Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 676: Chapter 618: Lei Wang’s Downfall

The battlefield among the ten people was like a Purgatory of Heaven and Earth Destruction. As both sides launched their attacks, the land for miles around was constantly affected, with a tendency to continue spreading.

The impact caused by each falling star was akin to a small earthquake, while elsewhere, the Ghostly Realm was dissolving everything in its midst.

Lei Wang’s aura surged continuously. Several times, as he fought hard against the stars, he also had to guard against Su Xiaoxiao’s attacks.

The few people with Qiao Po were also having an extremely tough time, as the damned foolish Daoist on the opposing side was surprisingly resilient.

Su Xiaoxiao had the upper hand and pressed the attack relentlessly.

Lei Wang, having lost the initiative, was continuously forced to take hits passively.

"I refuse to believe that you all can hold on forever."

Gripping his Soul Slashing Whip, Lei Wang gritted his teeth in fury. As long as he was cautious, he believed that if the enemy could not succeed after prolonged attacks, a gap would eventually open.

He thought this way until the cry of a phoenix echoed through the world.

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A Dharma Aspect of a Fire Phoenix, a hundred feet long, burst onto the battlefield, heading straight for Qiao Po. It was simply because the old woman had once again summoned her stone bridge.

Qiao Po initially tried to exploit the opportunity to use an old trick to get rid of Wushang Daoist. Unexpectedly, the stone bridge, which connects heaven and earth, collided halfway with the intruding Fire Phoenix.

More absurdly, the stone bridge was blocked again. It was only when Qiao Po saw the looming shadow of a giant tree behind the Fire Phoenix that she gritted her teeth.

Again, this meddlesome troublemaker.

After blocking Qiao Po’s stone bridge, the Fire Phoenix hovered in the air, its vermilion feathers falling continuously like heavenly fire descending on the world, casting darting shadows that fiercely rushed toward the Ghostly Realm of four people.

"Courting death!"

The four of them laughed angrily together; an indigenous kid dared to strike at them, and immediately, mountains of blades and cauldrons of oil of the Nether River surged forth.

When the mountain of blades fell, it directly shook the Fire Phoenix violently, and the inverted cauldron pressed down as well. Meanwhile, the surge of the Nether River with water and fire intermingling immediately dimmed the Fire Phoenix.

Han Yu felt like his entire body was about to fall apart, but inside, he was still pleased.

Because it was effective. Just those few strikes showed signs of the Fire Phoenix being shattered, but it was not enough; it required something harsher to break it.

"Why not just find a place to vent? It’s not disgraceful."

Artifact Spirit suddenly regretted suggesting the idea of shattering the Phoenix. With this method, Han Yu had to withstand the impact, and if the Dharma Aspect was broken, it also meant heavy blows for him.

"No need. Within the Dharma Aspect, it seems I can share half the strength."

Han Yu shook his head. Typically, he would have been seriously injured by that previous wave; now, he was just about to fall apart, which was already like a small matter.

Either you beat me, or I beat you.

With this mentality, the phoenix bore the mountains of blades and cauldron, the Nether River ablaze, and he forcefully carved out a path.

The four with Qiao Po changed their expressions simultaneously; it was blocked!

Meanwhile, on Su Xiaoxiao’s side, there was also shock, recognizing Han Yu from the Dharma Aspect, but...

We just went out for a bit and separated, and you’ve progressed so rapidly?

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Han Yu winced at the sound of the Phoenix’s cry, as the Dharma Aspect that was about to collapse seemed rejuvenated and regained strength as if injected with adrenaline.

Most directly, the power in his Sea of Consciousness was nearly half drawn away.

"Like this, we could also deplete the Sea of Consciousness."

Artifact Spirit brightened up, discovering a third method.

The first method was to find people to shatter it; the second was to vent this power. If it couldn’t be vented, then the third evolved, depleting energy.

"This troublesome ability, unless it’s a life-and-death crisis, I’d never dare use it again."

