Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

The wise man's guess was exactly the same as Han Yu's guess.

If there's even the slightest difference, it undoubtedly lies with those people from the Central Continent.

But the problem now is that he can't go back at all. Not only can he not go back, but even the spirit of the artifact has no way to help him.

Inside the Heavenly Dao Bell, a person and a spirit can barely hold on, but once they leave the range of the Heavenly Dao Bell, then the problem becomes much bigger.

Besides, could the Void above their heads really make them leave so easily?

I'm afraid that no matter which one escapes the protection of the Heavenly Bell, they will be swallowed alive by the sea eye!

Gui Xu even felt that victory was in his grasp and couldn't help but let out a strange, croaking laugh.

"Give up the futile struggle. I've seen too many people like you, all of whom perished in the eye of the sea. This is your final resting place too."

Guixu even burst into triumphant laughter, the smug sound continuously emanating from the sea eye.

Suddenly!

One, two... countless bolts of azure lightning shot densely toward the sea eye.

Dozens of miles away, the sky was also covered in dark clouds, but these were rolling, ominous clouds.

The old Taoist priest nearly died of fright when he used the rules of calamity to summon the tribulation lightning.

It should have been a normal tribulation lightning, but this time it attracted red tribulation lightning.

This could not possibly be his ability.

The only plausible explanation is that the tribulation lightning was also helping them, or rather, the already battered and ravaged Central Continent was helping them.

The old Taoist priest, who knew all this, was even more excited and then went into one of the fortresses.

Thousands of massive fortresses lined up in a row, and countless bolts of red lightning fell, yet they cleverly avoided all the cultivators, as if deliberately striking the lightning-attracting spears.

After being compressed and condensed by the fortress, the cyan light shot out in all its glory.

Guixu also never expected that those little insects would appear here.

How dare they?
To his surprise, the cultivators of Central Continent were not only ruthless, but even more ruthless than he had imagined.

Although the dense cyan lightning bolts did not cause him much damage, their sheer number actually restrained the suction force of the sea eye.

With the pressure on Han Yu greatly reduced, he hurriedly picked up the token and quickly transmitted his thoughts.

"The Way of Heaven is dead. This guy is the mastermind. I need the last remaining rules."

A group of people dozens of miles away were startled at the same time, and then quickly responded.

"Understood!"

Immediately after agreeing, countless densely packed mechanisms and magical formations appeared throughout the entire northern region.

These Dharma forms quickly reassembled upon arriving on the battlefield, forming a fortress once more, from which several figures flew out one after another.

"court death!"

Although Guixu didn't know what these little insects wanted to do, seeing that they were approaching Han Yu, he knew they couldn't be up to anything good. So he couldn't let them get close. He frantically stirred up the sea eye, and in a short time, the terrifying suction force was restored.

"I come!"

Mo Xiuwen and Zhuihun, with the fortress in their positions, shouted at the token, "Assemble towards me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thousand fortresses converged like a torrent.

It is visible to the naked eye that this torrent is constantly rising higher and higher.

One hundred feet, two hundred, three hundred...

A thousand-foot-tall monstrous form gradually took shape amidst the torrent.

This was Mo Xiuwen's last resort.

This was also the last time that mechanical arts were used in the world.

The lone fortress below appeared particularly small at this moment, and because of this, all the pressure fell on the thousand-foot mechanism.

The unfathomable sea eye frantically absorbed everything from the Northern Territory, yet the thousand-foot-tall Dharma Form remained firmly rooted.

"Central Continent cultivators, counterattack!"

With a loud roar from Mo Xiuwen, the entire Dharma image changed once again, with countless cannon barrels extending out.

"Goodbye, mechanical arts!"

After a silent sigh, Mo Xiuwen finally spoke out.

"beat!"

Countless dazzling rays of light shot wildly into the sea eye, instantly causing upheaval throughout the entire Northern Territory.

Its momentum was truly enough to shake heaven and earth.

"After this battle, the art of mechanical devices will likely become a thing of the past."

Ling Wuce, Quan Xiaotong, and the others were also inside the Dharma Image, with their spiritual power continuously flowing out.

Even Quan Xiaotong was surprised by the scale of the event.

Either they died in the battle.

Either the Central Continent will survive the calamity.

Regardless of the type, Mo Xiuwen's mechanical skills are probably beyond the reach of heaven and earth.

With that, who would be willing to settle down and cultivate diligently? "What a pity!"

If Ling Wuce could understand it, how could Quan Xiaotong not understand it? Moreover, this operation was initiated by Mo Xiuwen, who volunteered to lead it.

