Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

A group of people turned to look at Quan Xiaotong, and were surprised.

How could Quan Xiaotong solve something that even the wise old man couldn't?

Quan Xiaotong's expression remained strange. He couldn't guarantee it would work, but he had come up with a solution.

The wise old man in the Soul Realm immediately perked up. This man from the Central Continent had left a very deep impression on him; he was wise, resourceful, and even somewhat monstrous.

So when he heard Quan Xiaotong's words, he immediately became interested and spoke up.

"You tell us first. If it's not mature, we can let it mature."

Everyone was listening to Quan Xiaotong's method, and he hesitated for a long time before speaking in a strange tone.

"I remember you can freely use items from the Heavenly Dao to send Han Yu back to the Soul Realm, right?"

He first asked a question in return.

"Yes."

The wise old man did not deny this point; as long as the bottle was willing to cooperate, he could indeed pull Han Yu into the Soul Realm at any time.

Quan Xiaotong breathed a sigh of relief, then continued to ask, "If this object becomes a... artifact spirit, is that possible?"

Even though he knew that the true form of the artifact spirit came from the evil thoughts of the Heavenly Dao, he still habitually referred to it as the artifact spirit.

The wise old man on the other side of the soul realm was already deep in thought. Theoretically, it seemed possible. The arrangement was made on Han Yu's body, so as long as the artifact spirit was still on Han Yu's body, he could pull it into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"If you pull the spirit inside, then Han Yu's physical body will be freed up."

A group of people stared at him as if they had seen a ghost, even the wise old man.

This is such a bizarre idea, but believe it or not, it might actually solve the problem.

"No wonder Heaven favors you so much; this world is indeed giving birth to all sorts of miracles."

The wise old man spoke with deep emotion.

It must be said that Quan Xiaotong's method was highly feasible.

Even without Han Yu's prompting, the Wise Old Man immediately began to use his methods in the Soul Realm.

Soon, when the bewildered spirit appeared in the Soul Realm for the second time, it gritted its teeth and charged forward, cursing as it went.

"Fuck you! You think I'm some kind of evil thought from the Heavenly Dao? You think you can refine me? Eat shit!"

The display was incredibly powerful, with various Five Elements supernatural powers being unleashed continuously, and even the fingers leaving afterimages as they pointed, constantly emitting streams of power from the rules.

In his anger, the spirit of the artifact felt for the first time that he had performed beyond his usual abilities.

Then... he was slapped to the ground by the wise old man.

Those supernatural powers and rules couldn't even touch the hem of the other's clothes.

For a moment, the spirit burst into tears of grievance.

The wise old man looked troubled and had a very strange expression. Who would have thought that a perfectly good evil thought of Heaven would turn into this?

Could it be that because the way of Heaven is supremely benevolent, evil thoughts cannot arise?
On the other side, after the spirit of the artifact was taken away by the wise old man, Han Yu felt his soul being pulled by a force. After he let this force exert itself, his soul was suddenly pulled out of his sea of ​​consciousness. The next moment, a feeling of being grounded filled his whole body before he slowly opened his eyes.

He is back!

It actually worked.

The powerful figures from the Central Continent all breathed a sigh of relief. Only with Han Yu's return could this plan against the Yama Palace be considered a success.

Now that he has gained good fortune, Han Yu must have improved tremendously, right?
"What realm are you in now?"

Yin Wang was the first to ask, and he couldn't help but care, as it was quite important to him.

Han Yu shook his head strangely, "I didn't improve at all this time."

The demon and everyone who heard it looked as if they had seen a ghost. They had paid such a high price, but hadn't improved at all.

"An object of the Heavenly Dao?"

Quan Xiaotong, however, guessed first.

Han Yu must have had something to rely on to escape from the celestial being's clone.

Relying on strength is unrealistic; it can only be something from the heavens.

So, the bottle that enveloped Han Yu that day?
Not only Quan Xiaotong guessed it, but others also guessed it one after another.

The things of Heaven have been revived!
Upon further reflection, everyone realized that this seemed to be even more significant than Han Yu improving his strength.

Both groups of celestial beings possessed a celestial artifact, and now Han Yu has also completely acquired one. Doesn't this truly create a three-way struggle? Does Han Yu now have the confidence to contend with the other two groups of celestial beings?

The more they thought about it, the more excited they became.

"You're celebrating too soon."

The wise man's words were like cold water, instantly extinguishing the rising emotions of the crowd.

"That's only 90% recovery. Do you really think you can directly compete with a Heavenly Dao artifact?"

As the wise old man spoke, he casually tossed the spirit of the artifact out of the village.

A figure appeared in Han Yu's sea of ​​consciousness; it was the long-lost spirit of the artifact.

After returning to his sea of ​​consciousness, the guy happily wandered around, but soon set his sights on the bottle.

It also heard what the wise old man said, and immediately ran out of its sea of ​​consciousness to ask Han Yu for confirmation, "It really is only 90%."

There was another thing that made it look particularly bad.

Han Yu quickly noticed the spirit's expression, his heart skipped a beat, thinking something had happened, and hurriedly asked what was wrong.

"Did something happen?"

The spirit then spoke with a bitter expression, gesturing with its hands and feet.

"The bottle has changed again, and I'm out of work!"

At first, the people couldn't understand, but they gradually understood through the spirit's words.

Han Yu's body is now devoid of elixirs containing the essence of the Heavenly Dao!
The bottle is no longer dispensing pills!
"This is outrageous. At first, one a day was like a death sentence, then one every three days, and you had to wait if you wanted more. Now they're just not giving us any at all."

Before Han Yu could retaliate, the spirit of the artifact began to huff and puff and curse.

"It's not that we don't want to give it, it's that the power that Heaven left in the bottle has been completely exhausted."

But then the wise old man suddenly spoke up.

Everyone knew about the Heavenly Dao artifact within Han Yu's body, and they also knew that Han Yu could obtain a pill every three days, which later became an open secret.

Are the elixirs gone now?
The cultivators from Zhongzhou immediately turned pale, except for Yin Wang and Quan Xiaotong, who seemed to be deep in thought.

"Therefore, the effect of the things of Heaven is not given to pills; giving pills is a means of Heaven."

Quan Xiaotong seemed to understand something and slowly began to speak.

"That's normal."

Yin Wang nodded and said in a serious tone.

After all, this item of the Heavenly Dao was unreasonable from the beginning. It had a spirit and could provide pills on time, making it completely different from the other two.

Now that you explain it this way, it finally makes sense.

And with the wise old man's explanation, the matter of the elixir finally had a reasonable explanation.

"One pill a day is to urge you to grow as quickly as possible."

"What about one pill every three days?"

The spirit couldn't help but ask on Han Yu's behalf.

Actually, there's no need to ask anymore, because we can probably guess the reason.

Sure enough, the wise old man sighed silently and said, "Naturally, the power left by the Heavenly Dao is almost used up."

This makes sense; there's always a trend where the more a system recovers, the stronger its functions become, not the other way around.

"Although you are now 90% recovered and usable, you must never confront the Celestials head-on, especially when they control the things of the Heavenly Dao."

"It can't completely protect you yet."

The wise old man gave a long admonition.

Just like that day, although the glass bottle could block 90% of the attacks, Han Yu still had to bear 10% of the damage himself; otherwise, the spirit of the artifact would not have suffered such a miserable fate.

Han Yu understood and nodded silently.

"If we can't defeat the Celestials, then Jingzhe and Yan Yi should be fine, right?"

Does he still remember what he said that day? (End of Chapter)