Chapter 950 - 886: Eventually Boarding the Sinking Ship

Han Yu continually disappeared and appeared in the corners surrounding the Celestial River, never engaging with the opponent, nor giving them a chance to retaliate.

Shang Wanfeng initially thought his own tactics were annoying enough, but Han Yu was even more irritating.

"Destroy his Dharma Aspect!"

Jiang Xinyuan couldn’t help but shout aloud from the foot of the mountain.

He had broken this move before; without the Dharma Aspect, Han Yu’s annoying tactics would be useless.

Shang Wanfeng understood, stopped his stance, and was about to launch an attack around him, unexpectedly Han Yu swiftly withdrew his Dharma Aspect.

"I don’t need you, I’ll do it myself."

Without the Dharma Aspect, Han Yu indeed lost his advantage in Body Technique, Shang Wanfeng sneered repeatedly and struck again.

Once again, it was futile...

Ancient towering trees stood tall, spreading across before him.

Shang Wanfeng gritted his teeth, withdrew his fingers; his greatest weakness in his rule was its lack of destructive power, completely ineffective in situations of such large-scale obstruction.

After several attempts, Han Yu remained slippery as ever, only dodging but not attacking, which was incredibly frustrating.

What was even more frustrating was Han Yu continuously seizing opportunities to run towards the Celestial River, and soon, the entire river’s phantom showed signs of collapsing.

"Pull us out, let’s join forces against him."

Jiang Xinyuan couldn’t resist shouting again, Han Yu’s tactics were numerous, they didn’t need to be strong, merely his life-saving move was enough to keep them in this skirmish.

One person couldn’t catch him, but could three people fail?

"No need for you!"

Shang Wanfeng seemed to have become furious, two worthless people couldn’t even handle a Heavenly Dao puppet, what’s the use of pulling them out.

In an instant, Spiritual Power scattered over the entire stone platform, massive tides surged, instantly forming a vast Star River.

The bright moon and stars rose from the Star River, and the next moment, an Imperial Decree.

"Go!"

In the spacious void, dense stars bombarded continuously, with an enormous bright moon dropping down.

The Sword Domain was even more vast than the one Jiang Xinyuan and the others previously conjured, immediately sweeping the ancient trees into the air, Han Yu intended to approach the Celestial River, and suddenly felt a chill behind him.

Ultimately, he underestimated the opponent, leading to Shang Wanfeng’s actions, completely blocking all his retreats.

Sword Intent like the wind, Spiritual Power like tides.

The Star River surged mightily, stars like the sea.

Shang Wanfeng was indeed determined this time, for a moment, the entire stone platform almost flew off, while under the massive pressure of two mountains, Jiang Xinyuan and the others suffered undeserved disaster, nearly being shaken to bleeding by the shockwave.

As for Han Yu, who bore the brunt, he felt overwhelming power from all directions.

No room to dodge, nowhere to hide!

In an instant, ancient trees, mountains gathered, surrounded by roaring rivers, multiple forces clashing, Han Yu was immediately struck in the flesh.

Shang Wanfeng made a sudden strike, pointing his finger, and in a flash, the world turned dark.

Just as Han Yu drew the West River Slash, he immediately felt darkness before him again, abruptly, immense forces collided with his body, causing his muscles and bones to make unpleasant noises.

Spurt!

Han Yu ultimately was outmaneuvered, his flesh covered in web-like scars, completely knocked off the stone platform.

Shang Wanfeng stood atop his Dharma Aspect, ready to pursue.

Everything in disarray!

The precarious Dharma Aspect unfolded at this moment, Han Yu’s figure once again disappeared.

Barely avoiding Shang Wanfeng’s killing move, Han Yu hid in a corner, silently catching his breath, looking up at the Celestial River’s phantom, his face instantly turned grim.

It turned out, Shang Wanfeng took advantage of his disappearance, and had already blasted open two mountains, freeing Jiang Xinyuan and Di Liuxin.

Now, the three stood beneath the Celestial River, evidently not planning to give Han Yu even a slight chance.

"This kid only knows how to stir things up, wait for the Celestial River to descend before killing him."

Shang Wanfeng spoke coldly.