Han Yu was deeply troubled, while Artifact Spirit was startled.

"You and your cursed mouth, don’t you understand the power of negative prophecy? Don’t speak carelessly."

With his unfortunate character, a prophecy could very well come true.

"I refuse to believe I can’t break your Dharma Aspect!"

Bian Zhuang’s child-like face was full of menace, as countless iron chains emerged in the Ghostly Realm, sweeping towards the Phoenix’s shadow, while the others continued to expand the Ghostly Realm.

I refuse to believe you can’t break my Dharma Aspect!

Han Yu gritted his teeth and turned his huge form, spanning the vast sky. The heat waves surged and began to distort the Ghostly Realm.

Willing to attack and willing to receive, the two sides found common ground, almost leaving the four of the Celestial Dao Sect on the sidelines.

"Should we intervene or not?"

Someone couldn’t help but ask.

"Nonsense. If someone is even better at taking hits than Wushang, why wouldn’t we intervene?"

The others’ eyes lit up, and without hesitation, they launched their attacks.

Three... four Star Rivers attacked simultaneously, and even Wushang Daoist was in fine shape, able to return to his senses and make a move.

Inside the Ghostly Realm, Han Yu continued to strike, even starting to counterattack to provoke their aggression.

Vermilion feathers kept peeling off, igniting fire seas mid-air, nearly breaching the Nether River, and threatening the four.

Qiao Po’s group indeed got riled up, unleashing fiercer attacks.

Feeling his entire body in pain, the Dharma Aspect showing signs of collapse, Han Yu was about to sigh in relief when.

Suddenly, four Star Rivers crashed in like uninvited guests, breaking the stalemate.

"No..."

Han Yu shouted loudly, but it was too late, his voice quickly swallowed by the cacophonous booming.

What should have fallen on him was entirely redirected to resist the Celestial Dao Sect.

Han Yu, counting on Qiao Po and them to strike him harshly, instead became part of the fierce battle, his flashes back and forth not only gaining him nothing but causing the Celestial Dao Sect to strike Qiao Po’s group into gasping submission.

Perish then!

Han Yu felt the Fire Divine Power in him stirring more fiercely, his flesh feeling as if roasting in a furnace.

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"It’s over..."

Artifact Spirit also shouted.

Han Yu, resigned, closed his eyes, and as darkness surged like a tide, his Sea of Consciousness dried up completely, leaving no trace of power.

Outside, the hundred-foot Fire Phoenix quietly extinguished, its scorched body plummeting.

"Now’s the time."

The four combined their strengths, as a crescent moon rose from the Star River, exploding resoundingly above Qiao Po and the others, a storm of Sword Intent sweeping them off one by one.

Lei Wang and Su Xiaoxiao were exchanging fierce blows, neither faring well.

Su Xiaoxiao suppressed him with the advantage, wounding him several times, while Lei Wang, with his Soul Slashing Whip, managed to strike back, causing Su Xiaoxiao to wince in pain.

As Qiao Po’s group fell, their life or death uncertain, the crowd changed targets, with four... four and a half attacking one, Lei Wang struggled in the vast starry sea, barely holding on, yet his injuries kept worsening.

Suddenly, a stone bridge shot skyward from below, and he gnashed his teeth in fury. These damned bastards didn’t just survive, but played dead, leaving him alone to face it.

Qiao Po’s group was in a dire state, disheveled and supporting each other as Qiao Po laboriously opened the stone bridge, stumbling and fleeing through it in panic.

Watching the four flee, Lei Wang was driven nearly mad with despair.

Still holding the Soul Slashing Whip, his heart grew desolate; he transformed into lightning and retreated hastily.

Su Xiaoxiao laughed joyfully, "Die!"

He used his own Sword Intent as a guide, like a blade spanning the heavens, the others truly treating him as a weapon, lifting him together and slashing across.

Magnificent Sword Intent pierced the sky, descending directly, and the lightning stood dumbfounded, the overwhelming momentum instantly engulfing the area for miles around...