Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Han Yu is no longer the kind of person who can be easily dismissed just by sheer aura, let alone now that he has this thing.

The only use of this thing is that besides confronting those of the same level to test each other’s depth, it’s either dealing with weaker cultivators.

Otherwise, it’s utterly pointless.

Oh! There is that one use, locking onto opponents with aura, but this is especially redundant for him. He doesn’t have spiritual power; purely relying on divine techniques which move according to his will, more flexible than spiritual power. Naturally, he doesn’t need it.

The second use... it seems unnecessary too.

Anyone he can kill can’t escape.

And anyone he can’t kill means it’s time for him to run.

With just a swing of the West River Slash, the golden storm swept by, instantly annihilating the two auras into nothingness.

The latter arrogantly swept the golden storm into the air, under a series of assaults, completely obliterated the two blurry faces.

Artifact Spirit couldn’t help but cover his face and chuckle helplessly. These two clearly weren’t good guys; they were most likely the leaders of the Celestial Dao Sect, and just like that, they were insulted by Han Yu.

This was a whole new height of courting death.

”Aren’t you afraid they’ll come down and kill you?”

Artifact Spirit couldn’t help but remind him. The transport array hasn’t been destroyed yet; as long as these two strong heroes are willing, they can come down anytime.

”They won’t, they would rather die than come down.”

Han Yu pulled the mockery to max level in response, speaking up to the void.

”Back when it was at East and West Realms, Yama Hall fought with them until their brains almost spilled out, even their underwear nearly got pulled off, but I didn’t see them come down.”

He’s quite certain about this, both parties seem to attach great importance to whether their sacred items can descend, and now they’d rather die than easily come down.

Without the noise of those two faces, Han Yu resumed swinging his blade, golden droplets and petals fell together, the entire peak trembled continuously, indeed, he personally rushed down to chop away with his blade.

The sky collapsed!

Liu Zongyuan and Wang Xingzhi exchanged a glance, an indescribable panic in their eyes.

They hadn’t reckoned Han Yu actually dared, and indeed did it.

For a moment, they stood dumbfounded, completely at a loss, unable to break free.

In the next moment, a splitting roar resounded throughout the entire small cave heaven, under the terrified eyes of a few, the peak really collapsed!

As if it could no longer withstand the ravage, when Han Yu cleaved down with his last strike, the array gradually spread spiderweb-like cracks, with a loud bang turning into sparks and burned away.

Then followed the entire peak crashing down.

Han Yu immediately flew up, retreating downwards, just to see the dumbfounded crowd.

For some reason, he momentarily paused.

Liu Zongyuan thought Han Yu wanted to take them out too; his face turned pale, and the others likely harbored the same thought, retreating in fright.

Only Wang Xingzhi stood in place with a bitter smile; he couldn’t retreat, it would be useless if he did, likely to get lost within this small cave heaven range.

Moreover, having seen Han Yu’s strength, he feared if Han Yu really made a move, he wouldn’t even have the chance to get lost.

Han Yu looked at this group somewhat complicatedly, not pondering whether to make a move but whether to take away these few little cultivators.

”Are you seriously interested in this lot?”

Artifact Spirit had an expression of utter disbelief; nowadays Initial Realm cultivators aren’t even as good as dogs, Walking the Dao cultivators roam the streets.

Han Yu had just wiped out countless Walking the Dao cultivators; what’s the point of keeping this bunch?

”Creating a bit of a burden for Su Xiaoxiao so she won’t run away one day.”

If Su Xiaoxiao can’t run, then Mu Zili definitely won’t.

With those two, none of their family can escape, all bound to the Central Continent.

Han Yu has every intention to keep Mu Zili’s family, coming up with all sorts of crooked strategies.

He’s always known this group belongs to Su Xiaoxiao’s crew and knows Su Xiaoxiao has some feelings for them.

Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable if he doesn’t get them back?

”Aren’t you worried about bringing back a few spies?”

Artifact Spirit couldn’t help but sneer.

Han Yu rolled his eyes, even someone like Soul Not Returned could choose between being cannon fodder and staying alive.

No matter how, a group of Initial Realm cultivators, once back, can be nothing more than cannon fodder, how else can they contribute?

Moreover, those originally sent to Endless Sea Domain, how many were cherished by Celestial Dao Sect, likely they’re not favored at all.

With Su Xiaoxiao there, perhaps these people could truly surrender.

Would be perfect to give him something to do, let him manage his own crew.

Prevent trouble over time.

