Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Yan Yi and his men were tracking it, but they were always about ten miles away from the aurora.

Gradually, he began to sense that something was wrong.

Firstly, although this light was fast, it didn't have the same elusive feeling as before. Previously, Han Yu's movement technique was so fast that he could traverse ten miles at a time, appearing ghostly and without a trace.

Secondly, as I said before, something is still missing.

But the aura was quite good; it was definitely Han Yu's.

Most importantly, the rules don't lie; he tried it himself and it was indeed a rule of plunder.

With this question in mind, he could only continue to lead his men in relentless pursuit.

Meanwhile, "Han Yu" in front of them was constantly getting into an argument.

"Can you go faster?"

"It's about to explode. Mo Xiuwen's cooking skills are still not good enough."

"Didn't you get involved too? And now you're telling me it's not okay?"

The spirit suddenly popped out of "Han Yu's" arms and roared angrily.

At this moment, "Han Yu," or rather, the Soul Armor, responded with an annoyed expression, "You call what I did 'participation'?"

The people who were actually involved were Mo Xiuwen and the original body that failed. He didn't have to do anything at all. He was just responsible for lying there being dissected, refined, and stuffed into various traps.

Inside his robes, clusters of ethereal jade were inlaid.

They really are the type who take their own life for granted and try to destroy it.

The most hateful one is that bastard who set his sights on his own body.

He is a body forged from a magical artifact; in a sense, he is a humanoid magical artifact.

This caused him great distress.

Two inhuman beings pushed him into the small workshop and subjected him to a brutal overhaul.

Now his spiritual power was surging to its limit, and he felt as if he was about to burst into flames. The mechanisms within his body were constantly compressing and unleashing the power of the Void Jade and himself.

If it weren't for his special body, no matter what material it was, even those mechanical artifacts, it wouldn't be possible to do this.

But the effect was indeed obvious; his speed was increased to the extreme, but it was only used for speed.

If used for anything else, the body simply cannot withstand it.

Even now, Soul Armor felt he was nearing his limit; his body truly couldn't hold on any longer.

To pull Yan Yi and the others so far ahead, he's really done something amazing this time; he'll have something to brag about in the future.

"I'll find a way to send you down, then lure you a short distance before you're ready to die."

Soul Armor glanced at the jungle below and suddenly spoke.

His task was to take Han Yu's place and lure the people away. He and the spirit artifact would work together, and it was no problem for him to disguise himself as Han Yu.

But the real problem is how to gain Yan Yi's trust.

Therefore, the role of the weapon spirit is to work with him to use the Hexi Slash at crucial moments, which of course requires Chen Xixi to change his aura.

Everything was progressing as planned, but his body was collapsing faster than expected.

Such immense power was ultimately beyond his ability to withstand.

It is already quite remarkable to be able to maintain it for even a short while.

He can die at will, but the spirit of the artifact cannot.

The speeding figure suddenly moved, the aurora quickly fell and plunged into the forest for a moment before soaring back into the sky.

The spirit of the artifact had already leaped out and immediately disappeared underground the moment the Soul Armor entered the forest, and the prepared mist immediately enveloped itself. Only when it saw that Yan Yi and the others were still chasing the Soul Armor did it secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, everything is going according to plan, so there shouldn't be any problem with that bastard!

Just as he thought of this, the token suddenly vibrated. The spirit took out the small token that Mo Xiuwen had specially made for it from its pocket, and at this moment a hurried voice came.

"I'm in trouble, come help me!"

The spirit's expression suddenly changed; Han Yu was pleading for his help.

……

Let's go back half an hour.

Han Yu tried everything but couldn't break free from the underground prison, and had even given up hope.

He was even prepared to have everyone retreat; since he had already fallen here, there was no point in continuing.

"It seems that only the Heavenly Dao can intervene."

The wise old man sighed helplessly.

With such methods and arrangements, besides the intervention of Heaven, who else could rescue Han Yu?

Or should we send people from Zhongzhou to exchange their lives for his?
As soon as the wise man finished thinking, Han Yu immediately stopped him from pursuing the idea.

"No one is allowed to come over."

He grabbed the token and shouted.

So many people died just trying to break the magic array above.

Now that he's imprisoned, he's likely to die as many as come.

This is no longer something that can be solved by taking lives.

"I've already sent Wuxian and the others back!"

From within the token, Yin Wang spoke impatiently.

Unlike Han Yu, he had placed a heavy bet and wanted to see the outcome; this was no longer just Han Yu's business.

Once Han Yu is finished, they shouldn't even think about surviving either.

