Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 708: Chapter 651: Fleeing

As a cultivator in the Divine Dao Realm, not among the strongest.

The old daoist had his own pride.

"I absolutely cannot die by the hands of a Walking the Dao cultivator, that’s disgraceful."

Now, this pride was entrusted to Han Yu, so the old daoist’s hands were constantly gripping Han Yu’s neck.

"Hurry, hurry, faster."

"We’re almost there..."

Han Yu’s face remained dark, feeling inadvertently offended.

The streak of light behind him drew closer, even though the power of his physical body had already erupted to its peak.

The whistling wind rushed by, and Han Yu had reached the point of covering three to four miles in a breath.

The old daoist, looking at the situation behind, was extremely anxious.

"Can’t you go any faster?"

Han Yu retorted angrily while running, "I’m only half-recovered myself, what more can I do?"

Despite his words, he still leaped, burst forth with Fire Divine Power, and shot out as a rainbow light.

But this only managed to once again put some distance between them, the group led by Bridge Granny hadn’t used all their techniques yet.

The old daoist was similarly unsatisfied with this speed, gnashing his teeth, "What kind of burst is this, use your hidden skills!"

He couldn’t help but think of the scene when Han Yu transformed into a Dharma Aspect, strong enough for a sure escape.

"Quickly, use your Dharma Aspect."

"You say it so lightly, the cost of bursting is too high."

Han Yu was genuinely fearful, with his old injuries not fully healed, another eruption could be catastrophic—who knew if he could withstand it.

The feeling of being engulfed in blazing fire was like being sliced a thousand times, with no difference.

"Is it really that serious?"

The old daoist clicked his tongue, not disbelieving, but not expecting such a huge disadvantage.

The group behind Bridge Granny pursued closely, and the distance closed relentlessly.

A Divine Dao cultivator without spiritual power was like a toothless tiger.

Who could resist the temptation of killing a Divine Dao powerhouse from the Celestial Dao Sect?

Bridge Granny was even impatiently activating the stone bridge.

A stone bridge that extended across the void continued to reach out, arriving behind Han Yu in the blink of an eye.

"Fall within seven steps!"

The old daoist muttered ominously and pointed behind him.

The group that had just set foot on the stone bridge had expressions of disbelief, falling one after another.

That was close!

Seeing it work, the old daoist finally sighed in relief.

If the opponents had succeeded in getting on the bridge, they could intercept them at any moment.

"Isn’t there another way?"

The old daoist frowned and couldn’t help but release another seven-step fall curse, casually inflicting unbearable stomach pain.

The group behind continually stumbled and floundered in comedic falls and gripping their stomachs.

Han Yu initially thought the old daoist’s move would at least give the opponents a hard time, but it greatly escalated their killing intent.

Well, who wouldn’t harbor hatred after experiencing the old daoist’s moves?

Bridge Granny gritted her teeth, how many times had she failed to intercept them with the stone bridge.

That damn paper tiger, no one would have thought it still had such strange techniques after being crippled.

Perhaps the old daoist’s tricks were too underhanded, the group gave up intercepting and turned to attack.

"You all carry me, I’ll intercept."

Bian Zhuang gritted his teeth and spoke.

The sinner understood and picked him up, and now Han Yu was the one with the headache.

A mountain of blades appeared, relentlessly pursuing right behind Han Yu, almost scaring the old daoist half to death.

He wasn’t sure if Han Yu could withstand it if this hit, but he himself surely wouldn’t make it.

"If you really can’t, just burst!"

The old daoist grimaced as he advised.

Han Yu chose to ignore it, figuring that since it wasn’t his life on the line, he could be indifferent.

"Maybe you won’t necessarily die!"

The old daoist continued, and the knife mountain loomed threateningly from nearby, especially the small one, gritting teeth to throw at them even with unbearable pain.

"At this rate, you two certainly can’t hold out for long."