Di Liuxin and Jiang Xinyuan naturally had no objections, previously being suppressed was a humiliating experience.

Two thousand-year-old monsters being suppressed by a kid was truly disgraceful.

"Will he still play tricks?"

Di Liuxin was also daunted by Han Yu’s endless tricks, feeling worried.

"He shouldn’t, with the Celestial River above us, he wouldn’t dare to charge, nor does he have the opportunity to ambush, trying will only lead to death."

Jiang Xinyuan didn’t believe that the opponent could still destroy the Celestial River now.

The outcome is set.

With three of the Four Extremes Hall present, not even Yama Hall’s arrival could change the fate.

Once the Celestial River truly appears, Han Yu attempting to attack it would be his demise.

The three’s gaze was fierce, poised to act.

Just waiting for Han Yu to throw himself into the trap.

But after waiting a moment, there was no sign of him.

Until the Tribulation Thunder above began surging fiercely again...

...

"Look quickly, the Tribulation Thunder is changing again!"

On the Central Continent side, someone already pointed at the Tribulation Clouds in alarm, the lightning surging within the clouds suddenly turned extremely violent.

"Bad news!"

Quan Xiaotong’s face darkened at once, he knew Han Yu too well, previously stirring the Tribulation Thunder meant he wanted to use its power to interfere.

Now stirring the Tribulation Thunder again could only mean one thing.

He lost, and is risking it all.

It seemed not only he thought this way, as several old Daoists also changed their expressions.

"It seems the second eldest has improved again."

This is why he couldn’t be sure, he hadn’t seen the opponent for thousands of years, a lot could change in thousands of years.

He too went from freely bashing the Four Extremes Hall to being easily subdued by the fourth.

Let alone the notorious second eldest.

"What will happen when the Celestial River descends?"

Mu Zili couldn’t help but ask.

The old Daoist shook his head, "Likely the Heavenly Dao will be constrained."

Once the Celestial River descends, the descent of Celestial Beings won’t be far off.

Then, both sides will restart the apocalyptic war, the entire Central Continent fears to remain unscathed.

The Heavenly Dao may also struggle to protect itself.

This time, the Celestial Being has accumulated near ten thousand years of power, and their strength, along with two Heavenly Dao artifacts, must be stronger than ever.

The old Daoist couldn’t even imagine how the Heavenly Dao could prevail!

"No, I must go help."

The Artifact Spirit stomped furiously, this wretch shouldn’t have overlooked him, and now he’s getting beaten!

"The Central Continent might as well take a gamble!"

Quan Xiaotong gritted his teeth and spoke.

Even if it means being a moth to a flame, it’s better than waiting for death.

"There’s no need, being mixed up by Han Yu like this, it’s probably all Tribulation Thunder space, going there is as good as courting death."

Mu Zili immediately blocked him, seeing things most clearly, then couldn’t help but continue speaking, "I’ll go take a look too."

"What use will you be, even those little elders are helpless, don’t add to the chaos."

The old Daoist didn’t even think before blocking Mu Zili directly.

"Old man, we can’t return to the Celestial Dao Sect, if they win, we’ll die."

Mu Zili spoke helplessly, with Di Liuxin’s temper, last time they weren’t killed, if given the chance, he certainly wouldn’t spare them.

The label of betrayal stuck on them tightly, and apart from other matters, Han Yu’s entry into the small cave couldn’t be unrelated to them.

There’s no washing it off.

Will the Celestial Beings still recognize the old Daoist?

If they did, the old Daoist wouldn’t have been desolate for thousands of years.

If they did, the Four Extremes Hall wouldn’t exist as it does now.

The old Daoist’s face looked grim; he truly didn’t want to get involved, with Di Liuxin’s disposition certainly wouldn’t let him off.

The Celestial Beings... that one, the old Daoist didn’t dare pin hope on them.

They, no longer count as people.

Perhaps half a Heavenly Dao!

"Actually, there’s one more method to try."

The old Daoist suddenly spoke, having made up his mind to join this shaky Central Continent ship.

Before anyone could inquire, the old Daoist’s aura surged wildly, instantly becoming the figure of Daoist Zhu once more.

"Actually, the real reason the Four Extremes Hall hates me..."