Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 848 Supernatural Powers, Minor Skills? Instant Kill!

Just as the old Taoist priest used his ability to borrow good fortune, a wall in a corner of the Qionghua Palace suddenly cracked open, revealing a gap.

The old Taoist was overjoyed. Han Yu's pills were sometimes just so unreasonable; they seemed strange, but their effects were truly remarkable.

Last time, when they were on the brink of death, Meng Yun almost killed him. He had used that technique once before, and then Mu Zili arrived.

But thinking of this, the old Taoist priest felt a pang of sorrow again.

The wall has collapsed, but there's not a single person who can save me. Even if I'm lucky, someone still needs to come to my rescue!

"Back off first!"

Seeing the wall collapse with a loud crash, Mu Zili urged them on.

As the group fought and retreated, they filed out one by one, only to find that the area outside was already surrounded by cultivators from the Heavenly Dao Sect. The crowd was so dense that even Mu Zili felt a chill run down his spine.

There were too many people; even he would have to kneel down in the face of such a crowd.

"How to do?"

With four junior elders of the Pixiang Hall in front and countless Divine Platform cultivators behind, even a daring guy like Chen Xixi couldn't help but turn pale.

"We can only hope that Han Yu will return soon!"

The spirit spoke with a stern face: "In this situation, if this bastard doesn't come back, we're doomed."

Damn it, they said that if I used all my supernatural powers, everything would be fine, but that's bullshit, it doesn't work at all.

The person has been rescued, but cannot leave.

The four figures moved in unison. With the Dao Palace no longer hindering them, the Dharma Forms moved even more freely, and countless Heavenly Dao Sect cultivators joined the attack.

The old Taoist gritted his teeth and simultaneously used the "Words Become Law" technique on all four sides of the cultivators.

With his mouth agape, he said, "He will fall within seven steps."

Similarly, he still suffered a powerful backlash, spitting out mouthfuls of blood. His spiritual energy surged wildly, almost breaking free of his body, but he managed to suppress it.

Modifying the constitution is never without its costs.

The more modifications are made, the greater the backlash becomes. He used an ability that should have been used individually on an area, so you can imagine how big the backlash would be.

But it was precisely because the old Taoist priest intervened that the surrounding cultivators were suddenly thrown about.

Before the four Dharma forms arrived, Mu Zili, holding the artifact spirit in one hand and the old Taoist in the other, tried to transform into a five-colored ray of light and escape.

But suddenly, an extremely oppressive aura appeared and instantly filled the air. The mere lock of the aura immediately froze his figure in place.

A group of people turned to look, and Jiang Xinyuan, with a frown, slowly stepped out of the Pixiang Hall.

"Third brother, do you want to wipe us all out?"

The old Taoist priest's face instantly turned ashen, and he weakly cried out.

Jiang Xinyuan glanced around, looked at Mu Zili and Chen Xixi, and then his gaze lingered on the artifact spirit, his expression suddenly turning cold.

"How dare you side with the will of Heaven?"

The old Taoist priest was taken aback for a moment, then quickly flew into a rage.

"You're just making baseless accusations against me. If you want to kill me, you don't need to use this excuse."

The old Taoist priest, who had been trapped overseas, was naturally unaware of the outside world. However, his self-righteousness only earned him ridicule.

"Why don't you just ask your good apprentice?"

Jiang Xinyuan sneered repeatedly.

The old Taoist priest actually turned to look at Mu Zili. Everything else was fine, but this was the taboo he never dared to touch, or rather, he never got involved in these matters.

So even though those idiots in the Four Extremes Palace wanted to kill him, they didn't dare to.

But if one were to side with the will of Heaven, Emperor Liuxin would probably be overjoyed to hear of this crime.

With just this reason, those four old guys would definitely dare to kill him openly.

Because he crossed the line.

Mu Zili's face turned ashen, but he finally nodded.

"I...I made the decision."

