"You’re cheating!"

Han Yu was somewhat exasperated, from start to finish it was supposed to be a contest of divine techniques, yet Wise Old Man used other means.

Wise Old Man looked justified, his tone indifferent.

"On the battlefield, no one will listen to your objections."

"Then I am at ease."

Who knew Han Yu would suddenly break into a smile.

Wise Old Man felt something and turned his head, the next moment, a small earth-formed fist struck his aged face.

The damage was almost none, but the humiliation was immense.

"Does this count as passing?"

Han Yu couldn’t hide his inner satisfaction.

Wise Old Man had previously said, as long as one could hit him, this trial would be considered passed.

Wise Old Man’s expression was extremely complex, and after a brief silence, he finally nodded with a sigh.

"You can graduate."

Han Yu was slightly stunned, this wasn’t just about passing the trial.

In other words, Wise Old Man meant he had nothing left to teach him?

"You’ve mastered close combat, now you have ranged attack capabilities too, finding ways to save yourself must be your own endeavor."

Wise Old Man sighed as he spoke slowly, and the invisible barrier in front of him shattered into fragments of light.

Amidst the light, Wise Old Man looked on with emotion, "Water Divine Power signifies being formless and shapeless, not restricted to any single form, coincidentally aligning with this lesson."

This meant that Han Yu, through this trial, had learned all that needed to be learnt.

"You don’t have anything extra to teach me?"

Han Yu finally couldn’t help but ask.

Wise Old Man shook his head, sighing deeply.

"Five Elements Divine Techniques is your path, not mine. The journey ahead needs to be forged by you."

"You can leave now, the longer till the next meeting, the better."

Without the trial ground, if Han Yu wants to enter again, unless Wise Old Man uses methods, it’s only when Han Yu dies again.

Han Yu’s face turned dark, who would willingly want to come back?

This whole place is an underworld full of spirits, with such an old troublemaker residing.

Before leaving, Han Yu pondered for a moment before asking the question in his heart.

"Why didn’t you dodge just now?"

The dodge referred to was naturally against the harmless small fist.

With Wise Old Man’s abilities, even though the ambush was well set, it’s absurd to think Wise Old Man wouldn’t have any response.

"I was using the Five Elements abilities to test you, that earlier point was considered passed."

Because Wise Old Man resorted to other methods.

But Han Yu still wasn’t satisfied with such an answer as it avoided the key question.

Another silence ensued, Han Yu still looked at him puzzled, and eventually, Wise Old Man showed a helpless expression.

"Alright! Regarding those two kids’ affairs, I still believe I wasn’t wrong. I just owe you an explanation."

And this is the explanation.

He was open with everyone but ultimately owed Han Yu a debt of explanation.

Han Yu slowly exhaled, he accepted this explanation.

"I damn well can’t accept it."

Overseas, Di Liuxin suddenly cursed.

Solely because he found out that there was nobody he could use.

For several days now, none of his elders had returned.

As soon as the Breath-Attracting Skill was cast in an attempt to summon them back, he saw several auras extinguishing above him.

All damn dead?

This was indeed an extremely absurd occurrence.

Recently, Yama Hall and their Celestial Dao Sect were engaged in large-scale confrontations, with strong figures from both sides competing fiercely, making it nearly impossible for someone to have the spare time to deal with Chang Gen and others.

No, there is someone.

A damnable figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

Aside from the Yama Hall, Han Yu was the only one who could contend with Chang Gen and the others.

So, his remaining forces were all handled by this bastard?

Absolutely unbearable.

Di Liuxin’s hatred for Han Yu suddenly surged, almost reaching the peak.

Yet thinking about the recent movements of the two halls, he reluctantly suppressed his rage.

The responses from the two halls were simplistically straightforward.

One word, wait!