Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Haha～Tsk!

When a crisp and familiar voice rang out, Han Yu was overjoyed. The Pill had suddenly produced pills; could it be trying to help him out of the situation?

After all, the pills were just produced today, there was no reason to give more.

But when he entered the Sea of Consciousness full of joy, his face immediately darkened.

The Sea of Consciousness was empty, not a hair in sight, apart from the peaceful Pill and the pouting Artifact Spirit. It was the one who had spoken.

”What are you doing?”

Han Yu asked irritably.

The Artifact Spirit spat innocently once more before saying, ”You can’t be relied on again, I can only try to spit out pills to save myself.”

Such an inspiring Artifact Spirit rendered him speechless in criticism.

”You’re doomed, the opponent is determined.”

While the Artifact Spirit was speaking, the peddler had already leisurely walked out from the small forest, but the soul fragment was nowhere to be seen.

But soon, the figure of the soul fragment emerged from another place, even with a change of clothes.

Han Yu seemed to think of some terrifying scene and felt his hair stand on end.

The Artifact Spirit also seemed to notice the change of clothes after the soul fragment entered the small forest, and reminded with a strange expression, ”That guy seemed to praise your sturdy body, do you think it could be?”

Han Yu’s face turned extremely unsightly, and at this moment, his desire to survive was stronger than ever.

”How did you get here so quickly?”

The peddler rolled his eyes at him, having just finished dealing with a previous clone and rushing over so quickly again, fearing he would suffer a loss if he enjoyed the secrets alone.

”Isn’t it good to be fast?”

The soul fragment smiled awkwardly. From the moment the previous clone agreed to go into the small forest to die, he was already on his way here.

He indeed did not trust the peddler, and if he’s not present, whatever is obtained would be solely dependent on his word.

Listening vaguely to the conversation, Han Yu’s face instantly turned ashen.

Too damn perverted, finishing it off and then discussing it.

The two outside seemed to have reached some new agreement, and soon they had each gone their separate ways.

Not long after, a shadow blocked out the sun and slowly descended, and a sacrificial altar that Han Yu was all too familiar with was slowly lowered by the peddler.

Damn! What does he want to do?

Han Yu had a faint bad premonition, although it was called a sacrificial altar, he had never seen them use it for orthodox ceremonies, more often for various imprisonments.

For instance, imprisoning Divine Techniques, imprisoning the Fire Spirit, or imprisoning the White Tiger!

So, he certainly didn’t think these two were planning to offer him up.

What was even worse was the soul fragment that followed, carrying a Great Cauldron that took up half the size of the altar.

His Great Cauldron was naturally not for making soup.

After the soul fragment set the Great Cauldron down, the peddler made a simple hand gesture, and suddenly, the entire island trembled in every corner, and stone pillars broke through the ground, converging densely like a torrential rain into the sky before rustling downwards.

Boom boom boom!

The dense sound continued, and soon the entire clearing was filled.

Damn! Han Yu had never seen such grandeur, and none of the sacrificial altars he had encountered so far had received this kind of treatment.

This was too flattering!

He didn’t know whether to feel proud or despairing.

”Rise!”

In the next moment, the peddler pointed distantly at the frozen land, and Han Yu was swiftly taken away, flying towards the altar.

”Go!”

He only felt a colossal push from the ice layer behind, instantly detaching the ice sculpture from the ground, and simultaneously losing the suppression of those sixty-four auras.

Han Yu reacted extremely fast, and the moment his body could move, he shook all over, and the massive ice sculpture quickly exploded.

”Go!”

The Artifact Spirit also shouted loudly.

Finally, there was an opportunity...

It stared slack-jawed at the land a mile above Han Yu’s head, it was already too late to warn.

The opponent wasn’t being careless, the road was sealed tight.

Boom!

The moment Han Yu broke free from his confinement, he turned around trying to escape, but didn’t expect the opponent to react even faster.

The massive land crashed down towards his head, instantly shattering into pieces.

Headstrong, Han Yu grimaced, holding his aching head as he fell straight down, accidentally landing right into the Great Cauldron.

Unwilling to accept this, he pushed against the Great Cauldron intending to get out, but the chains extending from the four enormous Dragon Capturing Pillars moved as if alive, constantly reaching out to entangle him.

Han Yu tried to unleash a Cyan Dragon to blow up the altar, but unexpectedly, a chain directly pierced through the Fire Dragon and locked his left hand before he could react.

Explode for me!

After waiting for a while, nothing happened. When Han Yu realized, he found that the Divine Techniques’ energy had been entirely absorbed by the Great Cauldron.

He had forgotten this, the Great Cauldron could still absorb Divine Techniques’ energy!

Without hesitation, he changed tactics, fiercely pulling at the chains, trying to use his physical strength to destroy both the pillars and chains!

The imagined scene of chains breaking and pillars collapsing did not occur; instead, Han Yu was horrified to discover that his strength was reduced by ninety percent under such force.

Then, seven additional chains climbed towards him, wriggling like silver snakes, furiously darting towards Han Yu’s limbs.

Through skillful dodging, he managed to avoid them each time, yet the chain-formed encirclement around him grew tighter and tighter.

Before long, a cage woven from chains encircled the altar and began contracting relentlessly, directly binding Han Yu tightly. When the cage opened up again, his limbs were already securely bound.

This damn...

Han Yu felt like crying but had no tears, why so many damn tricks!

”Four Corners Sealed, Heaven and Earth Isolated!”

The peddler gestured a hand seal with one hand while marking in the air with the other, proudly pronouncing the Imperial Decree!

Instantly, all the stone pillars emitted a gleaming light, and countless runes shone brightly.

But Han Yu could feel far more than just these; as thousands of runes lit up, a mighty, burdensome force seemed to fill the entire altar.

This power was like an immeasurable weight pressing down from above the altar. When Han Yu first encountered this force, he only felt a tightness in his chest, almost rendering him breathless.

And it was far from over; at this moment, it felt as if he was carrying a great mountain, that overwhelming pressure was gradually bending his spine. Now less than ever, he could resist, moving even a little was impossible.

In desperation, he could only retreat entirely into the Great Cauldron, because inside the Great Cauldron was precisely where this force could not reach.

After a moment, Han Yu poked his head out from the Great Cauldron, with his hands and feet bound, suffering the same fate as the Divine Techniques’ creatures he had seen.

Having completed all this, the peddler clapped his hands with a smile.

”I advise you not to make futile struggles; this altar is nothing like those worthless ones you’ve seen. The more you struggle, the stronger its suppressive power will be. When you can’t hold on any longer, I’m afraid you won’t even have the chance to crawl back into the cauldron.”