Chapter 560: Chapter 503: Fancy Escape
After the Artifact Spirit’s swaying, Ping finally produced some lazy movements.
And even those movements seemed somewhat perfunctory.
Mist suddenly spewed from the bottle’s mouth, and moments later, a cloud of mist emerged and hovered within the Sea of Consciousness.
And then, there was nothing else.
"Really, is that it?"
Han Yu was dumbfounded. What use could such a puff of mist serve?
The Artifact Spirit was also dumbfounded. I mean, with such intense fighting outside, what use is a little mist?
Xin Zui, Xinyin, and Wuyin each had their own thoughts. Every move they made hinted at covert struggles.
Though beneficial for Han Yu, as the power of the three parties intensified, Han Yu found himself suffering in the midst of it.
The Light Fixing Skill, now more than mere tracking, sliced through like a sharp blade, aimed to destroy him.
Xinyin’s Star Plucking Hand was no longer uncertain; a giant azure hand extended out, continually slapping down at Han Yu like a ball.
As for Wuyin, the old schemer, he was the one who struck the hardest from beginning to end.
The mist from the Glazed Bottle has a single purpose, used for evasion whenever it appears...
"Evasion!"
Both Han Yu and the Artifact Spirit’s eyes lit up. Could the bottle actually help them temporarily evade the gaze of these three old monsters?
"Hurry up and use it!"
Han Yu urged the Artifact Spirit, but the Artifact Spirit shrugged helplessly, "I can’t make it work!"
Fuck!
The item is there, but it can’t be used.
"Could it be that using it now would be in vain, which is why it remains inactive?"
The Artifact Spirit suddenly said, hurriedly.
Even if Han Yu managed to hide under these old monsters’ noses, he would likely be forced out in the next moment.
Han Yu pondered similarly; if that’s the case, wouldn’t he have to find a way to mislead them before the bottle could truly act?
And then seize the best moment right under these old codgers’ noses.
Relying on the Artifact Spirit alone is clearly impossible; it’s up to himself.
"Do you think the Heaven and Earth Four Division Skill of Split Soul is effective?"
Han Yu asked, leaving the Artifact Spirit stunned.
The Artifact Spirit wasn’t sure if the signature skill of Split Soul would work, but Han Yu definitely couldn’t learn it.
"Perhaps not."
Han Yu remarked.
Sailing swiftly through the sea, constantly dodging and maneuvering, Han Yu’s figure suddenly burst into a great blaze under the slapping of giant palms and incessant tracking of the Light Fixing Skill.
It looked like a dazzling sun, with tremendous momentum.
"Break!"
Upon seeing this, Wuyin raised his hand to unleash the Sound Domain to attack.
Just as he did, a series of dragon roars erupted from the sun, accompanied by urgent shrieks.
Eighteen Cyan Dragons charged outward simultaneously in all directions.
And within the sun, Han Yu’s trace was already lost.
"The person is hiding within the Fire Dragon."
Xin Zui first attacked, using the Light Fixing Skill to target a few directions.
Xinyin traversed the void, using the Star Plucking Hand to scatter a few dragons before they could react.
"Scatter!"
Wuyin’s Sound Domain blocked one of the directions, obliterating any Cyan Dragon that entered without a trace.
With only six Cyan Dragons left, they all blossomed with white light simultaneously, each splitting into eighteen White Dragons.
In the blink of an eye, the eighteen White Dragons formed and once again scattered in various directions.
In less than ten miles, from Cyan Dragons to White Dragons, from White Dragons to Fire Lotus, the derivatives of the Fire Series Divine Techniques were ultimately all annihilated.
Yet, the faces of the three old men showed no joy, instead, they appeared absolutely livid.
Han Yu was gone!
None of these things bore his trace, and a living person vanished right under their eyes, which was absolutely absurd.
The doctor and Gu Feng, who had quickly caught up, were also dumbfounded. What’s going on?
Han Yu escaped?
How could this be?
Someone actually managed to walk away right under the eyes of these three, which seemed utterly preposterous.
But the empty void felt like a slap in the faces of the three old men, painful, extremely painful.
What a pity Split Soul wasn’t present; otherwise, he might have once again ridiculed, "Screwed up, huh?"
But Split Soul had no time for that.
Because the unlucky Liu Zongyuan had indeed been found by him, and the following problem was also right in front of him.
Having secretly made a shady deal with the elder, by actually doing this, it was like stepping another foot onto a path of no return.
This was beyond just betraying the Holy Sect.
By saving someone from the Celestial Dao Sect, it was tantamount to betrayal, actually pushing himself to a dead end.
This half-dead kid in his hands, his life hung by a thread determined by Split Soul, while the constant flow of memories reminded him that on the other side of the sea, three of his own "lives" were just as precarious, all held by the elder.
Liu Zongyuan seemed to sense the strong murderous intent, shivering involuntarily, and opened his eyes weakly.
Upon opening his eyes, he was startled; a twisted face loomed right in front of him, horrific in every way.
"I don’t know if it’s your misfortune or mine."
Split Soul remarked bitterly, looking at Liu Zongyuan.
The two had fought countless times inside and out of this sea region and never would have thought that one day he would save this guy.
Liu Zongyuan never imagined finding himself in Split Soul’s hands.
"Kill me if you want!"
No nonsense from him. As lifelong enemies, having been caught, he was ready to die.
But Split Soul didn’t strike; instead, he spirited him away in a certain direction.
"Let’s be clear: I’ll take you to meet your pack of mad dogs now. However, if we run into people from my side halfway, I’ll kill you without hesitation, don’t drag me down."
Split Soul suddenly said.
Liu Zongyuan pondered over those words, and it took him a while before his eyes widened.
This shameless rascal wanted to save him?
Soon he connected the dots to the three controlled avatars, understanding quickly.
"Fine!"
Liu Zongyuan nodded weakly. This was already a boon; who would want to die if there’s a chance to live?
He weakly tilted his head to look around but saw no trace of Han Yu.
"Where’s that guy?"
Split Soul knew he meant Han Yu, grinning sinisterly, "Still being hunted!"
Being chased for so long?
Liu Zongyuan felt a bizarre sense of bewilderment after his initial daze.
"Can’t you settle him?"
Split Soul remained silent, for it was possible, but the three old coots insisted on competing.
With Han Yu’s unyielding momentum, giving him the slightest chance could very well lead to those three old fools screwing up!
Elsewhere.
Han Yu quietly submerged under the sea, while the Artifact Spirit praised him incessantly from within the Sea of Consciousness.
"Played beautifully."
From the very first split of the Cyan Dragons, this guy was already hidden within the blaze, completing the mist concealment, with subsequent Cyan Dragons evading, White Dragons splitting again, and the lotus turning into starfire all as diversions.
Beautifully executed.
The three old fools chased the Divine Technique for ten full miles.
Han Yu’s Divine Technique was too deceptive, who would’ve thought his Sea of Consciousness was so eerie, enabling him to control the Divine Techniques over such a vast distance.
"What a pity."
Han Yu still felt a bit regretful; the eighteen Cyan Dragons weren’t his energy limit but the limit to his precise control.
Ten miles was also the maximum separation distance for the Divine Technique.
If it wasn’t for this, Han Yu was confident he could have led the three old ghosts even further away.
Just ten miles wasn’t necessarily safe.
Thus, he dared not surface from the water from start to finish...
