When Han Yu woke up again, he was faced with twelve strange faces.
They looked at Han Yu with an expression that was uniformly indescribable.
Being able to survive under such circumstances, they’re not fools and can naturally guess a few things, especially since Han Yu returned unconscious.
It must be soone who intervened, this being their territory, the one who acted is even less of a mystery.
"Who just saved ?"
When Han Yu covered his face and crawled up, he felt as if his entire face was numb.
As a result, the group of people fell silent upon hearing his words, their expressions bizarre.
After Han Yu persistently asked a few more tis, the old man finally spoke up helplessly.
"It was such a trivial matter, there’s no need to thank us."
Thank?
Damn it, they slapped into this state, is this how one saves a life?
"Don’t court death, the one who acted can definitely crush you."
The Artifact Spirit, fearing Han Yu would say sothing reckless, hurriedly intervened.
Just now Han Yu fainted, but it hadn’t.
Everything that happened at the scene unfolded right under its eyes; a cultivator that doesn’t need to show up to converse through the void and can effortlessly resist spatial disturbances.
Just thinking about it, you can imagine how terrifying it is.
If you were to court death, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Especially...
"You know yourself, you naturally tend to attract powerful existences; you wouldn’t want to enraged soone even scarier to co and slap you to death, would you?"
The Artifact Spirit vividly recounted the events after Han Yu fell unconscious, frightfully prompting him to swallow his words.
Calculating it, he was practically equivalent to the Divine Platform Realm, if bad luck were to strengthen, who knows what sort of existence could be summoned.
"Very strong?"
Han Yu repeatedly confird by asking.
"Ping gets shy and sprays mist to hide, what do you think?"
The Artifact Spirit teased.
Shy my ass, Han Yu naturally knows circumstances that make Ping hide, it’s only when the opponent can casually crush him that such a thing occurs.
Cannot provoke!
Han Yu forced a smile and changed his tone, thanking the Celestial Dao Sect, "Thank you for the lifesaving grace."
"This place is not to be wandered carelessly, the mountaintop is our sacred ground, not suitable for outsiders, and as for the surrounding restrictions..."
The old man explained reluctantly; he is sowhat more straightforward than Liu Zongyuan.
At least he explained the outline of this little realm to Han Yu.
It was crafted within the void outside of the world, the surrounding restrictions weren’t designed to guard against people, but to resist spatial disturbances.
"Breaking the restriction is akin to seeking death. If the breach is larger, the entire small realm would collapse."
When the old man said this, he felt a lingering fear, looking at Han Yu as if observing a lunatic.
Han Yu was sowhat bewildered, he hadn’t committed any violent damage, just slightly poking and it broke with a pop...
Although his physical body was very strong, not necessarily to such a level.
He soon thought of a possibility and his expression turned peculiar.
Especially considering the strange voice described by the Artifact Spirit.
"I feel that sneaky guy is playing ."
Han Yu secretly communicated within his Sea of Consciousness.
He’s definitely not foolish; he has personally experienced the strength of spatial disturbances, and to put it bluntly, continuing might physically destroy him.
Could it be that such a strong disturbance is supported by a restriction that only requires a gentle poke to break?
Treating like an idiot!
This was aiming to toy with him.
Han Yu maliciously thought, probably if he sneezed back then, the place would have opened a hole.
Damn it, so malicious!
If not for the strength of his body, perhaps he would’ve died inexplicably from so powerful being’s joke.
Yet he dares not rebel, given the scene described by the Artifact Spirit, the cultivator was likely at an incomprehensible realm.
"So tired, where in this world co so many powerful cultivators."
Han Yu sighed deeply, why always when he thinks he can dominate and suddenly soone stronger leaps out, endlessly.
Back when he could completely overwhelm Divine Gaze Realm, he thought the world was up for grabs until ’Ginseng King’ Luo Yuqi taught him humility.
Hardly surviving to engage in freely during the Realm of Transcendence, a split soul erged, additionally teaching him humility.
Pitiful, nearly obliterated by Tribulation Thunder, dying nurous tis at Fire Spirit, when finally capable of teaching the split soul, those with strange abilities cropped up one by one.
This ti it’s even more exaggerated, Xin Zui and those three old geezers conjured a Divine Platform Realm entering the Dao level, beating him into fleeing in despair; no sooner was he recovering when another incomprehensible existence appeared.
When will such days end!
"Refine the pills well and strive to beco stronger."
The Artifact Spirit, hearing this, could only offer dry consolation.
It’s even too lazy to make empty promises now. From Han Yu’s pattern of offending powerful figures, it’s almost formulated a truth!