Mo Xiuwen said the same thing to him in an attempt to persuade him.

"I hope that mechanical arts can shine brightly one last time before they disappear."

These are Mo Xiuwen's original words.

Now, his wish has truly come true.

This thousand-foot-tall Dharma image will likely be forever etched in the minds of all cultivators.

But that's still not enough!
The aura of the cannon fire ultimately originates from spiritual power and spirit stones, but this power cannot cause much damage to the Ruins of Return.

Although the sea eye was swallowed by artillery fire, its momentum never diminished, and soon Guixu launched a counterattack.

The sea, which had been gathering in the clouds above the heavens, surged violently, instantly turning the landscape upside down.

The head of the Dharma Image was the first to be blown away. After a dramatic change in expression, Zhuihun hurriedly shielded Mo Xiuwen with his own body. The huge head of the Dharma Image rolled over and flew several miles away.

Upon closer inspection, Zhuihun's back was riddled with holes. If it weren't for his magical body, such injuries would likely have been enough to seriously injure him.

The cultivators at the top were not so lucky; some were killed by the impact, others were seriously injured, and the huge head was filled with corpses.

Above, the headless Dharma image continues to dutifully entangle with the Void, only the damaged parts are gradually expanding.

Every now and then, parts would fall off, accompanied by corpses falling out of nowhere.

The Soul Armor spontaneously detached from the Soul Chaser's body, ran to the mechanical head, and darted inside. Before long, a single-person mechanical avatar disintegrated from within the head.

"I'm going to block the sea eye."

After uttering this simple sentence, the Soul Armor soared into the sky.

The cultivators who were still able to move got up one after another, and actually followed the Soul Armor to run towards the huge component next to them.

As if it were contagious, figures kept chasing after the Soul Armor, forming a dazzling ribbon of color in an instant.

"The Soul Armor of the Central Continent cultivators is here!"

"Central Continent cultivator Liao Yuqing is here!"

"Central Continent cultivator Luo Xuming is here!"

“Central Continent cultivators…”

Like a giant wave, the various Dharma forms not only did not resist the suction of the sea eye, but instead actively threw themselves into it.

At the sea eye, Soul Armor, with a ferocious expression, unleashed its spiritual power, and suddenly its body emitted a violent aura.

boom!
Suddenly, a loud explosion occurred, and the Soul Armor, along with the person and the mechanisms, detonated.

This was only the first explosion; countless subsequent explosions echoed throughout the sea eye.

Amidst waves as loud as tsunamis, cultivators from the Central Continent ruthlessly self-destructed, just as they had once been the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao.

Gui Xu even inexplicably felt a slight sense of apprehension towards these insect-like cultivators.

What kind of lunatics are these?

Such is the way of Heaven, and so it is with all living beings.

The sea eye was blocked briefly once again.

Yin Wang and his group were able to approach Han Yu smoothly. As soon as they rushed out of the fortress, Han Yu reached out and grabbed them from within the Five Elements World. Outside, the artifact spirit controlled the physical body to do the same thing.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yu captured the entire group and brought them into the Five Elements World.

At first, they were dumbfounded at this new world, but Han Yu didn't give them much time to be surprised. With a series of sword strikes, each person was hit, and the seeds of rules detached from their bodies and fell to the ground, then merged into this world.

Just as predicted, with the addition of the remaining rule seeds, the connection between the Five Elements World and Han Yu became even closer.

"You still owe me!"

Without a word, Han Yu released the rules of balance from his body. The moment they landed on the ground, the heavens were enveloped in celebratory clouds, as if celebrating the birth of a new world.

Strangely, when it was He Xi's turn to cut down, the seed of rules never merged with the world.

"What's going on? Wise Old Man, are we going to replace the spirit of the artifact?"

Han Yu hurriedly shouted into the void.

He wondered if the rules of plunder, since they ultimately resided within the artifact spirit, might be impossible for him to transfer to the Five Elements World.

"Impossible. It's attached to you now, so theoretically the rules of plunder should also be able to integrate into you."

The wise old man frowned in the Soul Realm; he couldn't understand this either.

"Perhaps I should have known."

Yin Wang suddenly interrupted, and the old Taoist priest beside him also seemed to be deep in thought.

The two said in unison, "Could it be that one more step doesn't really matter?"

How could it not be flawed? Of the three thousand rules, one was left untouched.

Before Han Yu could speak, the old Taoist priest quickly offered an explanation.

There has always been an unseen law, or rather, a limitation, within the Central Continent. (End of Chapter)