Chapter 1034 - 999: Bottle, Come

Vitality!

The Wise Old Man once said that this person tricked the Heavenly Dao into handing over the rules of decline, vitality, and creation.

Decline was given to the phantom wraith, while this person still holds vitality and creation.

The power of the rules instantly spread throughout Han Yu’s physical body, and within the blink of an eye, flesh rapidly grew over the empty skeleton.

In just a few breaths, the body reappeared perfectly intact.

The Artifact Spirit couldn’t help but change its expression drastically, the opponent’s means were cruel to the extreme.

After stripping away its flesh, now allowing it to regrow flesh just to continue torture.

But within the Sea of Consciousness, Han Yu secretly let out a sigh of relief; he guessed right!

The actions of the Celestial Being show they dare not let him die!

As long as the things are not taken away, he will not die.

"But I will die, die from the sheer agony!"

The Artifact Spirit felt it could persist this far, only because it had seen the grand spectacle with Han Yu, otherwise it would have collapsed at the start.

It’s not that it can’t endure; it’s that this pain is too terrifying.

"Is it over soon?"

The Wise Old Man finally broke the silence, suddenly speaking within the Sea of Consciousness.

Han Yu glanced at the Ping; it was his first time watching the Ping devour Qi Fortune in his Sea of Consciousness, though this time it was quiet, devoid of the previous commotion.

The reason why Han Yu particularly noticed the Ping was because of the conversation between the Wise Old Man and the Celestial Being.

Understanding the Wise Old Man, this old ghost filled with cunning wouldn’t mention anything twice.

When the Wise Old Man spoke to him, he said upon his death, the Sea of Consciousness would implode and the other party would gain nothing from inside.

To the Celestial Being, he said upon his death, the things inside would return to the Heavenly Dao.

The difference mentioned involved the Sea of Consciousness, and Han Yu didn’t believe the old ghost would be without cunning, so he quietly observed within the Sea of Consciousness.

Then he noticed the Ping silently devouring Qi Fortune.

Why take Qi Fortune but to revive the Ping.

What was the Ping doing now? Reviving.

Though they exchanged no words, Han Yu understood the implication.

The revival of the Ping could help him escape the predicament.

This also explained why he could remain unperturbed throughout.

This process among it all meant the Artifact Spirit was suffering immensely.

The Ping’s devouring process was silent, and even after devouring there were no abnormalities, yet Han Yu felt within that the Ping was drastically different.

As for how it’s different, he hadn’t used it before and couldn’t say.

Seeing the Artifact Spirit being "whipped" again, Han Yu had already prepared in secret.

"After all, he’s not descended in true form, merely a fragment of his soul, don’t fear Him."

As Han Yu approached the moment of action, the Wise Old Man hastily offered encouragement within the Sea of Consciousness.

Yet this kind of encouragement scared Han Yu nearly half to death.

This was merely a soul fragment! What if the true form descended, how could one stand against it?

"Don’t lose hope; in the future, you too can do the same. But first, survive to see that day."

The Wise Old Man seemed to realize his encouragement wasn’t quite right and quickly began to make amends.

Meanwhile, through the constant wails, the Artifact Spirit suddenly gritted its teeth and steadied itself.

Just because Han Yu spoke.

"Leave it to me."

In perfect sync, the man and the spirit switched to a controlling mode.

At this moment, though the body bore marks of crying, the aura was starkly different.

"Do you wish to fight me?"

The Celestial Being couldn’t help but pause his fingers, his gaze indifferent, speaking in a teasing tone.

Han Yu remained silent, merely drawing his blade, and the next moment the vast power of the Sea of Consciousness began to surge.

The first to change disastrously were Yan San and Yan Si, for they had seen this move and suffered greatly from it.

How could Yan Yi and others give him a chance? Before the Sea of Consciousness’s power surged too much, they all made their move together.

Han Yu fiercely swung his blade, and as the West River Slash unleashed a barrage of golden rain, he let out an enraged roar.

"Bottle come!"

A tiny figure flew quickly from his brow as summoned, expanding rapidly and instantaneously encompassing him within.

All this change happened in the blink of an eye, the Celestial Being’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

Object of the Heavenly Dao!

It finally appeared, even he couldn’t resist acting; reaching out into the void to grasp, this time it was no illusion, the palm expanded so large it seemed to cover the heavens.

Yan Yi and others’ attacks struck the bottle form, only causing it to shake incessantly!

All spiritual power was blocked outside the bottle and could advance no further.

Yan Yi and others quickly switched tactics again.

The result was the same; all stopped by the bottle beyond its surface.

Han Yu was shocked beyond measure.

Even rules can be blocked?

I... am invincible?

He couldn’t help but indulge in such blissful thoughts.

Until that enormous hand approached, slapped down afterwards, followed by a thunderous roar.

Han Yu remained unharmed in the Sea of Consciousness, but the Artifact Spirit was shaken violently, feeling as though its bones were trembling, emitting creaking sounds.

The Celestial Being’s strike, surprisingly terrifying.

However, the bottle remained intact, even such a terrifying blow only caused a shake.

