Chapter 738 - 681: What Kind of Normal Person Eats Blue Pills?

Han Yu was still having fun, but everyone else was completely dumbfounded with fear.

They watched as rivers flowed backward, mountains and rivers changed form, and Han Yu’s figure continuously emerged from all things.

They even saw Han Yu running rampant in this world without any restraint.

"I take back what I said before."

The Earth Spirit sighed dejectedly. Whether or not Han Yu had truly failed at the Way of Earth, there was no denying the terrifying strength he wielded even after failing.

However, a new thought arose. Is such power even something a cultivator can control?

Whether it’s the act of creation or the absolute control over this world, these are truly terrifying powers.

Can such power really be easily grasped by a cultivator?

Of course not.

Just as Han Yu was starting to enjoy himself, he couldn’t help but indulge.

This was much safer than the Fire Phoenix Dharma Aspect. Without the violent power continuously damaging his body, he could indulge as much as he wanted.

At worst, he would wait until his Sea of Consciousness ran out of power.

It’s laughable to say that he could control this tiny world, yet he still couldn’t control the supply of power from his Sea of Consciousness to stop.

So, it was only because of the mildness of the earth and wood attributes that he suffered less, but losing control was still a possibility.

"Suffer less?"

The Artifact Spirit raised its head in the Sea of Consciousness, its expression complicated.

"Do you want to take a look at your body before saying that?"

Sometimes it truly admired Han Yu’s dullness in certain aspects.

When Han Yu checked himself after being reminded, his face instantly turned pale.

Why did his clothes become so large?

No, how did he suddenly become so thin?

He now appeared emaciated, almost skeletal, and this state was continuing.

So, damn it, this was also a repercussion!

"How is this harsher than the Fire-Wood Dharma Aspect?"

Han Yu wanted to cry but had no tears. At least the Fire-Wood Dharma Aspect only tormented the body.

This Earth-Wood Dharma Aspect felt like it was consuming him.

"What you said is mostly correct, it is indeed consuming you."

The Artifact Spirit’s expression was complicated; no one knew better than it about the changes in Han Yu’s body.

From the moment it saw Han Yu creating, it had sensed his life force continuously draining from his body.

Especially as Han Yu continued creating, the rate of life force loss accelerated.

Within the ten-mile Dharma Aspect world, it was amazed by Han Yu’s vast life force and also shocked at the dreadful repercussions of the Dharma Aspect.

If it were anyone else, wouldn’t they possibly die instantly upon activating the Dharma Aspect?

In such a short time, Han Yu was now even worse than skin and bones, resembling a mere skeleton.

If this continued, it might be the end.

"Hurry and find a way to release the power of your Sea of Consciousness, otherwise, with your life force lower than the power of the Sea of Consciousness, death might be unavoidable."

The Artifact Spirit quickly shouted.

Currently, the only solution was still the old method, release the power.

"Damn it..."

Han Yu was so angry he wanted to curse, again with this.

The people of Central Continent had just finished watching a mesmerizing spectacle, only to suddenly find Han Yu fleeing frantically as if he were mad.

Soon after, the world was in constant turmoil.

He even pulled the Five Elements world directly into existence.

"Still not enough, faster."

The Artifact Spirit kept urging.

Han Yu wanted to move fast, but with the loss of life force, his movements were becoming increasingly sluggish.

In the end, with no other option, he summoned the Fire Phoenix Dharma Aspect as well.

The horizon looked like a cloud of fire, and a moment later, a thin figure plummeted...

This nearly scared the people of Central Continent to death, had he just awakened only to ruin himself again?

Someone quickly stepped in to catch him.

The once lush, vibrant vitality surrounding them quietly dissipated at that moment.

Without the life force from Han Yu to sustain it, all within this small world was ultimately an illusory bubble.

The sky in the Western Territory also appeared unimaginably unreal now.

As palace after palace stood towering, they seemed to affect the external environment of the Western Territory.

Creepy and murderous, the mix of two auras continuously spread outward.

Now it covered over half of the Western Territory.

The sky above was a gray haze, and even at noon, the sun couldn’t pierce through this layer of gloom.

The originally barren land was now even more desolate.

Hun Bugui stood with hands behind his back, the entire Dao Palace seemed to have a certain rhythm, touching the heart and yet drawing one into a mesmerized state.

Meng Yun failed, the formation’s core failed to activate on time, this was Yama Hall’s only unexpected occurrence.

Fortunately, the method of activation had merely been destroyed, the formation’s core, however...

