Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

The Artifact Spirit hadn’t anticipated many things, much like the old Taoist hadn’t anticipated the situation would evolve like this.

The fact that Meng Yun could use a blood sacrifice curse against him was simply outrageous.

No wonder he said he wouldn’t give me a second chance to escape.

As long as he doesn’t wish to stop, this method continuously drains his vitality to nourish the malice.

The stronger the malice, the more explosive Meng Yun’s abilities become in all aspects.

So, during an unknown number of times within the Celestial Chasm, he was forced out.

He had just stepped in when an eerie and terrifying force struck his shoulder.

He didn’t die, but his shoulder was likely ruined.

The old Taoist stood in mid-air, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and clutching his shoulder, while on the other side, Meng Yun, whose malice had thickened to the extreme, pursued from the Celestial Chasm.

At this moment, he felt somewhat gleeful, especially as he saw the old Taoist approaching his end, letting out a sinister, eerie laugh.

”You will die today!”

The old Taoist pressed on his shoulder, twisted his lips into a trembling sneer, and retorted.

”Today, my luck is through the roof, I won’t die.”

Meng Yun’s face, filled with murderous intent, twisted into a gruesome expression, and a boundless sea of blood suddenly appeared, forming in the next instant.

This time, the bloody tide covered the sky, stretching not just for ten miles but nearly fifteen miles under the convergence of malice.

The whole void turned eerily cold and was laden with endless killing intent.

The old Taoist, who had thought he was fortunate, didn’t expect Meng Yun to pull this move next.

He really doesn’t plan on letting him go!

He couldn’t help but lament, wondering what happened on Han Yu’s side. If he didn’t quickly finish his task and come to support, he feared Meng Yun would beat him to death.

Moreover, seeing Meng Yun’s stance, he doubted he could even hope for a quick death.

Just as the old Taoist was lamenting, movements finally came from the gorge.

That utterly terrifying force even made one’s heart tremble.

Though they were separated by nearly a hundred miles, it still made one’s heart skip a beat.

The old Taoist couldn’t see the specific scene, but just sensing such movements was proof enough that Han Yu succeeded.

Meng Yun’s expression changed drastically. What the old Taoist could sense, he naturally could as well.

In the first instant, his face turned from livid to pale to hideous.

From the old Taoist’s taunts to constantly fleeing, even if he were dumb, he realized the old Taoist was deliberately leading him away.

The consequences of this were unimaginable. The formation’s core was destroyed!

This was absolutely a grave dereliction of duty on his part.

The Holy Sect would certainly impose the harshest penalty on him!

”You deserve to die!”

Meng Yun, eyes bloodshot, roared, and the blood sea churned instantly, even leaving the old Taoist stunned.

Aren’t you going back to check it out?

The first expected scenario was that Meng Yun would turn back to the sacrificial altar.

With a complex expression, the old Taoist realized Meng Yun was determined to see him dead.

Is this the second scenario?

Damn it, Han Yu, hurry, this old man can’t hold on much longer.

The old Taoist could only pray Han Yu found him soon, or it would develop into scenario three—a heroic sacrifice.

And Han Yu?

Han Yu had already abandoned the Earth Escape, with that terrifying power behind rapidly closing in.

In a last resort, he had to quickly leave the underground.

Yet, the moment he surfaced, dozens of strands of Spiritual Power dropped towards his head simultaneously.

Skipping the process of surfacing his figure, Han Yu was instantly blasted away.

In a dust-covered mess, Han Yu stabilized himself mid-air, while the faces of the Initial Realm cultivators opposite him all changed.

They had sprung an ambush upon discovering this person, yet didn’t expect this couldn’t kill him!

They had already sensed the explosion miles away, and connecting it to the person appearing here, the faces of the dozens of cultivators darkened simultaneously, unleashing a wave of killing intent once more.

The cold wind pierced the bones, everything was frozen in ice.

In that moment, the weather changed, transforming miles into a world of ice and snow.

A cold force persistently tried to freeze Han Yu in place, yet it never succeeded.

Because Han Yu ignited the Divine Fire simultaneously.

The clash of ice and fire erupted at once, quickly ending with the flames crushing the ice and snow world.

”Request reinforcements!”

Amidst a cultivator’s shout, a signal was already sent out, and at the same time, a group of cultivators fearlessly closed in again.

