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Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 940 876: Han Yu Dies Again and Again · Oct 25, 2026

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901 Chapter 901 - 837: Tribulation Thunder Comes Knocking Again 2026-10-25
902 Chapter 902 - 838: Violet Lightning Begins—A Different Tribulation 2026-10-25
903 Chapter 903 - 839: Counterattacking the Tribulation Thunder 2026-10-25
904 Chapter 904 - 840: Drawing the Blade Against the Red Tribulation Thunder 2026-10-25
905 Chapter 905 - 841: Tribulation Thunder Turns Hostile 2026-10-25
906 Chapter 906 - 842: Living Long Enough to See This—It’s Threatening People 2026-10-25
907 Chapter 907 - 843: If Only You Could Be in Two Places at Once 2026-10-25
908 Chapter 908 - 844: Heading Overseas 2026-10-25
909 Chapter 909 - 845: He Walked Away Carrying the Dharma Aspect 2026-10-25
910 Chapter 910 - 846: Why Do You Look Like a Ghost 2026-10-25
911 Chapter 911 - 847: Fear Stems From an Inadequate Sea of Consciousness 2026-10-25
912 Chapter 912 - 848: Divine Techniques, Just Tricks? Instant Kill! 2026-10-25
913 Chapter 913 - 849: Even More Sinister than Tribulation Thunder 2026-10-25
914 Chapter 914 - 850: West River Slash Reveals Itself 2026-10-25
915 Chapter 915 - 851: Rules Against Rules 2026-10-25
916 Chapter 916 - 852: West River Slash ”Awakens 2026-10-25
917 Chapter 917 - 853: I’ll Take Care of Heavenly Dao Too 2026-10-25
918 Chapter 918 - 854: Breaking the Barrier 2026-10-25
919 Chapter 919 - 855: Threats from the Upper Realm 2026-10-25
920 Chapter 920 - 856: A Gift for Su Xiaoxiao 2026-10-25
921 Chapter 921 - 857: Interested in Joining Yama Hall? 2026-10-25
922 Chapter 922 858: Capture Without Killing? 2026-10-25
923 Chapter 923 - 859: Chance Encounter 2026-10-25
924 Chapter 924 - 860: Call That Bastard Zhiso Out 2026-10-25
925 Chapter 925 - 861: Is the Heavenly Dao a Girl? 2026-10-25
926 Chapter 926 - 862: Acting as the Heavenly Dao 2026-10-25
927 Chapter 927 - 863: Those Expelled by the Heavenly Dao 2026-10-25
928 Chapter 928 864: How Much Is a Vast Amount? 2026-10-25
929 Chapter 929 - 865: Clashing Rules, No Fear 2026-10-25
930 Chapter 930 - 866: Diverting Disaster Eastward 2026-10-25
931 Chapter 931 - 867: I Want to Make a Deal with You 2026-10-25
932 Chapter 932 - 868: Enlightenment Tree 2026-10-25
933 Chapter 933 - 869: Another Small World 2026-10-25
934 Chapter 934 870: That Familiar Tower 2026-10-25
935 Chapter 935 - 871: Three Matters 2026-10-25
936 Chapter 936 - 872: Full of Sneakiness 2026-10-25
937 Chapter 937 - 873: Farewell to the First Hall 2026-10-25
938 Chapter 938 - 874: Qi Fortune Is What the Heavenly Dao Left Behind 2026-10-25
939 Chapter 939 - 875: The Heavenly Dao’s Response 2026-10-25
940 Chapter 940 876: Han Yu Dies Again and Again 2026-10-25
941 Chapter 941 877: The Glazed Bottle Reveals Itself 2026-10-25
942 Chapter 942 - 878: Darkest Hour 2026-10-25
943 Chapter 943 - 879: If I Am the Heavenly Dao, So Is He 2026-10-25
944 Chapter 944 - 880: Five Elements United 2026-10-25
945 Chapter 945 - 881: Who the Hell Is Teasing the Tribulation Thunder 2026-10-25
946 Chapter 946 - 882: Tribulation Thunder Sweeps the Land 2026-10-25
947 Chapter 947 - 883: Want to Come Down? No Way 2026-10-25
948 Chapter 948 - 884: Shared Life and Death Pill 2026-10-25
949 Chapter 949 - 885: What Is Not One’s Own Can Never Be Truly Complete 2026-10-25
950 Chapter 950 - 886: Eventually Boarding the Sinking Ship 2026-10-25

Rather than saying Han Yu was responding, it’s more like Ping was up to something again.

