Chapter 809 - 752: Let Them Fight Like Dogs

"Dog, dog?"

The Artifact Spirit kept calling out in the Sea of Consciousness, looking extremely anxious.

Han Yu’s face was ashen at this moment, with the wound on his back still bleeding profusely, turning the surrounding seawater crimson.

But that wasn’t the most critical!

The most terrifying thing right now was the sundial he held tightly in his hands, which was continuously extracting his Life Force.

However, Han Yu, this dog, wouldn’t wake up, causing the Artifact Spirit to lose its composure, hurriedly fetching a pile of Pills.

The noise above had become distant, and neither of them knew how deep they had fallen into the sea!

Thus, the Artifact Spirit wasn’t even concerned about exposure, forcing Han Yu’s mouth open with its foot and pouring Pills inside as though money were no object.

Han Yu’s mouth filled visibly, prompting the Artifact Spirit to kick it further with its small feet!

After kicking, it continued pouring, then kicked again.

After several repetitions, Han Yu’s Life Force began to recover, and the wound on his back gradually closed, turning into a thin scar, then a thin line, and finally healing completely.

Simultaneously, Han Yu finally took a breath and opened his eyes, realizing he was sinking into the sea.

Yet no seawater seemed to be able to approach him.

"I used my Water Divine Power."

The Artifact Spirit exclaimed angrily; had it not risked exposure previously and used Han Yu’s Sea of Consciousness strength to perform Water Divine Power, Han Yu would have either died from being sucked dry or drowned.

Han Yu finally awoke, suddenly feeling something in his arms and paling as he glanced downward.

"Why is this dog still here?"

Even after being severely beaten, why was this thing still unharmed?

And it was still sucking!

Damn it, isn’t it over yet?

"What to do?"

The Artifact Spirit frowned; this thing stuck like a plaster and seemed as bottomless as a pit.

Han Yu’s Life Force was vast, but this thing’s continuous absorption was undoubtedly bizarre.

"Should we destroy it?"

After contemplating intensely, a thought brightened Han Yu’s eyes; if a grindstone could be cut down, certainly this thing could too.

"But this thing appears very important to Celestial Dao Sect. Destroying it would expose you; they’ll know it was you."

The Artifact Spirit expressed concern. After all, Han Yu flew out with the sundial in full view; if the sundial were destroyed, Han Yu would undoubtedly take the blame.

"Not necessarily!"

Han Yu looked at the sundial; after being blasted, the blame might not necessarily fall on him—the terrifying one who blasted him could take the fall too!

"Are you sure?"

The Artifact Spirit looked worriedly at him, given the sundial’s horrific absorption power. Its initial purpose likely wasn’t just absorbing Han Yu alone; perhaps the whole bunch of cultivators from Yama Hall had a part.

It operated under the same principle as the grindstone.

Therefore, the sundial might be a significant element for Celestial Dao Sect too.

"I don’t care if it’s important; I can’t handle those bastards right now, but I can collect some interest."

Han Yu gritted his teeth, expressing intense distaste towards Celestial Dao Sect, especially Chang Gen and the others; if he could, he’d actually want to kill them.

Moreover, Han Yu couldn’t just sit and wait for death; the sundial clung to him relentlessly, leaving only destruction as an option.

Could he rely on those above to remove it for him?

Impossible—when given a choice, Han Yu wouldn’t let anyone decide his fate.

His resolve was firm to chop up this broken stone!

How to do it?

Han Yu silently summoned the image of West River Slash into his hand, and soon, a sword-like knife extended from his palm.

Using all his strength, he managed to slightly twist his wrist, allowing the West River Slash to touch the sundial.

At the moment of collision, a terrifying pressure spread rapidly, almost knocking the barely recovered Han Yu unconscious again.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the sundial blood red!

Han Yu gritted his teeth, summoning the Giant Wood Dharma Aspect; even a partial shield would alleviate much pain.

The West River Slash collided again, pouring pressure out in waves!

With the help of the Giant Wood, Han Yu barely resisted only experiencing a surge of vitality, maintaining his grip on the knife.

The Artifact Spirit wasn’t idle either, moving in and out of the Sea of Consciousness, fetching Pills to pour into Han Yu’s mouth.

The sundial, although being worn down by the West River Slash, still absorbed Han Yu’s Life Force.

It was like destroying a grindstone, arduous work requiring persistence.

Also necessitating time.

The rhythmic noise above hadn’t ceased; the Artifact Spirit occasionally glanced upward, proposing, "Should we dive deeper?"

The Divine Dao Realm experts above were abnormally powerful; an accidental detection here would spell Han Yu’s end!

Han Yu agreed, quickly diving deeper with water escape, all while maintaining action, letting the vibrations resonate in the deep sea.

After about three quarters, it seemed the sundial’s pressure was gradually decreasing, along with a weakening force adhering to Han Yu.

After some struggle, Han Yu managed to move his hand with ease, suddenly exerting force!

With a snap, both hands separated from the sundial.

"Damn it, watch me destroy it!"

Han Yu, now wielding the knife in both hands, fiercely thrust it into the center of the sundial.

Instantly, pressure exploded, nearly flipping him away, the power discharge accelerating.

As the sundial’s glow dimmed, Han Yu suddenly stopped.

"Are you scared?"

The Artifact Spirit laughed a few times on the side.

Han Yu’s face looked strange, shaking his head due to a sudden realization.

Yama Hall’s setup preceded Celestial Dao Sect, which raised concerns—is destroying this now too detrimental to Celestial Dao Sect?

"You’re worrying over Celestial Dao Sect? They’re not your concern!"

The Artifact Spirit complained disapprovingly.

"I’m not concerned about them; it’s about whether to reserve this for Celestial Dao Sect. Letting them compete against Yama Hall might enable dog-eat-dog chaos."

Han Yu frowned, pondering.

He could destroy the sundial anytime, but delaying Celestial Dao Sect’s setup might inadvertently assist Yama Hall.

Since neither side was virtuous, why not let them bite each other?

The Artifact Spirit’s expression turned intriguing, sizing up Han Yu with admiring eyes, "Dog, you’ve become devious!"

Han Yu’s face darkened; who became devious? It’s wisdom!

Moreover, this method offered maximum satisfaction, letting them fight until someone’s brains were bashed out.

Upon considering this, Han Yu abruptly extended his hand, swiftly using a Water Dragon Vortex to wrap the sundial, hurling it towards a reef above.

"What do we do now?"

The Artifact Spirit glanced again at the disturbance above, instinctively pondering a quick exit.

Han Yu shook his head, already aware of Yama Hall’s setup, but still unaware of Celestial Dao Sect’s plan; he sought knowledge as he remained.

"Are you mad?"

The Artifact Spirit was incredulous.

"I must know what Celestial Dao Sect intends!"

Han Yu stated solemnly; since he wished to safeguard Central Continent, however, Yama Hall and Celestial Dao Sect planned, he couldn’t walk away as before.

Moreover, Chang Gen and his companions didn’t exhibit the demeanor of friendly cultivators. A Celestial Dao Sect like this might harbor ill intent towards Central Continent too.

That was reason enough to stay and unravel their intentions!