Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 701: Chapter 644: Stirring the Sea of Blood

"Don’t be impulsive!"

The Artifact Spirit frantically shook the bottle, causing waves of turmoil in the Sea of Consciousness.

Han Yu merely glanced at the ruins, veins bulging with rage.

Beneath the broken walls and debris, no figures could be seen; everything had been buried.

The Artifact Spirit was truly frightened; the other side didn’t notice the Taoist being chased like a grandson being beaten.

This kind of opponent dares to be reckless?

Even if he wants to die, this isn’t the way.

"You can bully someone at the Initial Realm, and it’s not a problem to beat an Entering the Dao cultivator, but you’re not even clear about Walking the Dao cultivators now!"

Even Lei Wang and the others couldn’t win, let alone against such a terrifying cultivator.

"But... he killed my cousin!"

Han Yu gritted his teeth; his friends weren’t many, and Mo Xiuwen was definitely one of his closest.

They met in humble beginnings, and had faced life and death together numerous times.

Especially with the Fire Spirit issue; Mo Xiuwen had personally crafted the mechanism for him.

Not only the Fire Spirit, but the Wood Spirit also relied on Mo Xiuwen’s mechanism for sufficient energy.

"Tell me, how can I... not act impulsively!"

Han Yu enunciated, his enormous rage transforming into Divine Techniques, likened to a blazing sun in the sky.

Ha~

A phoenix’s cry soared into the sky, with the Fire Phoenix emerging from the blazing sun.

The massive figure hovered in the heavens!

An image resembling giant sycamore wood suddenly appeared!

Phoenix Perching on Sycamore!

The Dharma Aspect appeared, as the Fire Phoenix, its body engulfed in flames, became lifelike, each blazing feather distinct.

In the Sea of Consciousness, the Five Elements realm also underwent tremendous upheaval, with flames spreading through the dense forest, threatening to consume everything.

Han Yu’s most direct feeling was intense burning pain spreading through his body, as if the power from the Sea of Consciousness was boiling.

Uncontrollable!

Alas! This time it’s even more out of control than the last.

The Artifact Spirit gritted its teeth in anger; it was already extremely dangerous, and the addition of a new Divine Technique would only worsen the imbalance.

"Release it quickly!"

Almost as the Artifact Spirit blurted out!

Ha~ Ha~

The Fire Phoenix soared upwards, its cry resounding through the skies.

Dharma Aspect, Phoenix Dances in the Nine Heavens!

This momentum also disturbed the two in battle.

To call it a battle is incorrect; it was more like the Taoist being beaten senseless.

His robe was tattered, exposing white goosebumps, looking quite pitiful.

However, the nearby phenomenon granted him a moment’s respite.

He turned his head to see Han Yu spiraling gracefully in the sky.

Where did this kid learn the Dharma Aspect?

How is it so fierce like fire? No, this is truly a Dharma Aspect formed by the Divine Fire.

Watching the Fire Phoenix as it suddenly appeared, the Taoist’s face was astonished, incredibly watching it charge into the sea of blood.

Like boiling oil poured into a raging fire, the phoenix’s shadow darted, stirring the bloody sea.

"Seeking death!"

Meng Yun first appeared astonished, then sneered coldly.

The sea of blood that melts the soul and corrodes the bones is not so easily breached.

Within moments, this bizarre creature would cease to exist.

But as one moment passed, Meng Yun’s expression grew complex, the sea of blood still roiling.

As another moment passed, the turbulent sea of blood grew ever more violent.

The next moment, a phoenix’s cry resonated through the clouds.

From the sea of blood emerged a massive figure.

Meng Yun was stunned; someone had truly survived his sea of blood!

Han Yu’s actual state wasn’t much better, as the pressure from battling within the sea of blood shouldn’t have been something he could withstand at the moment.

To barely fight from the periphery into the sea of blood was already extremely difficult, suggesting the opponent’s immense strength.

"I’ll help you break the sea of blood, and together we’ll kill him."

Han Yu gritted his teeth and called out, shocking the Taoist.

"Wait..."

The Taoist wanted to stop him, but didn’t he see he himself could barely protect himself?

Han Yu naturally knew the Taoist was barely hanging on; he too couldn’t defeat the opponent.

But if the Taoist wanted to survive, he had no choice but to join forces with him.

The Fire Phoenix’s aura suddenly intensified, even holding back the encroaching sea of blood, locking it in place.

The Taoist gritted his teeth; Han Yu was right, if he wanted to protect himself, joining forces was necessary.

"Fall within seven steps."

"In twenty breaths, the pain in the abdomen will become unbearable."