As that finger was about to probe into Han Yu’s forehead, the face of the First Hall turned extremely dark, just feeling as though he was probing into a lifeless body.

There was nothing else there but a cold air.

Indeed, reality couldn’t allow him to uncover anything because the moment Han Yu’s face stiffened, he was completely devoid of breath.

When the First Hall withdrew his finger, grinding his teeth, Han Yu collapsed to the ground with a thud.

”Son of a bitch...”

Not sure who he was cursing, but the First Hall’s chest was heaving, clearly enraged.

Han Yu’s current state could be said to be thoroughly dead, not only was he devoid of breath, even the vitality within his body had quietly vanished.

Not to mention his Sea of Consciousness; now it seemed annihilated, making investigation impossible.

Looking at the corpse at his feet, anger surged in the First Hall’s eyes, even contemplating setting it ablaze with a fire.

But nonetheless, he sighed helplessly.

”You’re here, bro!”

When Han Yu was dazed for a moment, he heard this sentence a second time, and his face turned dark.

He then looked up at the curb at the village entrance, where Bai was still sitting there with an idle look.

”Did that son of a bitch kill me?”

Han Yu’s complexion turned grim, he just remembered the First Hall made a move against him.

”Technically, it was you who killed yourself.”

Bai said with a teasing smile.

Myself?

Han Yu froze for a moment and then understood, if it wasn’t the First Hall who acted, then he mostly knew who it was.

Stupid Ping, actually killed me once again.

Feeling furious, Han Yu’s heart was somewhat anxious.

Ping could make him die so easily, like something buried inside him.

Could it be he has become a puppet?

This is not the first time this happened, the last time, when his body ascended to the divine platform, it was the same, killing him over a disagreement.

”Are you in cahoots?”

Han Yu glared directly and angrily at Bai, thinking them not in cahoots was simply unbelievable.

How could it be such a coincidence, Ping killing him on one end, and Bai was already waiting for him on the other.

”No, we are in cahoots.”

Bai corrected Han Yu’s choice of words, speaking earnestly.

Han Yu’s face turned pitch black, who the hell is in cahoots with you lot, always taking lives so easily.

He minded greatly this situation where life and death were out of control, especially when his life was so easily manipulated.

Indeed, he was somewhat apprehensive of Ping.

Before, when he was weak, it was one thing, now although he might not be a match for those old monsters, he’s without doubt a powerful figure.

Nonetheless, Ping could still kill him silently.

”Don’t misunderstand, you are being observed, this is to protect your life.”

Bai sighed slowly.

”Who the hell protects my life by killing me first?”

Han Yu was furious and shouted loudly.

”You can still resurrect, as long as you exit the Soul Realm and return to your body.”

Bai explained helplessly.

Han Yu interrupted him with a cold laugh, ”If one day, you prevent me from exiting the Soul Realm, doesn’t that mean I’m truly dead?”

Bai’s expression turned strange, not answering for some time.

Han Yu couldn’t help but take a deep breath, immensely shocked.

”You bunch of bastards aren’t really planning something like that, are you?”

Bai was silent for a moment, finally unable to resist rolling his eyes at him.

”You have too much inner drama.”

”Then you try being killed anytime, see if you don’t have a lot of inner drama.”

Han Yu replied coldly with a smile.

The atmosphere between them plummeted directly to freezing point; with other methods Han Yu might not have been that repulsed, but Ping’s actions ultimately crossed the line.

Being able to control his life and death at any moment, who would feel comfortable with that?

”So, I truly am a pawn of the Heavenly Dao, right?”

That was the only way Han Yu could understand it.

”You’re not a pawn.”

Bai’s expression turned complex, heaving a sigh.

Han Yu found it difficult to believe him at all, as long as Ping was in his body, didn’t that mean he could directly control his life and death?

What was the difference between this and a puppet?

This was truly laid out in his body, and the kind he couldn’t refuse.

Even now, he couldn’t remove Ping from the Sea of Consciousness.

That thing rooted deeply in his Sea of Consciousness.

Bai shook his head, his expression unprecedentedly solemn, he spoke emphatically.

”You’re not a pawn, you’re a masterpiece, a masterpiece of the Heavenly Dao.”

This should be the first time someone straightforwardly confirmed his belonging to the Heavenly Dao.

No matter how others speculated, ultimately it was only speculation.

But Bai was different, despite his foggy demeanor, he came from the Soul Realm, seeming to have some connection with the Heavenly Dao.

His words carried different weight, had Bai not admitted it verbally, Han Yu would have doubted if he was the Heavenly Dao himself.

But even if he’s not the Heavenly Dao, he evidently had an extremely important connection to it.

