Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 847 Fear stems from insufficient power in the sea of ​​consciousness
The old Taoist priest was taken aback by the spirit's huffy appearance.

He was extremely surprised; Han Yu didn't seem to be this irritable before!

"Master!"

Mu Zili finally spoke with a helpless expression.

Good heavens, there are two living people and a spirit here, but my master noticed the spirit first and missed his own disciple.

The old Taoist priest was indeed only now going to see his two disciples, and his already surprised expression became even more astonished.

"Why are you here?"

"Hurry up and leave! If Di Liuxin finds out, none of you will be able to leave."

The old Taoist priest urged them on, and when he saw that the two remained unmoved, he became even more anxious.

The spirit rolled its eyes and said irritably, "You should worry about yourself first! How old are you to be imprisoned like this?"

It was clearly still holding a grudge against the old man's words, its tone mocking.

Mu Zili looked like she had a headache. At least Han Yu was somewhat reliable, but how come this guy was so unreliable despite having the same face?

They can even start arguing here.

He quickly interjected, "We'll explain later, we're here to rescue you."

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest shook his head and sighed, "You can't save these pillars..."

He wanted to say that these stone pillars were imbued with power and could not be easily destroyed, but that if he used too much force, it would cause a great disturbance.

In this situation, it would be extremely difficult to rescue him.

It would be better to retreat the way we came before we were discovered.

However, he didn't get a chance to finish speaking because the spirit of the artifact made its move.

The three of them only saw it make a grasping motion in its hand, as if holding something, and then it made a slashing motion towards one of the stone pillars.

The silent ripples spread rapidly, and the stone pillar visibly swayed slightly, emitting a constant buzzing and trembling sound.

Several people could even sense that the power contained within it was gradually fading away!

Apart from the experienced Taoist priest, the other two were seeing this method for the first time, and they were both horrified.

"Is this ability or a Dharma form?"

Mu Zili couldn't help but ask.

Because he couldn't understand what the spirit was using, but his intuition told him that this ability was quite terrifying.

Chen Xixi's eyes lit up; her damned curiosity had piqued her interest in this again.

"Can I learn this?"

"cannot!"

The spirit replied without even turning its head.

Finally, she rolled her eyes at the other person and said, "Trying to learn everything will only hurt you."

It's not as easy to talk to as Han Yu.

The old Taoist priest recognized the power Han Yu had used when he destroyed the millstone at a glance, and after his initial surprise, his expression turned strange.

This method has almost transcended the realm of ability and Dharma form; it feels more like the power of some kind of rule to him.

It even surpasses the level of power where words become law!
That's right, the old Taoist believed that this method was even higher than the level of "words becoming law".

This is not boasting; the power of words to change one's will is not weak. Just look at the fact that it can replace any one of the Four Extreme Palaces. How could such a method be weak?

It is precisely because it is not weak, and precisely because the old master has cultivated his knowledge for thousands of years, that he can be so certain. This is the power of rules.

The reason is simple: words become law.

While the old Taoist was lost in thought, the first stone pillar suddenly exploded into dust, its essence stripped away completely.

In the end, it still caused quite a stir.

In an instant, four figures rushed in simultaneously. After exchanging glances, the two groups of people were the first to change their expressions.

"You still dare to come back to save people."

One of the cultivators shouted, and before he finished speaking, he made his move, unleashing a powerful aura.

"Go quickly!"

The spirit of the artifact withdrew the Hexi Slash. One of the four stone pillars had been destroyed, and the binding force was instantly broken. The old Taoist priest immediately regained his freedom and rushed out at the first opportunity.

"No one can leave!"

Another cultivator made a move in an instant, and the door behind him slammed shut!

There was no way out of Qionghua Palace.

The spirit that had just retrieved the Hexi Cleaver immediately turned pale and gritted its teeth.

"Damn it, they're forcing me to take action."

Its small body suddenly leaped into the air, flames instantly spreading across its body. The next moment, an overwhelming force was continuously thrown forward.

……

Di Liuxin was also using all sorts of methods, and after finally destroying most of the opponent's Dharma form, she was thinking of giving the opponent a good beating.

As a result, Han Yu smiled mysteriously, waved his hand, and a new Dharma form appeared.

"You...aren't you afraid of exhausting yourself and dying at my hands!"

Di Liuxin's chest heaved with excitement. Good heavens, even after such a large Dharma form was destroyed, it can still be used. Just how much power does this guy have?
Upon hearing this, Han Yu glanced at his sea of ​​consciousness. Not bad, he could hold out until the other party despaired.

"Then why did you carry the Dharma Image and run just now?"

Di Liuxin's face darkened. He thought the other party couldn't afford to waste their resources, otherwise why would they have resorted to such desperate measures?

"Nonsense, why would I run if you weren't going to chase me?"

Han Yu said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

What he feared most was that Di Liuxin would kill him, but he wasn't afraid of the other party destroying his Dharma form.

If Di Liuxin had chased after the Dharma Image while fighting it, he would still have had to run away with the Dharma Image along with him.

That makes so much sense.

But what's even more infuriating is that...

"If all else fails, call Jiang Xinyuan over."

Han Yu was still not giving up and continued to speak.

This wasn't the first time he'd been provoked like this. Di Liuxin wasn't stupid; after careful consideration, his expression suddenly changed.

"You've joined forces with the Underworld?" This wasn't just his wild guess; Han Yu had done something similar before, and this time he was repeatedly trying to distract him and Jiang Xinyuan.