The opponent, seeing the bottle intact, raised the hand again, slapping repeatedly, as if heaven and earth were pressing down, the immense might silencing all things.

Like an overwhelming sweep around Han Yu, the bottle was like a lone boat in the sea, floating turbulently but always upright.

The Artifact Spirit clenched its teeth tightly, the pain caused by the vibrations seemed to tear its whole body, yet it dared not make a sound.

Afraid of affecting Han Yu’s performance.

Since Han Yu could endure such immense pain, it had to bear it.

At this moment, Han Yu controlled his body steadily in the Sea of Consciousness, slicing down fiercely with the West River Slash, instantly, wind and clouds surged, a vast power rapidly spread out, like surging rivers, waves crashing.

Yan Yi and others resisted but were directly pushed away by this force.

The rules of plunder constantly eroded their bodies, scaring everyone into immediately countering with rules.

From beginning to end, the only one who didn’t move was the Celestial Being.

Facing the sudden rules, the opponent’s brow and eyes didn’t even twitch, just waved a hand, similarly spreading a breath.

A life-giving power emerged continuously, and for a time even drowned out the power of plunder.

"Not easy to fight!"

Han Yu gritted his teeth fiercely in the Sea of Consciousness.

In the next moment, the old sage’s tone was filled with peculiarity, "I encouraged you to escape well, not to fight them..."

In the Soul Realm, the old sage’s expression was like seeing a ghost, good heavens, daring to wrestle with the Celestial Being relying merely on a Heavenly Dao artifact.

Such courage was extraordinarily bold.

Yet Han Yu, at this moment, also probed the bottle’s capabilities, capable of protecting him.

Realizing this, Han Yu immediately withdrew his knife, his figure like a ghost, with a magical maneuver propelling him ten miles away, leaving Yan Yi and others completely behind.

"Next time we meet, I will slaughter you one by one!"

In the void, Han Yu left behind these words full of killing intent.

Before he could feel joy, a voice slowly responded in the void.

"Is that so?"

Han Yu turned back immediately, almost cursing aloud.

Thinking he had escaped, he had merely shaken off Yan Yi and others, yet the Celestial Being stood silently beside him with folded hands.

Such a bizarre scene, surroundings changed rapidly, while the two remained motionless like clay sculptures.

It seemed rather reasonable for the Celestial Being to catch up to him, yet extremely absurd.

Han Yu’s face turned livid, gritting his teeth, unleashing full force, his figure pulling away another ten miles, but the Celestial Being leisurely caught up once again.

Not only catching up, but a subsequent attack followed.

As if walking leisurely, waving the hand continuously slapping.

The void in the Central Continent continued erupting with huge rumbles, yet nothing was visible causing this.

In this way, fighting all the way out of the Central Continent, reaching the sea, the Celestial Being still attacking.

The Artifact Spirit was nearly crying, being the most miserable one here.

All of Han Yu’s pain was experienced by it, it truly was the greatest torment.

Though the bottle could preserve life, it couldn’t withstand the opponent’s terrifying power, and the tremendous vibrations transmitted inward were also quite damaging.

Han Yu didn’t suffer, but his face was very grim, controlling his body to keep fleeing, attempting to escape.

But the opponent stuck close like a shadow, like a sticky plaster, impossible to shake off.

Both sides pressed on from the sea all the way deeper, the battle lines extended continuously, and the vast sea area remained restless.

As the fight continued, the Artifact Spirit increasingly felt something was wrong because Han Yu seemed to head toward the overseas direction, promptly shouting in the Sea of Consciousness.

"Are you crazy? That place belongs to another’s territory."

Last time, both sides could join forces to kill Han Yu, isn’t he jumping into another fire pit?

"No, I understand his intention now."

The old sage’s tone involuntarily carried delight, inwardly applauding Han Yu’s move.

Indeed, he understood Han Yu’s thinking; both sides could combine forces to kill him.

But if a Celestial Being’s avatar was involved, things would be different.

No one would want the opponent to penetrate their territory.

The tacit understanding was mutual, but the two Celestial Beings would never cooperate.

Could not possibly cooperate.

Even concerning rules, which were the most sensitive matter, both sides always did not concede, Han Yu discerned that they had only tacit understanding, not cooperation.

The Celestial Being seemed to also sense Han Yu’s intention, suddenly attacking more fiercely, the whole bottle shook more violently, Han Yu was fine, but the Artifact Spirit directly spat blood, flesh gradually tearing, a truly miserable sight.

"You bastard, can’t you go any faster, I can barely hold on, it really hurts."

The Artifact Spirit wailed ghostly in the Sea of Consciousness.

Han Yu maintained a composed expression, controlling the physical body with a serious demeanor, unexpectedly benefiting from the disaster, as the Artifact Spirit bore the pain for him, allowing him to concentrate entirely on using the physical body.

Suddenly, a vague scene had entered his vision.

"Almost there, prepare yourself."

Han Yu shouted loudly.

The Artifact Spirit was stunned, prepare for what?

No need to ask, as that Celestial River hung in the sky, coming from afar, instantly split into two currents, one towards Han Yu, the other towards the Yama Hall’s Celestial Being...