Chapter 956 - 892: Adaptation of the Rules

Western Territory!

The hearts of Jiu You and Wujiu are plagued by deep unease.

Above their heads, the thunderclouds are rolling, but fortunately, there’s no Tribulation Thunder appearing. The Yama Hall’s meticulous setup of evil energy has finally proven to be invaluable today.

They are unlike the Celestial Dao Sect, lacking the confidence to disregard Tribulation Thunder, or even various other unpredictable elements.

During the ongoing solidification of the phantom millstone, despite no Tribulation Thunder appearing, the two remained perpetually on edge.

Worried about potential meddling from the Celestial Dao Sect, and also concerned that the rabid little dog might suddenly turn and attack them.

Fortunately, everything was ultimately completed without incident.

"What do you think, how much trouble can Han Yu cause for the Celestial Dao Sect?"

At this moment, Wujiu couldn’t contain his doubts any longer.

Jiu You shook his head; causing chaos is one thing, but regarding this matter, stopping the Celestial River of the Celestial Dao Sect entirely is a fool’s dream.

"Don’t hold too much hope. Even the First Hall doesn’t expect that guy to accomplish anything significant; he’s just being used as a tool!"

They just want to prevent the Celestial Dao Sect from being too comfortable, otherwise wouldn’t they come looking for trouble?

To ensure their own affairs proceed smoothly, it’d be better to actively discomfort the other side.

"We’ve both completed our tasks; I reckon the other side should be about done as well."

Jiu You sighed.

"That guy should have perished there, right?"

Wujiu chuckled maliciously. Given such formidable arrangements, Han Yu goes in to wreak havoc; how could he possibly escape?

"Best if he dies, but if not, we can see if the Celestial Dao has any tricks on that kid. If the Celestial Dao fights with them first, it’ll be greatly beneficial for us."

Jiu You mused, suspecting the First Hall had similar thoughts. Being a person of the Celestial Dao, Han Yu should have some tricks implanted in him, right?

When time comes, should any genuine threat arise, wouldn’t it lead to the Celestial Dao Sect battling the Celestial Dao?

Laughing abruptly, Wujiu suddenly thought of a question, his face turning strange.

"What if the other side thinks the same? Could he be released directly?"

No one is foolish; among the three forces, the unresolvable conflicts persist, meaning whoever battles the Celestial Dao first benefits the other side.

In this situation, it’s the Celestial Dao that has the greatest advantage.

"Let’s wait for the First Hall to resolve this; they’re expected to come down soon."

Jiu You looked up at the sky. The millstone had fully descended, a colossal figure now stretched across the whole Western Territory, blocking out the sky and sunlight.

The aura it emitted instilled dread, making it difficult for anyone to gaze upon it directly.

Besides the millstone, a massive array also revealed its presence, currently revolving around the millstone.

This array not only resonates with the millstone but was meant to be the greatest support for its descent.

However, the inexplicable six large gaps are extremely vexing and impossible for them to control.

Currently, it’s an utterly cumbersome thing—a cumbersome addition to them, useful but impossible to discard.

"Looks like that dead bald head hasn’t fully perished."

Wujiu glanced at the array, gritting his teeth.

If he had truly perished, how could he hold the array so tightly, preventing their use of it?

"For now, with the sacred object already down, his control over the array is futile."

Jiu You sighed. That world might now be poorer than the Central Continent; this time both sides have truly emptied their reserves.

There’s no turning back, nor will there be any return.

Both minor world realms were used to summon sacred objects, so neither side planned to leave themselves with a way out.

...

"Your Central Continent has no retreat either."

As Wisdom Old Man said this, Han Yu had returned to the Endless Sea Domain.

Upon reaching the deck, a crowd gathered around.

Once the Tribulation Clouds above cleared away, everyone realized this signified the dust had settled on the other end.

They just didn’t know the outcome.

Either Han Yu truly succeeded, or the other side accomplished their task, thus putting Han Yu in danger.

As Han Yu returned, battered and bruised, the Central Continent fell into silence.

They’d never seen Han Yu in such dire straits, not even in the most embarrassing clash when he and Li Yingqi perished together; his body was all but destroyed, yet even then, Han Yu nonchalantly greeted Quan Xiaotong.

A mere shake of his head signaled Quan Xiaotong Han Yu’s intention.

He failed!

"The fact you returned, means we haven’t lost."

Quan Xiaotong’s face was troubled but quickly relieved, stepping forward to pat Han Yu’s shoulder meaningfully.

"Your well-being is the most important."

Though Han Yu felt discontent, he ultimately could only sigh; the Celestial Beings emerged on the other side, leaving him powerless.

"I’m fine too; my body is hardy enough as long as I’m alive, injuries aren’t a concern. It’s the seniors who got implicated."

Han Yu smiled bitterly, supporting the older man, as Mu Zili hurriedly approached, his face changing dramatically.

Upon receiving the old man from Han Yu, Mu Zili’s face darkened further.

He naturally recognized the old man had lost all his cultivation, a catastrophic blow tantamount to the heavens collapsing even for a Divine Dao Realm expert, or any cultivator.

Yet the old man was more open-minded than expected, shaking his head, "It’s fine; as long as the foundation isn’t damaged, I can still cultivate given enough time."

He dared practice Divine Techniques before and accepted thousands of years without progress.

Restarting seemed entirely doable.

"No need for that then, ever thought of using Divine Techniques to attempt what cultivation can achieve?"

Wisdom Old Man’s voice resonated through the void; those who knew him were alright, but the unfamiliar crowd from Central Continent turned quirky, searching for the voice’s origin until realizing it emitted from Han Yu’s body, finally easing up.

Any bizarre occurrence, anywhere, warrants scrutiny.

Yet when it involves Han Yu, all oddities seemed normalized.

After all, strange phenomena have often happened with Han Yu; a few more wouldn’t hurt.

Suddenly revitalized, the old man rushed forward, clutching Han Yu urgently.

"Repeat that? Divine Techniques can be used in this manner?"

Wisdom Old Man mocked, "Your aptitude is indeed exceptional, but your practical talent and adaptability are inferior to this brat. Show him how to maneuver your rules."

The old man knew of Han Yu’s command over certain rule powers, yet hadn’t witnessed it firsthand; his understanding of rules hadn’t changed.

Until Han Yu swallowed an Earth and Wood Pill, chewing it ungracefully as he left the deck.

West River Slash abruptly appeared in hand; a casual stroke released sparse golden rains, baffling others while the old man comprehended them as rule powers.

Golden rains fell upon the sea; on the surface, no change seemed apparent, yet attentive ones turned pale as the area transformed into barren wasteland, devoid of life.

Han Yu swung the blade again, countless golden petals descended, the sea exploded continuously, rapidly expanding the dead zone.

"I’ve got it."

Now the old man truly understood—Han Yu’s actions had nothing to do with Divine Techniques, but rather combining Divine Techniques with rule powers.

This implied rule powers are flexible.

Thus, his past utilization of Divine Techniques was inherently rigid.

Realizing this, the old man bitterly lamented.

"Bastard, damn old ghost, why didn’t you say so centuries ago!"

If Wisdom Old Man had hinted at this earlier, how many twists and turns could have been avoided?

That old ghost’s ultimate aim was to pull him in, absolutely shameless beyond measure.