For a moment, Di Liuxin's thoughts became more and more complicated, and he could already picture the scene of the stone platform being besieged by the Yama Palace.

"You're so cunning!"

Emperor Liuxin gritted his teeth.

No, I don't understand what you're saying.

Han Yu was also stunned for a moment. Had the other party discovered something, or not?

The next moment, Di Liuxin had already withdrawn and quickly strode towards the stone platform.

"Wait, you're not going to kill me?"

Han Yu grew anxious; he hadn't managed to lure out Jiangxin Yuan, and Di Liuxin was also about to leave.

That means Mu Zili is doomed. I wonder if that damned spirit sensed Jiang Xinyuan's presence and stopped the plan in time.

This guy is even more timid than him, and probably won't be that brave.

Thinking of this, Han Yu felt relieved, but he couldn't let Di Liuxin leave so easily.

……

"Is it this brave?"

Chen Xixi and Mu Zili had already retreated to the side; they had no choice but to.

The spirit's attacks were almost indiscriminate. Not only did the entire hall be engulfed in flames, but countless stone figures also charged at the four of them, followed by a series of huge explosions.

Golden rays shot out continuously, though they were far less sharp than Han Yu's, but they had the advantage of a wide coverage.

Countless thorns sprang up out of thin air, lashing out at the four of them.

The remaining water magic transformed into giant ice spikes that continuously fell from the dome.

In an instant, the five elements' supernatural powers shone brightly in the vast palace, actually managing to stop the four people.

"It's not Han Yu!"

The old Taoist suddenly spoke, his expression incredibly complex. Only then did he truly understand the difference between the artifact spirit and Han Yu.

He had dealt with Han Yu quite a bit, and he had also witnessed the other party's supernatural abilities. How could he be so crude?

If they throw it like that, the four of them probably don't need to do anything. They can simply stay in place, defend, and wait for their strength to run out so they can easily kill their opponent.

Coincidentally, the four people had the same thought. The Five Elements Divine Power seemed to be incredibly powerful, but it was too chaotic and did not even form an effective attack.

If they want to defend, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Then there's no need for a direct confrontation.

A moment later, the four of them began to look strange, because they did not see the little spirit showing any signs of fatigue.

A moment later, the strange expression on his face intensified.

Isn't this guy tired?
Tired? Not at all! The spirit was filled with excitement. Sure enough, all the fear stemmed from the lack of power in the sea of ​​consciousness.

It experienced the joy of Han Yu. Putting aside the drawbacks that had once made it feel like it was dying, the vast and boundless sea of ​​consciousness was enough for it to unleash all its supernatural powers to its heart's content.

The entire palace shook continuously. Not all areas contained the power of the arrangement. Naturally, the divine fire and the collision of other supernatural powers were enough to destroy parts of the palace.

Soon, the edges of the temple began to break down. As the divine fire continued to burn it, the damage worsened until the entire temple was completely unrecognizable.

Even so, the spirit of the artifact did not stop; it had gone completely mad.

But Mu Zili's expression gradually turned cold.

The four figures were ultimately not seriously injured; in fact, the spirit's supernatural power only blocked them and had no other effect.

This situation was ultimately not going to be good, and with that thought in mind, he spoke up to Chen Xixi.

"Get ready to make your move."

Yes, in the end, they still have to take action themselves.

The four people on the other side had extremely strange expressions. How much time had passed and they still hadn't stopped?
Is the power of this spirit inexhaustible?
"No more waiting, let's break through!"

Some people couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up impatiently.

"At worst, we'll just have to go through some trouble."

Others echoed this sentiment.

"If this temple continues to be destroyed, I'm afraid it will be really hard to explain."

Someone couldn't help but remind them that, given Di Liuxin's temperament, they would likely have to take responsibility even for such damage.

Can't wait any longer.

At the same time, the four of them moved in unison, and four twenty-foot-long magic spells appeared simultaneously and charged towards the sea of ​​fire.

Blanch!
Why isn't it working anymore?
The spirit was naturally startled and quickly intensified its attack, but the power it could unleash with its supernatural abilities was ultimately limited.

If it were to deal with cultivators at the Divine Platform Realm, it could wreak havoc in all directions.

However, when faced with an opponent of equal strength to Chang Gung, they suddenly found themselves in a predicament.

Mu Zili suddenly shouted, "Attack!"

Five-colored rays of light surged and immediately separated, striking out in conjunction with the supernatural power beside them.

Chen Xixi's expression immediately turned solemn, and a twin lotus flower appeared and quickly bloomed.

After the lotus leaves fell off, they mimicked the five-colored glow of Mu Zili and the supernatural power of the artifact spirit. Each leaf was a power that imitated the spirit, instantly making the whole scene even more dazzling.

The old Taoist frowned and went to meet them at the same time.

His method was simple: he coughed a few times.

"Tumble within seven steps."

"The abdominal pain became unbearable within twenty breaths!"

At the same time, the old Taoist priest used the pill's power that he had been hiding, and a mysterious aura immediately enveloped his side.

Good fortune is an ethereal thing; one can borrow good fortune from heaven and earth to enjoy great luck in a short period of time.

Side effect: three days of bad luck afterward.

This was the only method the old Taoist priest could think of.

Escaping is entirely a matter of luck.

And now, he just happens to have the luck to borrow it.

(End of this chapter)