Masterpiece, damn masterpiece.

”Your physical form, your Divine Techniques, each is the most perfect creation of the Heavenly Dao.”

The wise elder continued to speak.

”Your path is an entirely new path, a path never seen before in the Central Continent. You are the only one who can walk this path, would you not call yourself a masterpiece?”

Yet Han Yu paid no heed to these words, his gaze rather grew colder.

”I care not about paths or whatnot, nor do I wish to be a puppet, let alone be manipulated by you.”

”When have I ever manipulated you?”

The wise elder frowned, questioning him back.

”When my life is not in my own hands, that’s called manipulation.”

Han Yu spoke each word with emphasis.

It was indeed a deadlock, an unsolvable deadlock.

The wise elder sighed deeply, as if realizing words were futile.

Suddenly, a murderous intent surged forth, terrifying Han Yu beyond measure.

In the eyes of the wise elder was an indescribable coldness, ”Then you might as well truly die!”

An aura condensed like a rope, tightly binding him, and with one pointed finger from the elder, an overwhelming killing intent engulfed everything within…

The turbulent waves crash against the shore!

Above the Yama Hall, there was also a river, yet it was merely an ordinary river, seemingly upheld by some grand power, like the other buildings around, standing aloof in emptiness.

Surrounding it were the ten great Dao Palaces.

The palaces were opulent, yet exceptionally desolate.

The First Hall, with a cold expression, walked briskly past the outer areas of each Dao Palace, stopping at the river, stepping onto it as if on a pilgrimage, one step at a time.

Strangely, this river appeared small, but the First Hall had walked for nearly a two-hour, yet still remained in the same place.

Suddenly a mystical force wrapped around it, and in the blink of an eye, the figure of the First Hall vanished.

Upon the next glance, all around was birdsong and fragrant flowers, with majestic peaks and moving clouds.

The First Hall carefully bowed, paying his respects.

In the void, a voice slowly spread out.

”How is it?”

”Returned empty-handed…”

The First Hall looked resigned, not only empty-handed, but feeling quite at a disadvantage.

The Qi Fortune was given, yet nothing was discovered.

”Should we kill him?”

That’s what he thought, after all, he couldn’t let Han Yu take advantage for nothing.

”Looks like the Heavenly Dao has grown wise, knowing to keep a hand.”

In the void, the voice was unhurried, not stirred in the slightest.

”No need to kill, aren’t you planning to let him stir up trouble, then let him stir it up and see how the Celestial Dao Sect responds.”

The First Hall’s expression was conflicted, all previous propositions ultimately had to be initiated under clear understanding of Han Yu, yet nothing had even been scratched, something felt off.

”Master, will leaving him be hinder subsequent events?”

This was truly the First Hall’s greatest concern.

Yet the voice remained light and unhurried, even with a tinge of amusement.

”If he can hinder us, then surely he can hinder them as well.”

The First Hall was clearly taken aback, seemingly grasping part of the intention.

”This knife, while the Heavenly Dao can use it, others can use it too, it’s all in how it’s used.”

The First Hall nodded silently, then continued with his questions.

”Are we really going to supply the entire small world’s power to the Saint Artifact? Such—”

If taken to such an extent, the small world within the Yama Hall would essentially be abandoned.

It would degrade from a sacred place of cultivation to a barren land.

”This place is ultimately too small.”

The voice responded only with those words.

But the First Hall now understood, there was no room left for turning back in this matter.

”How should we deal with that brat?”

Thinking about Han Yu’s disregard for others’ feelings, the First Hall remained vexed.

The damned brat, speaking of death so easily.

Showing no consideration for others.

”Just discard him!”

...

Buzzing~

A humming sound erupted, with air waves billowing all around, nearly flipping the entire small village over.

Han Yu’s heart trembled; the old ghost truly wanted to kill him, without holding back in the least.

What surprised him more was that in front of him, an invisible wall had abruptly stopped the opponent.

No, it wasn’t a wall.

He was shocked to find that he seemed to be inside something.

Looking around, he was surrounded by walls resembling glazed surfaces.

The Glazed Bottle!

It was the bottle that had saved him.

Han Yu couldn’t help but be slightly dumbfounded; was this his first time seeing it again since he had offended it!

Thinking back to when he first acquired it, he chopped it with a blade and burned it, even threw it off a cliff, forcing the bottle to enter his body.

And now had this guy finally decided to come out?

Han Yu felt a surge of joy, now that it was out, good!

Since you’re out, don’t even think about going back in.

But before he could celebrate, he was suddenly disoriented as the world spun around him…

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