Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

The battles in the Western Regions have never ceased, and Han Yu's fight against the Faceless Ones has become increasingly fierce.

Both sides abandoned long-range attacks, resulting in a brutal, close-quarters combat style.

The Faceless One attempted to break through the Heavenly Bell at close range in order to impose rules on Han Yu.

Han Yu wielded the Heavenly Dao Bell, smashing through the incoming rules time and time again while relentlessly crushing the physical body.

The ink dots danced in the air, but before they could return to their physical bodies, they were annihilated by the rules of plunder.

The battlefield between the two continued to expand, the powerful aftershocks spread, and everything around them continued to collapse.

Countless smaller faceless beings transformed into ink dots and merged together.

The western border is also not suitable for spectating at this moment.

The cultivators from Central Continent who were still fighting in the Western Region hurriedly withdrew.

This continent will be left entirely to the two of them.

Of the four borders now, two have become untouchable battlefields.

After failing to sense any aura from the cultivators of Zhongzhou, Han Yu retrieved the Heavenly Dao Bell and hung it above his head, then swung the Hexi Slash again.

A celestial blade swept across the heavens and earth, its massive blade slashing down as if splitting the sky and earth.

Han Yu slashed wildly without restraint, tearing the Faceless One's body apart time and time again.

The Heavenly Bell also rang wildly, and all attacks that landed on it were blocked.

The voice within the Faceless One grew increasingly fearful, even reaching the point of terror.

"Can't beat it."

"Then absorb it again."

"Make it bigger, or we'll all die together."

Amidst the cacophony of voices, the Faceless One waved his hand in all directions, and countless smaller Faceless Ones instantly exploded, turning into black dots and rapidly merging into the surroundings.

"No matter how many come, it's useless."

Han Yu gave a mocking smile, as if Yin Wang looked down on them, since these guys had their limits fixed since they were created.

No matter how much you grow stronger, it's all in vain.

Just like now, in his panic, the Faceless One's body has expanded to more than a thousand feet.

However, they were never able to make a breakthrough.

This is the limit they were given in the beginning, and they must not exceed it.

However, this also became the fatal flaw of the Western Frontier at this moment, which benefited Han Yu.

No matter how enormous the Faceless One's body was, it could not escape the Heavenly Blade.

The mountains and rivers are collapsing, and the Faceless Ones are collapsing as well.

Countless ink dots transformed into a torrential downpour, and with a flick of Han Yu's blade, a golden rain also fell.

Two storms raged together, and the western border was filled with howling ghosts and wolves.

Finally, Han Yu suddenly flung the Heavenly Dao Bell from above his head, which abruptly covered the Faceless One's head.

As if an invisible barrier had been erected, the Faceless One was instantly unable to move.

"what have you done?"

"Damn it, he used a celestial artifact to subdue us!"

A series of panicked voices rang out from within the Faceless One, as it discovered that its attacks couldn't even penetrate a foot in front of it.

In contrast, Han Yu, after retracting the Hexi Slash, flashed to the front of the Heavenly Dao Bell and pointed out with a finger.

In an instant, the Heavenly Dao Bell shone with golden light, constantly eroding the Faceless One, which was like decay, with pieces of flesh falling off one after another, writhing wildly at its feet, and soon being swallowed up by the light.

A mournful screech resounded, and this time even Yan Yi and the others suffered immense harm.

The power of plunder continuously dissolved everything, and in just a moment, the thousand-foot-tall figure shrank rapidly.

Nine hundred feet!
Eight hundred feet!
……

Three hundred feet, two hundred, one hundred!
As they shrank again, Yan Yi and the others were also directly broken from their fused state and became individuals once more.

As a result, they could only squeeze into the Heavenly Bell, subjecting themselves to the constant baptism of the rules of plunder.

With a determined look, Han Yu unleashed a divine fire that surged into the Heavenly Dao Bell and burned it fiercely as the rules descended.

With a final, piercing scream, the ten unique Faceless Ones created in the beginning finally met their end.

Southern Territory!

In the battlefield where heaven and earth were overturned, the original figure suddenly lost its momentum as if struck by lightning.

His face immediately contorted into a ferocious and terrifying expression as he roared through gritted teeth.

"You deserve to die!"

A smile appeared on Tiandao's calm face; he could already guess what had happened.