The Artifact Spirit also wore a troubled expression, opposing Han Yu using the Fire and Wood Divine Powers again.

If used, something would surely go wrong.

But if they didn’t use it and continued like this, something would go wrong anyway.

The difference between dying early or late!

"Is there really no way?"

Han Yu naturally understood, and had even secretly prepared a backup move.

Once at a life-and-death juncture, there’s no choice.

Suddenly, the Artifact Spirit’s eyes lit up, there was a way.

"Qi fortune, if you have qi fortune, it can protect you."

This wasn’t its own conjecture; it had happened before.

That time when Han Yu’s physical body broke through and was struck down to just bones, he managed to pull through thanks to the Bottle’s hundreds of years of qi fortune.

The image of reviving from death, flesh reborn over bones, was still vivid.

"Where would I find..."

Han Yu was about to say he didn’t have any qi fortune when he suddenly remembered the old daoist still had forty Inquiry Stones and hadn’t had the chance to give them to him.

He immediately turned to ask, "Do you still have your Inquiry Stones?"

The old daoist launched another round of curses to the rear before turning back to respond.

"Yes..."

Han Yu almost activated his Dharma Aspect, but then the other party suddenly pivoted and gasped.

"In the Mo Family kid’s little workshop."

Probably buried under the ruins by now!

Shit!

Han Yu quickly stilled his restless Sea of Consciousness, nearly cursing out loud.

"At this point, why do you still care about those stones?"

The old daoist knew Han Yu loved the Inquiry Stones, but never expected it to be to such a degree.

It was a matter of life and death, yet he still thought of them!

"It’s exactly because it’s life-and-death that I can’t not care!"

Han Yu smiled bitterly.

If the things weren’t here, it was all for naught.

"Then we just have to risk it; as long as we make it to New City and acquire qi fortune, we’ll be fine."

The Artifact Spirit said with a stern face.

It was the only current option.

Also, they had to bet that half of the Sea of Consciousness’s strength would be enough until then.

Betting it all!

Han Yu gritted his teeth, deciding, then turned to ask again.

"If you gave me those forty stones, could I use them to save my life, would you give them?"

"Given!"

The old daoist didn’t even need to think; if it meant escaping the predicament, mere stones were nothing, why wouldn’t he give them?

Upon receiving the old daoist’s affirmation, Han Yu began accumulating power with his Sea of Consciousness blazing in the Five Element World.

The old daoist first felt a violent energy erupt from Han Yu’s body.

The heat wave nearly set him on fire; if it weren’t for Han Yu diverting power to enshroud him, he probably would have ignited.

Boom!

Next, the old daoist stared blankly as Han Yu ignited like dry wood with enormous Divine Fire.

He, along with everything else, was enveloped in a blazing sun.

A sycamore Dharma Aspect faintly emerged; amidst the blazing sun, a Fire Phoenix soared into the sky, spiraling before landing atop the sycamore.

The next moment, the Fire Phoenix became radiant, its vermilion feathers lifelike.

Caw~

With the first cry of the phoenix, the old daoist felt the surroundings filled with a tumultuous energy capable of destroying everything.

With the second cry, the old daoist nearly leapt off Han Yu’s back.

For at that moment, Han Yu was terrifyingly scalding, his entire body as red as a cooked shrimp.

The heat reached its zenith, his features twisted in pain.

He clung onto Han Yu like clutching a red-hot iron plate, the blistering heat was excruciating.

Looking around in shock, even he was in agony.

The pain Han Yu was enduring was likely unfathomable.

Small wonder he was reluctant to use it.

This torturous Dharma Aspect was best left unused!

"How is he?"

The Artifact Spirit also showed concern for Han Yu’s current state.

"I’m fine."

Teeth clenched, Han Yu nodded.

The pain was secondary; his only worry was whether his body could hold.

"Then let’s hurry."

The Artifact Spirit urged, not daring to delay for even a moment.