Chapter 1036 - 1001: It Was Afraid of Pain and Fainted First

Han Yu was blocked by the Celestial Being who personally descended.

This news shrouded the hearts of the cultivators in Central Continent like dark clouds.

Quan Xiaotong’s face was even more gloomy, no matter how confident he was in Han Yu, he couldn’t cope with the situation of facing a Celestial Being this time.

After all, this is a character who can contend with the Heavenly Dao, unmatched by any cultivator.

If traced back to the source, they are still pioneers of cultivation.

Facing such figures, Han Yu almost touched the highest level of power in this world, without exception.

"It’s just a clone..."

Ling Wuce wanted to comfort a bit but found that even the people from both forces such as Yinwu and Wuxian had dark faces, so he couldn’t continue.

They were the ones who knew best the terror of Celestial Beings, so ever since their return, both sides were visibly upset.

Now after a day and night had passed, still no news came through.

So Yinwu’s first thought was that Han Yu had already perished.

If Han Yu died, then Central Continent would also face disaster.

In what he speculated, the Heavenly Dao’s favor over a cultivator could be tremendous, thus making the Heavenly Dao’s troubles equally immense.

This is the most lethal predicament.

In this case, it meant they would follow suit to perish.

With things done to such extent, those monster forces on both sides naturally wouldn’t spare them.

Wuxian was in despair, feeling the worst among them.

Because he had given everything he had, yet faced this situation.

Leave?

This question simultaneously arose in the minds of people from both sides.

Wuxian couldn’t help but glance at Yinwu, after exchanging glances, they understood each other’s meaning.

Quan Xiaotong naturally saw the glance exchange between them, couldn’t help but sigh.

"If you want to leave, you can do so anytime."

He was equally clear in his heart that the reason these groups came to their side was all due to Han Yu.

Whether it was souls like Hun Bugui and Shi Xiu willing to submit, or collaborators like Yinwu and Wuxian.

Even Daoist Mu Zili and his family.

They all came because of Han Yu.

With Han Yu in trouble, Quan Xiaotong no longer had any confidence to keep them.

"I’m not leaving, I’ve been quite content here."

Daoist Mu Zili said with a gloomy face, shaking his head.

Mu Zili and a few others didn’t speak anything more, but silently nodded.

When Han Yu ventured overseas alone to save the Daoist and them, this favor became hard to repay.

"In truth, there’s no point in leaving or staying."

Yinwu suddenly smiled bitterly, whether to leave or not makes no difference.

The difference is merely whether Central Continent dies before them, and after Central Continent’s destruction, it would be their turn.

Thus, Yinwu surprisingly didn’t want to leave, which was the meaning of his glance earlier.

With his words, Wuxian hesitated, because Yinwu wasn’t wrong; even if they lingered, how much longer could they survive?

In a world completely controlled by Celestial Beings, to obliterate them completely is likely easy!

Thinking about this, Wuxian remained silent, sighing endlessly.

This plan encountered too many unexpected changes.

First, they didn’t anticipate that there would also be arrangements underneath the Enlightenment Forest.

This point made Yinwu’s face extremely unpleasant, for he was the least likely to overlook, after all, he was the one who discovered Han Yu stealing Qi Fortune underground!

Second, they didn’t expect the Celestial Being would actually personally descend.

This was indeed an irresolvable scenario for any scheme; Divine Techniques couldn’t surpass fate, it was pretty much like this.

No matter how skillfully they designed, in front of insurmountable power, only despair remained.

Everyone was depressed, with extraordinarily gloomy faces.

The vast deck was as silent as death.

Until...

When Han Yu noticed himself slowing down, he realized things were amiss.

Then came a blackout in his Sea of Consciousness, losing the ability to see anything.

This wasn’t his fault, nor was it his soul’s problem.

"Your body can’t hold on anymore."

Wise Elder’s voice suddenly sounded, full of urgency.

Externally, Han Yu’s controlled body remained standing, but his eyes were tightly shut.

"This damned thing, why didn’t it mention it couldn’t hold on."

Han Yu was anxious but didn’t know what was happening outside.

He was just a soul, not like an Artifact Spirit, able to perceive the external world through the body.

Currently, he was completely blind, forced to continue relying only on instincts.

"It... it lost consciousness a long time ago due to pain."

Wise Elder sighed, since Han Yu went to provoke Jingzhe and the others, this useless thing fainted first.

"You probably need to move faster; your vitality is rapidly depleting."

In the end, when facing an opponent like a Celestial Being’s clone, regardless of the Glazed Bottle’s strength, it depended on the adversary.

Surviving was already commendable, but these injuries were equally unavoidable.

Finally staggering into the sea near Central Continent cultivators, Han Yu dashed straight onto the deck.

A ship of people was brooding, suddenly finding a huge bottle crashing into them, almost provoking a brawl.

"Wait a minute!"

Yinwu suddenly shouted with a changed expression, he was the closest to the bottle and could see it most clearly.

The hurriedly glimpsed face was unmistakable.

"It’s Han Yu!"

As soon as he shouted the second time, all cultivators on the ship rushed forward to stop the rolling bottle instantly.

Everyone’s expressions were truly fascinating, especially upon confirming the figure inside.

Wuxian secretly wiped off cold sweat, his expression was the most complex, had it not been for Yinwu’s words earlier, he might’ve been the most likely to lead people away.

Luckily, he ultimately didn’t leave.

He never imagined that even facing a Celestial Being’s clone, Han Yu could still escape.

This guy is terrifying.

Almost as if he couldn’t die.

Yinwu was equally shocked, a Celestial Being’s clone carried part of the Celestial Being’s power, and Han Yu still navigated such an impossible situation, something he never expected.

At the same time, he made up his mind.

All in, bet heavily on Han Yu.

Originally, he might dismiss rumors among Central Continent cultivators about Han Yu potentially becoming Heavenly Dao, but now he’s analyzing bit by bit, afraid of missing any information about Han Yu.

Of course, these don’t matter anymore.

Important now is Han Yu’s particularly strange state.

His clothes drenched in blood, upon opening, was a ghastly sight, almost no intact flesh throughout.

He was barely breathing with tightly shut eyes.

Everyone anxiously wanted to help but struggled without a method to open the bottle.

Han Yu was equally worried, unable to communicate externally, while those outside had no Celestial Being-like ability to directly converse with him in the Sea of Consciousness.

Finally, Wise Elder spoke.

The urgent voice swiftly relayed through the void.

"I’ll have Han Yu withdraw the bottle, quickly treat him, he is nearing death."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the bottle vanished dream-like, leaving the gathered group to frantically pour box after box of Earth and Wood Pills, handfuls of pills madly fed into Han Yu’s mouth as if money was no object.

Only after numerous pills had gone through did they stabilize Han Yu’s aura.

But his flesh’s recovery remained painfully slow, everyone exchanged looks and continued pouring more.

Seeing Han Yu’s state increasingly stable, Quan Xiaotong finally dared to voice his doubts.

"From your earlier words, did Han Yu encounter yet another situation?"

He remembered the strangeness in Wise Elder’s earlier statement.

"Indeed, something occurred, he swapped places with the Artifact Spirit, his soul now resides in the Sea of Consciousness, unable to communicate with you directly."

Wise Elder explained.

Everyone present showed peculiar expressions, feeling utterly absurd.

"Then where is the Artifact Spirit?"

Someone couldn’t help but ask.

"It... this foolish thing lost consciousness due to pain..."