Chapter 912 - 848: Divine Techniques, Just Tricks? Instant Kill!

Just as the old Taoist used the ability to borrow fortune, in the next moment, a wall in the corner of the Qionghua Hall suddenly cracked and collapsed, creating an opening.

The old Taoist was overjoyed, Han Yu’s pills were sometimes so unreasonable, seemingly strange, but the effect was indeed solid.

The last time he was on the brink of life and death, Meng Yun almost killed him. At that moment, he used it once, and Mu Zili arrived just in time.

But thinking of this, the old Taoist felt troubled again.

The wall had collapsed, but damn it, there wasn’t anyone who could save him, even with fortune, someone still had to show up to rescue him!

"Retreat first!"

Mu Zili saw the wall collapse with a bang and hurriedly urged.

The group fought while retreating, one by one filing out, only to find that outside, they were already surrounded by Celestial Dao Sect cultivators, packed densely, even causing Mu Zili to be a bit panicked.

There were too many people; even he had to yield when faced with such an array.

"What should we do?"

In front were four Lesser Elders of the Pixiang Hall, and behind were countless Divine Platform Realm cultivators. Even someone as bold as Chen Xixi couldn’t help but turn pale.

"We’ll have to see if Han Yu will come back quickly!"

The Artifact Spirit spoke with a serious face. In this situation, if that damned guy didn’t come back, it was over.

Damn it, the promise that throwing divine techniques away meant there’d be no problem was nonsense; it was useless.

They had saved the person, but couldn’t leave now.

Four figures moved together, without the obstruction of the Dao Hall, more Celestial Dao Sect cultivators rushed in.

The old Taoist gritted his teeth and used the spell "As You Speak It" towards the surrounding cultivators.

With a mouth full of Heavenly Constitution, he declared, "Fall within seven steps."

As a consequence, he suffered a strong backlash, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood as the spiritual power in his body surged uncontrollably, nearly tearing out but was forcibly suppressed by him.

Modifying the Heavenly Constitution never comes without a price.

The more modifications, the greater the backlash. He used a technique meant for individual targeting over a broader area, and one could imagine the backlash magnitude.

But because of the old Taoist’s intervention, the surrounding cultivators instantly staggered and fell.

Before the four Dharma Aspects approached, Mu Zili grabbed the Artifact Spirit with one hand and the old Taoist with the other, attempting to transform into a multicolored light and escape into the distance.

But suddenly, an extremely repressive aura spread, merely locking onto their breath, instantly freezing them in place.

The group turned to see Jiang Xinyuan frowning as he slowly stepped out from the Pixiang Hall.

"Third Brother, you plan to exterminate us?"

The old Taoist’s face turned ashen, weakly crying out.

Jiang Xinyuan glanced around, looking at Mu Zili and Chen Xixi, and then his gaze lingered on the Artifact Spirit, his face turning cold.

"You dare turn to the Heavenly Dao?"

The old Taoist was momentarily stunned, then quickly enraged.

"Stop falsely accusing me; if you want to kill me, just do it without this excuse."

Having been trapped overseas for so long, the old Taoist knew nothing about the outside world but was justified, yet only received ridicule in return.

"Ask your promising disciple yourself."

Jiang Xinyuan sneered.

The old Taoist really turned to look at Mu Zili. Other matters were bearable, but he never dared touch this taboo; or rather, he never involved himself in those matters.

That’s why those idiots from the Four Extremes Hall dared not take action to kill him.

If he sided with the Heavenly Dao, Di Liuxin would probably be thrilled upon hearing it.

With just this reason, the four old guys would absolutely have a justified reason to kill him openly.

Because he crossed the line.

Mu Zili’s face was grim, but he eventually nodded.

"I... I made that decision."

The old Taoist was utterly stunned. Su Xiaoxiao often stirred up small incidents, and Chen Xixi specialized in creating big ones. The second disciple was the most capable and stable.

Never in his wildest dreams did the old Taoist imagine that Mu Zili would play the hardest.

Not taking action was one thing, but once he did, it was to the death!

Jiang Xinyuan laughed again, pointing to the Artifact Spirit and continued, "This little one is the spirit body of that kid, who is with the Heavenly Dao. You tell me, if I kill you, shouldn’t the teacher have nothing to say?"

This indeed was the best excuse to kill the old Taoist.

"Do it!"

Having said that, he calmly waved his hand, leaving the rest to the four Lesser Elders and the large number of cultivators below.

...

"Can’t you just not leave?"

At this moment, Han Yu was chasing, surrounded by Aurora around Di Liuxin, with various noisy sounds appearing everywhere, driving Di Liuxin to gnash his teeth.

The more Han Yu did this, the less Di Liuxin dared to stay.

"Cooperating with Yama Hall is no different than seeking skin with a tiger. Do you think they will let you go? Or Central Continent?"

While constantly moving forward, Di Liuxin sneered.

The surrounding scenery constantly changed, speed reaching the zenith, yet Han Yu persistently hovered around him, which was the most outrageous.

Clearly, the strength wasn’t there, yet the speed was astoundingly fast.

In terms of confrontation, Di Liuxin was confident he could hold down the opponent, but in terms of speed, he wasn’t confident he could handle Han Yu.

With those strange abilities combined, anyone would have a headache facing him.

He had already found himself inherently unbeatable; even if he couldn’t win, wanting to kill him was extremely difficult.

Unless one broke the Dharma Aspect while another subdued him.

No wonder Yama Hall used him as bait.

In his imagination, a large-scale battle was probably happening on the stone platform.

He dared not stop for a moment, transforming into afterimages within several moments, becoming even faster.

Han Yu was dumbfounded, not astonished by the speed but by Di Liuxin’s words.

When did he cooperate with Yama Hall?

Damn it!

Was this bastard mistaken?

Then, accidentally hit it.

Hell, what a lunatic!

If this is the case, what about the stone platform over there?

Very soon, he found out!

Chasing Di Liuxin all the way back to the stone platform, the first to be stunned was Di Liuxin himself.

Wasn’t it Yama Hall?

Looking at the few figures of Mu Zili and others, and the surrounding ally formations.

The imagined battle didn’t happen at all, and there was not a single shadow of Yama Hall.

While exhaling in relief, he couldn’t help but glare at Han Yu hatefully.

But Han Yu had no mind to even look at him. On the stone platform a mile away, four Dharma Aspects moved toward the Artifact Spirit’s group.

The golden, wooden, water, fire, and earth five-colored light flickered continuously, flames swept, forcefully halting surrounding cultivators, and torrents overturned them.

Thorns continuously extended and lashed at surrounding cultivators.

The Artifact Spirit indeed slaughtered all around in front of Divine Platform Realm cultivators.

But those four mighty attacking figures hit with unstoppable force.

All divine techniques simply couldn’t hinder them at all.

"Divine techniques, mere tricks. You think you can stop us with that."

A lesser elder within one of the Dharma Aspects smirked coldly.

At this moment, vibrant vitality spread, and before the crowd could react, a voice echoed from all directions simultaneously.

"Do you want to reorganize your language?"

But quickly, the voice sighed again.

"Forget it, next time!"

Han Yu’s figure appeared in front of that Dharma Aspect, a sword finger extended unknowingly, piercing the Dharma Aspect, leaving a thumb-wide blood hole on the lesser elder’s head.

There was no next time; the lesser elder’s expression was still frozen in shock, wanting to speak but ultimately unable to, as the Dharma Aspect shattered with a crash, and the figure fell straight down.

When Han Yu looked at the other three, he had already raised his finger again.