No matter how fragile life is, it can always find a way out.
Like Han Yu, as long as this guy doesn’t want to die, he can always find a way to get stronger, not even needing a push to refine pills anymore.
"Young friend, the gift you ntioned..."
The old Daoist, seeing Han Yu remaining silent, couldn’t help but sneak in a reminder.
Gift?
Han Yu was lost in his thoughts, seemingly not hearing, until a while later, when the Artifact Spirit called out, snapping him back to reality.
The gift was naturally the sche he had earlier, but now he wasn’t sure if he should reveal it.
Knowing there was a terrifying powerful figure here, he wasn’t sure if setting up the Celestial Dao Sect would cause trouble.
"Probably not, the Yama Hall is their mortal enemy, they’d absolutely jump at this opportunity."
The Artifact Spirit fell silent for a mont alongside him, then spoke up.
Han Yu thought it over and indeed, such clearly beneficial matters for them would not concern him even if the two sides ended up fighting to the death.
Heh heh! It’s still feasible.
With this in mind, Han Yu described the symptoms of Xin Zui and the others, omitting the details about the pills, only ntioning that three Heart Demons had erged from the three old ghosts.
The group, listening, found it like a fantasy tale—Heart Demons leaving the body? Taking away half their strength?
Especially Liu Zongyuan, whose gaze at Han Yu was filled with intense curiosity.
Having taken pills himself, he knew Han Yu could concoct all sorts of absurd pills. This bore the marks of Han Yu’s handiwork, though he wondered what the three old monsters had gotten from the pills.
Alas, with Han Yu not saying, he couldn’t inquire.
"Are you saying this is true?"
The old Daoist still found it unbelievable; if Han Yu wasn’t lying, didn’t that an the three old ghosts’ powers were halved now!
"However, if they catch the Heart Demons and kill them, they could recover. But if soone were to capture the Heart Demons and hide them away..."
The scenario Han Yu painted allowed the Celestial Dao Sect mbers to easily picture the three in a fit of rage.
"Alternatively, if you can catch the Heart Demons, I can help cripple them and then deliver them..."
The second scenario painted by Han Yu was simply soul-crushing.
You’re truly wicked!
At this, the crowd began casting him inexplicable looks, understanding why Xin Zui and the other two old ghosts had co out personally.
The way Han Yu played this was dealing more damage to the Yama Hall than they ever could.
"You should have ntioned this sooner."
The old Daoist suddenly felt a bit regretful.
If this was said earlier, there wouldn’t have been any need to return!
They could’ve set off to hunt the Heart Demons straight away—how perfect that would have been.
"If I had said it earlier, how would I have witnessed this little world?"
Han Yu secretly mused, but of course he couldn’t voice this, his lips crafting a different excuse.
"The Endless Sea Domain is vast, the Heart Demons may not be so easy to catch."
From the Heart Demons leaving their bodies to them setting off took so ti, enough for the Heart Demons to disperse into the vast sea.
That’s also why Han Yu didn’t want to personally get involved; he had to refine pills and couldn’t afford to roam the vast sea doing such thankless tasks.
But not the Celestial Dao Sect; in a deadlock with adversaries, they’d surely be willing to undertake such tasks, willing enough to search with all their might.
After all, capturing even one of them would be imnsely beneficial for them.
The old Daoist seed to think the sa way; Xin Zui, Xin Yin, and Wuyin—these three old monsters weighed heavily on them.
Now here was such a golden opportunity; grabbing one would be a gain, two a huge gain, three would make them grin in their sleep.
"So, what do you think?"
The old Daoist finally raised his eyes to the group and asked.
"Naturally, we go for it. If we can capture all three Heart Demons, those three old monsters might not recover for centuries."
The group expressed their commitnt; opportunities to trouble the opponents were rare, so nobody wanted to miss it.
Especially Han Yu’s second suggestion had them eager to try. If they truly returned the three crippled Heart Demons, it might just drive the other side mad!
"In that case, wait a mont for ."
The old Daoist, face full of smiles, gave instructions to the group before once more flying back to the mountaintop.
But before leaving, he sent each mber a aningful glance.
This ti, he decided to keep eleven people behind to watch over Han Yu, as he had been scared witless, fearing that he might accidentally cause so life-threatening incident again.
After all, Earth Escape had already happened; if he tried sothing as reckless as flying to the heavens...
Tsk tsk! I’m not stupid.
Knowing there’ll be casualties, how could I allow it?
Han Yu seed to understand the expressions of the Celestial Dao Sect mbers and couldn’t help but roll his eyes...
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