Chapter 571: Chapter 514: We Agreed Not to Go Up the Mountain, and You Used Earth Escape Instead?
"Will it be alright to leave the youngest one alone?"
When the eleven figures flew down one by one in front of the terrace, one of the Daoists spoke up, still feeling uneasy.
Liu Zongyuan stayed behind not just to accompany Han Yu, but to keep an eye on him.
But judging by Han Yu’s displayed abilities, Liu Zongyuan might not be able to stop him.
"No problem, just guard here, I’ll be back soon."
The old Daoist turned back to instruct the group, then looked up at the large hall ahead and hurried inside.
At the foot of the mountain, Han Yu was idly bickering with the Artifact Spirit.
"This place reveals unusual vibes everywhere; I fear the secrets won’t be small either."
The Artifact Spirit wore a solemn expression, especially after arriving here, as everything seemed different from the outside world, making it feel constantly uneasy about the peculiarity of the place.
"How about we find an opportunity to sneak up?"
Han Yu’s restless heart was eager to act, but it was quickly suppressed by the Artifact Spirit.
"In a strange environment, let’s not court death!"
Fearing that Han Yu would act recklessly, the Artifact Spirit quickly persuaded him.
There was no exit before or after this place; it would be disastrous if he acted recklessly only to find nowhere to escape.
Liu Zongyuan looked at Han Yu, who remained silent, and dryly tried to start a conversation.
"There are rules here; outsiders are not allowed to enter the main hall, I hope you understand, young friend."
"Oh?"
Han Yu came to his senses and realized Liu Zongyuan was talking to him.
He promptly followed up with a question, "Is this your Sect’s true location?"
After all, only such a hidden place aligns with the Celestial Dao Sect’s style of lying dormant over the ages, unknown to the world!
Looking from this angle, the Yama Hall should probably have such a place too.
Liu Zongyuan simply gave a dry laugh and did not answer.
This was what Han Yu disliked; it was bad enough that he kept secrets, but he always helped a little and then withheld more, truly exasperating.
If there’s a chance, I ought to throw you into the sea to feed the fish.
Compared to him, the divided spirit was much more amiable; at least one could ask it something.
"I can’t go up the mountain, but can I take a stroll around the foot?"
Han Yu glanced at the vast area spanning a few miles and asked aloud.
Liu Zongyuan hesitated for a moment. The grand master... or the old Daoist, he seemed to only forbid Han Yu from going up the mountain, but said nothing about the foot.
"Alright! Just don’t touch the fog, you can wander around as you please."
Eventually, Liu Zongyuan nodded in agreement, but as soon as Han Yu moved, he immediately followed behind.
Initially following Han Yu, he didn’t show any unusual behavior, merely walking aimlessly.
But the further he followed, the more Liu Zongyuan sensed something amiss.
With Han Yu’s enhanced body strength, his pace started to pick up unexpectedly.
After a hundred steps, he was almost flying, causing Liu Zongyuan increasing discomfort, forcing him to summon his Green Leaf Spiritual Treasure to keep up.
"Is this guy playing tricks?"
Worried, Liu Zongyuan muttered to himself.
He was left behind not only to accompany him but also to prevent him from going up the mountain due to excessive curiosity.
If Han Yu broke the rules and went up, it would certainly be a messy situation.
So he loudly called from behind, "Young friend, maybe you should stop wandering?"
Han Yu had nearly finished exploring; it was such a small place, he had almost covered the empty area just by lifting his legs, of course, he dared not touch the foggy parts.
"This is something not to be reckless with; who knows what would happen if touched?"
Fearing Han Yu would foolishly reach out or step to test it, the Artifact Spirit kept a close watch on him.
"This thing shouldn’t be meddled with unless you’re tossing a living person in to hear the sound."
Han Yu found sense in those words, moving his gaze from the fog’s location several times, nearly scaring Liu Zongyuan out of his wits.
"Seriously, you shouldn’t wander, young friend, it makes me uneasy,"
At this moment, Liu Zongyuan wished he could slap himself; what was he thinking agreeing to this? Wouldn’t staying put be better than seeking this trouble?
"Rest assured, senior, I’m very disciplined, I won’t go up the mountain,"
Seeing the nervous look on the other’s face, Han Yu quickly offered some reassurances.
Look how scared he is, he’s not yet fully healed, hopefully not frightened further to the point of pinning the blame on me.
Liu Zongyuan forced out a few smiles, finally calming down a bit, but in the very next moment, Han Yu’s actions turned him pale...
The old Daoist walked alone into the main hall, vast and empty, with only the lingering sound of footsteps echoing.
The pillars on either side were carved with bizarre patterns, resembling human figures, then letters, and with a third look, they seemed like paintings...
After a hundred steps, there was a row of altars in sight, with nothing on them, only a solitary incense burner and a handful of ash.
The old Daoist stepped forward, found the most cornered altar table, took out three incense sticks from it, inserted them into the incense burner, and he lightly floated up onto the altar.
Soon, the incense ignited without flame, and the old Daoist sat cross-legged, eyes closed, like a deity enshrined by the people.
The incense wafted continuously, lingering around the old Daoist when a deep voice suddenly emerged.
"Chased off by the Yama Hall again?"
The voice carried neither joy nor sorrow, its origin unclear, yet it echoed through the hall.
The old Daoist quickly opened his eyes and spoke hastily, "Greetings, Venerable Envoy..."
"No need for formalities; you can’t perform a ceremony while sitting on the altar."
The voice interrupted the old Daoist directly, then instructed, "Speak your business!"
Only then did the old Daoist narrate the events of recent times.
"You mean the Yama Hall is down to just five people?"
The voice sounded strange, followed by a burst of laughter.
"You’ve really excelled."
The old Daoist blushed; it wasn’t that at all, just a peddler they dealt with as twelve people in unison, nothing to do with the other four.
"It wasn’t us who did it..."
The old Daoist briefly recounted Han Yu’s situation, which left the voice in prolonged silence until it hesitated to speak.
"Strange!"
The old Daoist’s expression was fascinating; even this person found Han Yu peculiar?
"Is the person at the foot of the mountain?"
The voice’s tone suddenly turned bizarre.
"Yes."
The old Daoist marveled inwardly, realizing the ability to sense even at the mountain’s foot.
"Haha, an interesting little devil, he’s used Earth Escape at the mountain’s foot..."
As the hearty laughter echoed, the old Daoist’s face turned pale...
...
Watching Han Yu disappear right in front of him, Liu Zongyuan too went pale, wanting to stop him but being too late.
Insane! Talk about not going up the mountain, and you choose Earth Escape!
What kind of bizarre curiosity drives you to do such reckless things?
Indeed, Han Yu’s curiosity was boundless; since he couldn’t go up the mountain and dared not touch the fog, he suddenly thought of trying out underground escape.
This action not only terrified Liu Zongyuan but also stunned the Artifact Spirit on the spot.
"What are you doing?"
"Going down to see, maybe there’s something below..."
