Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Yi Hong had never felt such pain before; a force pierced through his flesh directly into the Divine Spring, then he barely managed to expel it from his body, causing a deafening explosion.

Beyond that, his face caved in again as a massive fist landed.

Does he have to hit the face?

Yi Hong grimaced in pain, struggling desperately but unable to escape the other’s grip.

”Why don’t you use your Divine Techniques?”

He shouted in frustration.

Han Yu looked at him like he was an idiot. Use Divine Techniques? And let you borrow strength from them?

Without strength to borrow, it might be okay, but Han Yu’s physical power was so swift that Yi Hong could only endure seventy to eighty percent, able to deflect only twenty to thirty percent.

Now he was barely holding on, truly proving Gu Feng’s words; he relied entirely on himself to take the beating.

After enduring three punches, Yi Hong, amidst the pain, went mad and gathered all his Spiritual Power, ready to fight to the end.

”Come on, make your move.”

Han Yu said with a smile, at such close range, it was a test to see whose body could withstand the impact.

Clearly, his most prideful trait was his physical body.

Evidently, Yi Hong realized late as well, the scenes of the previous bombardment still vivid.

Finally, he gave up, realizing he didn’t dare to unleash it.

”Then behave and disperse it!”

Han Yu grinned and changed his expression, then struck suddenly.

Good news, he wasn’t punching the face now.

Bad news, he couldn’t hold on.

That punch hit his chest with full force, with a loud thud, visible collapse, foam spraying from the corners of his mouth, along with the dignity of a Cultivator in the Divine Platform Realm, all shattered together.

”Away with you!”

With a hook and a flick, Han Yu’s blinding speed hadn’t even let the pain register before Yi Hong, on the brink of consciousness, widened his eyes in disbelief before completely fainting.

”Still one short!”

After dealing with Yi Hong, Han Yu looked towards the horizon, suddenly feeling distressed.

”You’ve wasted quite a bit of time, your hope of catching all three might fall short.”

Artifact Spirit shook its head, hoping to sober Han Yu, having spent considerable time on Yi Hong, and besides, they didn’t know what trick the last person played, their speed suddenly increased significantly.

”By now, he has probably entered the sea domain.”

Once in the sea domain, diving deeper into the Endless Sea Domain, Han Yu would have no way to find him.

...

Indeed, just as Artifact Spirit predicted, Gu Feng was indeed underwater at the moment.

He had just entered the Endless Sea and immediately dived into the seabed as if familiar with it.

This routine in the Endless Sea Domain had never failed him, a foolproof escape method.

However, his luck wasn’t great; relying on the constant burning of Spiritual Power by the Drunken Immortal Brew, he had to maintain a high-speed flight state.

But after flying less than ten miles, the commotion underwater was even greater than the one he caused by flying.

Underwater currents intensified, soon forming a whirlpool seemingly ready to swallow him whole.

Soon, a giant whale surfaced from the depths, its massive tail fin swinging swiftly, covering a mile in just a few blinks.

It’s that damned doctor.

Gu Feng gritted his teeth in anger, which was part of his expectation too.

The doctor they intercepted wasn’t a good sort, and there was no way he would let them have their way.

The greatest possibility was waiting to reap the benefits, which suited this guy’s character.

”Come out!”

Seeing the whale, Gu Feng couldn’t help but shout.

Sure enough, as soon as he spoke, the entire seabed became bustling.

Soon, giant octopuses, massive tiger sharks, and terrifyingly bodied whales gathered, instantly surrounding him tight.

Then came the doctor’s figure, leisurely standing on a tiger shark’s head, swiftly approaching as it carried him.

As they met face to face, Gu Feng gritted his teeth, the doctor looking surprisingly weird.

Their expressions varied, creating an unspeakably strange atmosphere.

Especially when the doctor insensitively asked a question that made Gu Feng almost jump with rage.

”Why have you returned empty-handed?”

Gu Feng, nearly exploding with anger, momentarily couldn’t help but act, loudly questioning, ”You dare to ask, isn’t this exactly what you wanted?”

The doctor froze!

That’s not what he wanted!

He wanted them humiliated, but at least to bring someone back!

Then he would swagger out, intercept everyone’s success, and leave grandly, that was his plan.

”Wait, where are Yi Hong and Wen Xiong?”

The doctor also noticed something amiss, not only did Gu Feng return empty-handed, they had delayed a moment, and the other two’s presence was unseen.

At this point, he sensed something was wrong, hurriedly inquiring.

”How dare you ask?”

Gu Feng sneered to speak, if it wasn’t for the doctor’s vague plan, how could the three of them suffer such a big loss?

”Wen Xiong and Yi Hong heroically covered my retreat, doctor, your maneuvers to kill with a borrowed knife are indeed brilliant, but if colluding with outsiders leads to harming Holy Sect members, what will you do when it’s exposed?”

Gu Feng kept his cool as he beautified his escape, accusing the other of a huge wrongdoing.

The doctor’s face shifted; Yi Hong and Wen Xiong all fallen, only one escaping? Impossible, the peddler never said the opponent was that strong.

He quickly realized, just like he withheld information from the three, the peddler must have done the same to him.

”Damn peddler, even in death you have to mess with me.”

The doctor cursed, his face showing strange disbelief as he looked back at Gu Feng.

In other words, if it weren’t for these three fools, he’d be the one landing, and all his assets were in the sea. If he landed, half his strength would be wasted, and encountering Han Yu...

The doctor was startled, so, these three saved him from a disaster.

But Gu Feng clearly didn’t think so, or rather, he insisted on pinning this blame.

”We’ll see!”

He intended to appeal to the Three Halls, without Yi Hong and Wen Xiong, he had no chance of outdoing them; he might as well flip the table.

With the lingering effects of the Drunken Immortal Brew, he had enough confidence that the doctor couldn’t stop him unless there was a fatal strike.

No one dared to strike fatally, and this was Gu Feng’s greatest assurance; fighting was fine, fratricide was a major taboo in the Holy Sect, if the doctor acted, there was no explaining it.

The doctor obviously realized this, his face changed, already guessing what Gu Feng intended, hurriedly urging the tiger shark to chase after him.

”Wait a minute, let’s talk this out first...”

...

After cleaning up the site, Han Yu simply carried Yi Hong, then went to the nook of the mountain to find the life-or-death uncertain Wen Xiong.

”How about using that Daoist to make up the number?”

Artifact Spirit had a sudden idea, wasn’t there a half-dead Liu Zongyuan!

The guy had gone all out on himself, definitely starting with serious injuries at the very least.

”Before he dies, make some use of him.”

Artifact Spirit cheerfully found an excuse.

But when Han Yu returned to the original spot with some interest, Liu Zongyuan was gone.

This was somewhat strange. Where did he go?

”Could someone have picked him up?”

Artifact Spirit rubbed its chin, speculating.

Who the heck would be bored enough to pick up a burden as big as that?