Speaking of causing trouble, Artifact Spirit almost laughed out loud; is Han Yu capable of saying such things?

”Don’t you find yourself to be the biggest troublemaker, having the nerve to guard against others causing trouble?”

”I make trouble and clean up my own mess, that’s the difference.”

After Han Yu’s dark-faced retort, he didn’t want to engage with it anymore.

He turned to glance at the group, suddenly speaking.

”Two choices: one, you guys follow me.”

He didn’t mention the second choice, as he had already silently started playing with the knife in his hand...

...

When Di Liuxin and Jiang Xinyuan rushed over urgently, the entire void where the grotto-heaven was located seemed like a crack had broken open, with a wide portal revealing the chaos inside.

The two quickly darted in, their anger almost erupting.

In front of them, corpses lay everywhere. Even some surviving cultivators were cowering on the sidelines, barely clinging to life.

Their gazes immediately turned towards the direction of the Dao Palace.

There wasn’t a single piece of it left, not even the mountain peaks—they were now heaps of rubble, ruins scattered all around.

At this moment, Di Liuxin nearly succumbed to furious shock.

Gone, the transport array was gone!

Moreover, it wasn’t destroyed by an old adversary.

Instead it was ruined by a clueless kid.

How could he possibly accept this.

Jiang Xinyuan’s expression was equally icy, with murderous intent so intense the air seemed to freeze.

”Only killing this brat can quench my anger.”

Without this place, whatever they planned next, they’d hardly escape the notice of Yama Hall.

Not to mention, just the large-scale dispatch of cultivators alone could never be concealed.

Dammit, this bastard flipped the table on their Celestial Dao Sect.

...

”Do you still want to flip tables?”

The Artifact Spirit was already too weak to speak, weariness etched on its face.

Because Han Yu still felt unsatisfied and was making his way to the next location.

The destination was clearly the palace location provided by the traitor Soul-less.

At the moment, a group of people were stealthily traveling through the water. Han Yu knew well that since the little grotto-heaven had alerted the small world’s inhabitants, it would definitely reach Di Liuxin and Jiang Xinyuan.

Those two would absolutely come to kill, no doubt about it.

Therefore, after emerging from the little grotto-heaven, Han Yu wrapped the group in mist and stealthily led them with water escape.

A massive Water Dragon swam ceaselessly through the water, Han Yu stood smilingly at the dragon’s head, and behind him were eleven people.

Yes, eleven people.

Wang Xingzhi was carried by Liu Zongyuan on his back. As they were leaving, they saw the Wandering Spirit Daoist, dazed and cornered.

Han Yu simply had one of the men take him along as well.

To this, Han Yu laughed in his heart.

”Do you think Su Xiaoxiao will be happy with the gift I bring back for him?”

The Artifact Spirit covered its face, fearing it might be more likely to curse!

You’re bringing back a pile of trouble. What are you planning to do then?

Play moral blackmail like Sages of Wisdom did in the past?

Will Su Xiaoxiao abandon these people to enjoy freedom, or bear the inconvenience and take them in?

It felt Su Xiaoxiao probably wouldn’t be as happy as imagined.

Behind, a group of people wore complex expressions, Han Yu’s actions neither killing nor releasing them kept them utterly anxious.

For a moment, they were at a loss.

Until the Water Dragon gradually surfaced, at which point everyone felt their hair stand on end.

Palace!

In front of them was a magnificent palace.

In this Endless Sea Domain, besides the Celestial Dao Sect’s hold, it was Yama Hall.

Almost without needing to guess, it was clear this was the Yama Hall’s place in the Endless Sea Domain.

For a moment, Liu Zongyuan misunderstood, thinking Han Yu had already joined Yama Hall, his face turned pale.

He couldn’t help but whisper to those behind him, ”Is he planning to treat us like we did with the split souls back then, capturing us for torture?”

Wang Xingzhi annoyedly tapped his head, ”You fool, what value do we have that they can torture anything out of us?”

Moreover, there’s a hefty count of Yama Hall lives lost under Han Yu’s hand, they’d be insane to want him.

His face darkened as he softly warned, ”Shut up, watch more and speak less.”

After he finished speaking, Han Yu turned slowly around to give an instruction.

”You wait here, don’t move randomly. If you try to escape then...”

As Han Yu spoke, he reached for West River Slash, and the group was instantly terrified to silence, nodding like pecking chicks.

After finishing his instruction, Han Yu transformed into Aurora and flew out...