"The Celestial Dao Sect wouldn’t be able to crack it even if they racked their brains."

This was Hun Bugui’s confidence and his assurance.

He walked out of the Dao Palace, where many were already kneeling, the setback on the formation’s core didn’t significantly impact the Yama Hall.

Or rather, the cultivators gathering here had only increased, with more people now than before.

"Form the array!"

A cultivator suddenly shouted softly, and in an instant, an army rose up in unison, densely covering the void.

"Set off!"

In a flash, a meteor shower rose above the Western Territory...

Mu Zili heard about the formation core from the Old Taoist.

It could be said that Yama Hall’s move really left them at a loss.

How can one talk about destruction with something that is invisible?

"It seems they also had a contingency plan for someone interfering with the formation core midway."

Mu Zili said darkly.

Because of this, the Yama Eye would certainly still try to reopen.

"Wasn’t it destroyed not long ago?"

The Old Taoist frowned. The clone that had been accumulating power was also destroyed by Han Yu.

Can Yama Hall really make a comeback so quickly?

"Wanna bet?"

However, Mu Zili appeared confident, he was extremely sure of his judgment.

"There will be movements in these few days."

Since even the Hall Master of the Soul Hall had descended, it showed that Yama Hall regarded this grand formation as immensely important.

The Old Taoist firmly believed in Mu Zili’s judgment; if it wasn’t important, they wouldn’t have specially sent a team to lure Su Xiaoxiao.

At that time, the commotion at the junction of the East and West Realms was indeed significant.

"What are you planning to do?"

The Old Taoist asked worriedly.

Mu Zili smiled faintly, and when he turned around, he was already in the grand hall within the small cave-heaven, surrounded by divine altars. He didn’t need to sit down personally; with just a stomp of his foot, light rose from the divine altars.

"Come down!"

With this brief sentence, the entire small cave-heaven was instantly enveloped in light, countless beams descending orderly.

This was his response.

"I plan to go personally."

The Old Taoist was taken aback upon hearing this; Mu Zili was going to take action personally?

Does this mean that Yama Hall and the Celestial Dao Sect are about to commence full-scale war?

The Old Taoist was immediately tempted; he also wanted to join the excitement.

"Why don’t you stay here?"

Mu Zili didn’t really want to take him along. If it were someone like Meng Yun, it wouldn’t be a problem.

But he dared not underestimate the power of the Soul Hall Master, and when the fight broke out, he might not be able to protect his own master.

"What nonsense, I’m not that weak."

The Old Taoist was red with anger, undoubtedly a sign of distrust.

As a master, being underestimated by a disciple was simply unbearable.

Mu Zili felt quite troubled. Seeing the Old Taoist now healthy and whole, he suddenly regretted healing him so quickly.

...

"Eat this! For healing."

Han Yu had just woken up, his whole head in a daze.

He touched his face, which wasn’t quite a face anymore, just a skull covered with a layer of skin.

The Earth Spirit Dharma Aspect was too harsh, almost draining him dry.

Limbs emaciated like sticks, he looked like he was on the verge of death.

This condition was terrifying, even for the injuries Han Yu had suffered before, none had been this severe.

Han Yu tried to exert force but found he couldn’t muster any strength.

His whole body felt paralyzed, almost losing all sense of feeling.

"He’s awake!"

Chicken Feather Gall sat by the bedside with a worried face, fearing Han Yu’s comatose state. If summoned for healing, he believed Han Yu would never agree to take his saliva, and if he did, Han Yu’s first act upon waking would probably be to kill him.

Why bring such trouble?

So upon seeing Han Yu open his eyes, the guy quickly dashed out the door to call others.

Soon, the bedside was crowded with people.

Elders from the Nine Sects were all there, including Quan Xiaotong.

Even Ling Wuce came last, carrying a large wooden basin filled with steaming pills.

They looked freshly made.

They didn’t appear serious.

Han Yu looked at the pile of small blue pills in the basin, his expression extremely strange.

Could they be for me to eat?

Indeed, they were, as the next moment Ling Wuce spoke.

"Quick, while they’re hot, have a good supplement."

Without even thinking, Han Yu refused.

Who in their right mind would eat such oddly colored things if they weren’t sick?

And to eat them by the basin?

"It’s to nourish your body; you’re too weak. Hurry up."

Ling Wuce pushed the basin directly towards Han Yu’s face, urging continuously.

That made him all the more refuse; he was just fine!

Not weak at all.