Han Yu was not optimistic about this. Even though he was not involved in the plan, he knew that it must be a series of interconnected steps, and there could not be any problems.

And they didn't have much time to begin with.

Now that Wuxian and the old Taoist have returned, it will probably be in vain.

They're more likely to fall into the fire along with them. "Will Heaven intervene?"

Han Yu could only place his hopes on the Heavenly Dao; only the Heavenly Dao could reverse this situation.

"Then do you hope that Heaven will intervene?"

The wise man countered with a question.

If Heaven were to intervene, it might be able to save him, but who knows if the other party is also waiting for Heaven to appear?

As I said before, in this contest, whoever strikes first will suffer the consequences.

Han Yu was stunned. Did he want the Heavenly Dao to intervene?
From his perspective, he would naturally hope for divine intervention.

But if the price of Heaven's intervention is so high, would he still dare to let Heaven intervene?

"Damn it, don't come any more, do whatever you want!"

Han Yu spoke up angrily.

If neither option works, it's better to let him figure out a solution himself.

Waiting to die is definitely not his style; he never lets go of any opportunity, no matter how small.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have risked their lives time and time again to survive.

"There's another way, which is to rely on yourself."

The wise old man suddenly uttered a sentence.

Han Yu was still annoyed, feeling that the wise old man was talking nonsense. Wasn't he trying to find a way to rely on himself?
Besides, if he really had a solution, why would he need to waste time talking here?

"Do you trust that artifact spirit?"

The wise old man suddenly asked.

Han Yu almost laughed in exasperation, and said irritably, "Nonsense, I believe it more than I believe you."

Or rather, his relationship with the spirit of the artifact had long surpassed that of anyone else.

Even bottles are no exception.

Just like it always says.

“We’re in cahoots.”

Therefore, how could he not believe the other party?

"That's good. Now call it back."

The wise old man spoke thoughtfully, his tone momentarily complex.

Han Yu immediately realized the problem and grasped the key point.

"You old devil, are you hiding some trick from me again?"

The wise old man coughed a few times, speaking in a tone that seemed to be changing the subject.

"Don't ask. I'll teach you the method when it comes back."

"Speak," the wise old man said, no matter how much Han Yu pressed him for answers.

Han Yu knew the other person was still there, but he refused to speak.

Left with no other choice, he immediately picked up the token and spoke...

……

The Soul Armor finally reached its limit, but Yan Yi and the others finally realized something was wrong.

Two auras.

Before them was the aura of Han Yu, but far away in the western region, the methods they used also warned of the presence of another Han Yu aura.

The arrangement within the body was left behind by celestial beings, so it's absolutely impossible for it to be wrong.

The person in front of him was someone Yan Yi had personally experienced; the rules wouldn't lie.

A group of people sped along, asking him questions as they went.

"What exactly happened? One of them appeared over there too?"

Yan Qi spoke up, "Both sides have their own version, so which one is the truth?"
Yan Yi didn't stop at all, maintaining his speed without slowing down, and responded quickly.

"The setup over there won't be any problems. Let's pursue them first; no matter which one it is, they won't escape."

The camp setup had taken a long time, and he was confident there wouldn't be any problems.

Even if Han Yu were to actually break in, he would never return; besides, there was more than one setup over there.

They weren't just targeting Han Yu; the Heavenly Dao was also their objective.

So no matter which side is right, he won't let it go as long as there's a chance.

The figure before him seemed to be at its wit's end, and Yan Yi was overjoyed. He immediately led his men in a full-scale pursuit.

The Soul Armor was indeed at its limit; not only had his body reached its limit, but he had also used up all the Void Jade.

It's hard to imagine the terrifying consequences of such a large amount of ethereal jade continuously erupting on him for so long.

Instantly, his limbs burst into flames and quickly turned to ashes.

Subsequently, as his speed decreased, cracks gradually appeared all over his body, and the various grotesque gaps continued to widen.

Soul Armor sighed. This was all he could do; he had done everything he could to the best of his ability.

Thinking of this, he stopped trying to escape, and he was too exhausted to do so anyway.

When Yan Yi and his group caught up with them, they were so angry they almost wanted to curse.

It really is fake!
Although the identical face bore the same hateful smile, the constantly collapsing body was a stark reminder of their impending doom.

"You've been tricked."

Soul Armor looked at the group of people with a mocking expression, laughing unrestrainedly.

Yan Yi, exuding murderous intent, suddenly attacked.

Before the soul armor could even disintegrate on its own, it was reduced to ashes! (End of Chapter)