”Don’t let them bog you down!”

The Artifact Spirit hurriedly reminded, the intentions of this group were glaringly obvious they intended to hold Han Yu here.

Han Yu understood as well. Glancing at the surrounding cultivators, they were all in the Initial Realm—breaking out wouldn’t be difficult.

The Giant Wood Dharma Aspect stood towering, the shadow formed and embraced, sweeping across in an instant.

The tyrannical presence of this maneuver intimidated the cultivators, yet they had to grit their teeth and engage.

Dozens of attacks landed truthfully, inducing a massive commotion, but in the next moment, Han Yu was still seen breaking through the heavy assaults, sweeping with immense force.

With one sweep, the cultivators suffered over half in casualties.

On the second sweep, the cultivators began to flee.

On the third sweep...

When Han Yu executed the third swing, he paused slightly, noticing the numbers weren’t right.

He anticipated he’d break through quickly, but didn’t expect reinforcements to arrive even faster.

”Walking Realm!”

The Artifact Spirit uttered with a stern face.

Now there were over a hundred Walking Realm cultivators surrounding, what does that mean?

It was like having over a hundred Lei Wangs gang up on him.

If it were just four, Han Yu felt confident he could handle it.

But in this situation, Han Yu was truly overwhelmed.

The old Taoist was likewise at a loss, not just mentally, but physically drained as well.

They had been locked in combat with Meng Yun for a while now, and not even mention the sound and fury of their clashes, how could Meng Yun’s ten-mile blood sea not be seen unless you were blind?

Could it be that scoundrel forsook morality and ran off?

The old Taoist couldn’t help but begin to doubt Han Yu’s conduct, especially since he regarded Han Yu’s moral standing as unusually low.

Meng Yun’s blood sea surged several times, and droplets of blood continuously condensed, invading like a parasitic affliction numerous times on the old Taoist.

At this moment, the old Taoist’s robe was tattered beyond belief, and his skin, covered in goosebumps, was gnawed into numerous bloody holes.

Meng Yun clearly intended for him to die a miserable death!

A chill swept over the old Taoist’s heart as he even imagined what Meng Yun might intend to do.

”Become part of the blood sea, serving me for eternity!”

Meng Yun sneered coldly, with a wave of his hand, the blood sea roiled again, and countless droplets rained down like a downpour.

The old Taoist repeatedly used a starlit canopy to keep the blood droplets off his head, but the blood sea’s erosive force was too overpowering, breaking through the starlit canopy to strike his body.

The increasingly dense rain almost drove him to despair.

Han Yu, if you don’t come soon, this old man will truly die here.

Without someone to suppress this blood sea, incantations wouldn’t stand a chance.

Except for that big retaliating move, he couldn’t think of any mandate that could turn the tide.

Only now did the old Taoist realize that what he had practiced was only useful against the living, whereas against such a dead object, he had no idea what to do.

The blood sea was Meng Yun’s ultimate trump card, he didn’t even need to take action himself; the blood sea alone could half kill the old Taoist.

Yet the old Taoist had no way to deal with it.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t, stumbling seven steps was out of the question, but unbearable abdominal pain was still a possibility.

However, these only served to heighten Meng Yun’s murderous intent, seemingly doing nothing to help the current situation.

If Meng Yun weren’t bent on refining him into the blood sea, he likely wouldn’t have lasted this long.

But the torment of slowly being cut by a dull knife was far more unbearable than death.

The old Taoist had repeatedly drawn constellations attempting to carve a real escape path through the blood sea, but this endless crimson ocean seemed never to deplete.

No matter how he charged, Meng Yun always replenished the blood sea in the next instant.

”You can’t get out, a perfectly good Dao Seed, yet you chose the most bizarre path, deservedly leading to your death.”

Meng Yun’s cold laughter continued, with a wave, the blood sea surged high, crashing down in the next instant.

The old Taoist turned pale, forming a moon of Sword Intent, forcibly contending against the downpouring blood sea above him.

Within the waves, the scarlet water boiled explosively, gnawing at him to the core.

While he withstood the overhead threat, he couldn’t protect his surroundings.

His body, shielded by Spiritual Power, was relentlessly breached by the blood, especially at the ankle where the flesh was stripped away, leaving bare white bones exposed, appearing alarmingly dreadful.