"In ten breaths, you won’t be able to see me."

With a decree of the heavens in his mouth, the old Taoist instantly vanished from the spot. Meng Yun had just started to make a move when a sharp pain erupted in his abdomen.

The next moment, a sense of crisis appeared behind Meng Yun. As he reacted, he found the old Taoist supporting Xu Yue, gathering a whole body of Sword Intent into a single force.

Sea of Blood Netherworld!

Suddenly, the ten-mile Sea of Blood turned into a roaring wave, seeking to engulf everything.

"Stop!"

The voice belonged to Han Yu, as the massive Fire Phoenix spread its wings wide, standing amidst the Sea of Blood, forcibly holding back the raging waves.

Meng Yun temporarily lost the blessing of the Sea of Blood and had to rely on his own strength to withstand it.

The Ghostly Realm of Netherworld suddenly appeared, overlapping with the Sea of Blood, as chilling shadows transformed into a sky full of darkness merging with Xu Yue.

This moment was beautiful to the extreme.

Like the moon hanging among the stars on a curtain, yet also as tragic as it gets!

With a tremendous explosion, countless Sword Intent shredded within the ten-mile area as the massive aftershock burst open.

The old Taoist was the first to be blown away, disheveled and ragged, with a large dent on his chest.

Meng Yun’s green robe was also shattered, but he fared slightly better compared to the old Taoist, with only blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.

The old woman’s makeup was gone, her ruined face terrifyingly dreadful.

Han Yu was the third to be injured, as he had already used all his strength to hold back the Sea of Blood, and now had no power left to counter the collapsing aftershock.

Boom!

The colossal Phoenix image disintegrated with a thunderous crash, leaving only Han Yu’s weary figure in the void.

If it had dispersed when he needed it, he might have laughed for a while.

But at such a life-and-death moment, this extreme power was needed.

The Artifact Spirit kept cursing, as it tried to intervene in a battle between two powerful beings.

Now that it neither could fight nor flee.

With no Dharma Aspect to counterbalance, the Sea of Blood began to surge again, its crimson current overwhelmingly turbulent, with just one wave sufficient to sweep Han Yu into it.

In the scarlet ocean, waves of bone-scraping pain constantly swept through.

It was just like being carved by a thousand knives, as lines of blood split open from everywhere on his body, seeping streams of fresh blood.

At this moment, Han Yu grimaced with pain.

He wanted to break through, but the surrounding space was incredibly viscous, firmly trapping him.

"What to do?"

Han Yu was at a loss, forced to ask while gritting his teeth.

"Think of something yourself!"

The Artifact Spirit retorted gruffly, yet it was more anxious than him.

All along, it was only responsible for the West River Pill and sensing, mainly providing companionship.

When it came to fighting, wasn’t it always Han Yu who came up with solutions?

If it were to offer ideas, Han Yu’s Divine Techniques might not become so far-fetched, would they?

As the person and spirit groped around blindly, strands of fierce fire spontaneously emerged from around Han Yu.

"The augmentation of Wood Divine Power has not stopped!"

The Artifact Spirit suddenly shouted in surprise.

Han Yu froze for a moment, realizing that the power in his Sea of Consciousness was indeed continuously being consumed.

In other words, could it be that the Dharma Aspect could not interrupt it?

Was this a blessing or a curse?

The transformation in the next moment confirmed their suspicion, as raging fire once again engulfed Han Yu.

An embryonic form was constantly being born.

In the fire, the Fire Phoenix made a comeback, its momentum gradually growing.

The Dharma Aspect achieved rebirth!

"This guy..."

The old Taoist was dumbfounded, unable to believe such resilience. Should it be said that his body was tyrannical, or that his Dharma Aspect was strong? To withstand the erosion of a Divine Dao Realm Dharma Aspect.

Once again, the Sea of Blood was pinned down by Han Yu.

Meng Yun nearly choked with frustration; where did this damned brat come from? It was impossible for the Celestial Dao Sect to have such a cultivator!

Could he be a native of the Central Continent?

How could that be!

If that were the case, he’d rather believe it was someone nurtured by the Celestial Dao Sect.

"Die for me!"

This time he directly abandoned targeting the old Taoist and aimed straight for Han Yu.

This troublemaker here, who could even interfere with his Dharma Aspect, had to die!

The old Taoist couldn’t possibly allow him to strike, also charging forth with a vast galaxy.

The two clashed around the Fire Phoenix, causing the world to tremble, almost making Han Yu cough up blood.

"Fall within seven steps!"

The old Taoist, with a celestial body in one hand, proclaimed a heavenly decree.