The only possibility that could harm the other party is that the lives they created are being slaughtered in large numbers.

"Doesn't this resemble the scene when you deliberately started a war, causing massive deaths and injuries?"

"Heavenly Dao, you will die today!" Taiyi roared coldly, his face filled with murderous intent.

As for the Primordial One, it roared like a wounded wild beast, waving rapidly toward the western border.

He was afraid!

Just as Han Yu retrieved the Heavenly Dao Bell, the millstone above his head suddenly moved, and beams of light shone down. His expression tightened, and he quickly used the bell to protect himself.

At the same time, the rules of plunder and balance were applied to the Heavenly Bell.

The deafening sound of the bell nearly shattered Han Yu's ears, and an incredibly terrifying force surged forth like a tidal wave, sending him and the bell flying.

Although he was unharmed, Han Yu was ultimately knocked ten miles away.

The millstone began to grind, and the western region was instantly filled with a chilling atmosphere.

Suddenly, the millstone left its position for the first time, as if the sky and earth were about to collapse, and the whole thing pressed down madly.

Han Yu was the first to bear the brunt, and the entire Heavenly Dao Bell groaned under the strain, but it still held on.

Not only did it withstand the pressure, but it also continued to grow larger under Han Yu's astonished gaze.

In just a moment, a massive bronze bell, equally powerful enough to cover an entire region, stood between heaven and earth.

The two sides continue to contend with each other.

This has become a struggle between objects.

Is the Reincarnation Wheel stronger, or is the Heavenly Bell superior?
……

For the first time, the spirit felt utterly exhausted, frantically shuttling between the North and the East.

It runs towards whichever side the monks discover the rules.

If it weren't for being able to borrow the power of Han Yu's sea of ​​consciousness, it probably wouldn't have been able to hold on for long.

But in the end, the spirit inevitably showed signs of fatigue.

"I come!"

Beyond the horizon, a golden roc's image rapidly approached, and Su Xiaoxiao gestured for the artifact spirit to come up.

The spirit immediately understood and flew down onto the Dharma image. The next moment, the roc soared upwards and flew away.

The collection of rules continues. On the eastern coastline, Tianbo Ferry is almost empty, as all the useful cultivators have been sent out.

Even those that were useless were all taken by Mo Xiuxing, and soon after, the same mechanical device carrying a bag was dispatched.

At this moment, Quan Xiaotong and Yin Wang were so busy they barely had time to breathe.

With the combined power of the entire Central Continent, numerous rules emerged one after another, but the speed was simply too exaggerated.

"What's going on? How could the rules appear so quickly?"

Yin Wang was the first to notice something was wrong. It was good that the search efficiency of the rules was high, but this was a bit too high, wasn't it?
Quan Xiaotong was equally baffled, and tentatively guessed, "Could it be the work of Heaven?"

"What nonsense about the work of Heaven's Way? That was the work of Mo Xiuwen and me."

Then a dissatisfied voice rang out, and it was Zhuihun who entered looking exhausted.

"That kid Mo Xiuwen came up with something that can sense the power of rules, didn't he? He even asked you for a group of people to go with him. They should be looking for them now, right?"

Zhuihun pursed his lips and said this.

Quan Xiaotong and Yin Wang were both stunned. How could they have pulled this off?
No wonder, no wonder the rules appear so frequently.

The sentiment is that there is now a group of people who can strike at the heart of the enemy's territory.

"I'm not here to tell you this. I'm just here to inform you that Tianbo Ferry outside has been requisitioned by us."

Zhuihun continued speaking.

requisition?

This is the first time anyone has used this word to describe the two of them.

Besides, there are so many Tianbo Ferry outside, Mo Xiuwen can decide how many he needs.

"I mean everything."

Zhuihun sensed that the other party had not understood his meaning, so he gestured to explain.

All of the Heavenly Wave Crossing!

"What do you need so many for?"

Unable to contain his curiosity, Yin Wang asked directly.

"Tear it down!"

Zhuihun gave a strange smile.

"Have you noticed that our efficiency has increased significantly?"

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but look up at the spirit sitting on her Dharma image, and hesitantly spoke.

He was also the kind of person who never set foot on the ground; almost every time he arrived in a new place, a message from the next place would arrive.

Sometimes, several even arrive at the same time.

He even had the illusion that those who sought out the rules were faster than the duo who collected them. (End of Chapter)