The old Taoist was dumbfounded. Su Xiaoxiao was always causing trouble, while Chen Xixi was always planning big things. Of the three disciples, the second disciple was the most capable and the most steady.

Even if you beat the old Taoist priest to death, you would never have imagined that the one who played the most ruthless would be Mu Zili.

This is a case of not making a move until it's deadly!
Jiang Xinyuan laughed again, pointed at the artifact spirit and continued, "This little guy is the spirit of that brat, and that brat is a member of the Heavenly Dao. If I were to kill you, Master would have nothing to say, right?" This was indeed the best reason to kill the old Taoist.

"Do it!"

Having said that, he calmly waved his hand, leaving the rest to be handled by the four junior elders and the large group of cultivators.

……

"Can you not leave?"

Han Yu continued to chase, the aurora constantly swirling around Di Liuxin, and various noisy sounds appeared all around him, which made Di Liuxin grit his teeth in anger.

The more Han Yu acted this way, the less Di Liuxin dared to linger.

"Cooperating with the Underworld is like asking a tiger for its skin. Do you think they will let you go? Let Zhongzhou go?"

Di Liuxin continued to take steps while sneering.

The surrounding scenery was constantly changing, and the speed was already at its limit, but Han Yu was always able to stay close by, which was the most outrageous thing.

Clearly, their strength is still insufficient, yet their speed has already reached such a level.

In terms of direct confrontation, Di Liuxin was confident that he could easily overpower his opponent, but in terms of speed, he was not confident that he could defeat his opponent.

If those strange abilities are combined, anyone who encounters them will have a headache.

This already puts him in an invincible position from the start; even if you can't beat him, killing him alone would be extremely difficult.

Unless one is responsible for destroying the Dharma image and the other is responsible for capturing and killing him.

No wonder the Underworld sent him to lure the enemy.

In his imagination, a massive battle had probably already broken out on the other side of Shitai.

He dared not stop for a moment. In a few instants, his figure turned into a blur, and upon closer inspection, he was even faster.

Han Yu was dumbfounded. He wasn't surprised by the other party's speed, but by what the other party said.

When did he cooperate with the Yama Palace?

Cho!
Is this bastard thinking something inappropriate?

Then, by sheer chance, it worked out.

That's insane!

What about Shitai?
He found out very quickly!
Following Di Liuxin all the way back to the stone platform, Di Liuxin himself was the first to be stunned.

Not the Hall of Yama, the King of Hell?
Looking at the few lonely figures like Mu Zili and his group, and the surrounding formation of their own side.

The imagined great battle did not occur, and there was not a single person to be seen in the Yama Palace.

While letting out a sigh of relief, she couldn't help but glare at Han Yu resentfully.

Han Yu had no interest in looking at him. On the stone platform a mile away, four Dharma images were simultaneously attacking the artifact spirit and the others.

Five colors of light—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—flickered continuously, flames swept across, and the surrounding cultivators were stopped, while the surging waves overturned them.

Thorns kept extending and whipping at the surrounding cultivators.

The artifact spirit was indeed able to wreak havoc in front of cultivators at the Divine Platform Realm.

However, the four enormous figures that attacked them advanced with unstoppable momentum.

All supernatural powers are powerless against him.

"Supernatural powers, little Dao'er, you think you can stop us with that?"

The junior elder within one of the Dharma images had a cold smile in his eyes.

At that moment, a vibrant life force suddenly spread, and before anyone could react, the same voice appeared from all directions at the same time.

"Would you like to rephrase your words?"

But soon, the voice was filled with another sigh.

"Never mind, maybe next time!"

Han Yu's figure appeared in front of the Dharma image, his sword finger extended out without anyone noticing, piercing through the Dharma image and leaving a blood hole the size of a thumb on the little elder's head.

There would be no next time. The young elder was still in shock, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything. His Dharma form shattered, and the figure inside fell straight down.

When Han Yu looked at the other three, he had already raised his finger again.

(End of this chapter)