Chapter 877 - 820: Burning Bridges

"Golden Cicada, protect me!"

As expected, Di Liuxin called upon Golden Cicada. Facing defeat, he couldn’t help but shout out the incantation.

A massive Dharma Aspect surged forward from below.

"Ant!"

Wujiu glanced briefly, then fiercely struck forth. Black power interwove into a sky-covering cone, bombarding Golden Cicada’s Dharma Aspect.

The sound of breaking was continuous, and the cicada’s cry did not cease.

Piercing wails mixed with violent slaughter, in the end, the Dharma Aspect couldn’t protect the figure within, as it shattered.

In the blink of an eye, Yi Xian was struck, blood staining the sky.

Even in this state, he showed no signs of awakening.

Not only that, Golden Cicada’s Dharma Aspect grew fiercer. In a flash, it healed and rushed in front of Di Liuxin.

Seeing this, Han Yu gritted his teeth. This old guy was intentionally using Yi Xian as a meat shield.

From start to finish, he never cared about Yi Xian’s life or death.

Di Liuxin sneered coldly; he never cared about this creature’s life. It could die once it lost its purpose.

Han Yu, not willing to let him be pleased, suddenly interjected.

"Still want your high platform?"

He already sensed the Artifact Spirit in action; this time, it’s settled.

At the same time, the familiar sound of the high platform’s vibrations resounded, everyone turned surprised towards Han Yu.

Because Han Yu was up there; apart from him, who else could tamper with it?

When everyone peered down, an absurd feeling arose.

Two Han Yu?

"Spirit Body?"

Jiang Xinyuan first noticed something amiss, immediately recognizing the Artifact Spirit’s identity, which shocked everyone.

This Spirit Body’s features were identical to Han Yu’s.

No one believed it was unrelated, especially since this Spirit Body could also destroy the high platform.

"Kid, you truly harbor many secrets!"

Even Wujiu couldn’t help but speak to Han Yu.

Such a technique was unheard of; Celestial Dao Sect and Yama Hall couldn’t create a living Spirit Body.

This entity seemed only to be nature’s creation.

Life was always taboo; even the creatures Celestial Dao Sect crafted were mere tricks, not true life.

"So, you truly are with the Celestial Dao!"

Wujiu was nearly certain at this point.

Aside from the Celestial Dao, no one else could manage such feats.

Han Yu didn’t care much anymore; identity was no longer important.

What’s important is, his plans were successful!

Di Liuxin’s expression changed drastically, glaring venomously below. The high platform’s remaining energy was almost depleted, pulling the Array with it.

The pulling force stopped!

"Damn it!"

He cursed, ready to send Golden Cicada down again, but before he could command, Wujiu leisurely spoke, mimicking the other’s earlier tone.

"It’s decided, whatever you do is too late, the high platform is ruined."

"Bastard!"

Di Liuxin cursed without restraint, spitefully forming the Finger Technique, trying to make Golden Cicada act immediately.

Wujiu continued casually, "This creature goes down, whether the platform can be saved is uncertain, but you’ll definitely die here."

He even sighed, as if considering Celestial Dao Sect’s interests.

"It’s fine, for the Celestial Dao Sect, just a life, let it go."

Han Yu watched Wujiu with a strange expression, this guy’s sarcastic talent almost rivaling Master Zhi.

Equally infuriating.

Di Liuxin’s chest heaved with anger, but ultimately he lowered his hand.

He understood the other’s sarcasm, yes, if Golden Cicada went down, who would hold the other one back.

Then he turned, glaring maliciously at Han Yu, since this Spirit Body resembled Han Yu, their involvement was unquestionable.

"Killing you can stop it!"

He thought and acted, one moment launching simultaneous attacks with Golden Cicada at Han Yu.

This time, Di Liuxin ignored Wujiu, solely focused on killing Han Yu.

Han Yu utilized his Body Technique, transforming into Aurora, constantly shifting directions as Golden Cicada pursued, its six wings flapping fiercely.

Meanwhile, Di Liuxin and his Dharma Aspect carried a relentless killing momentum.

At last, Wujiu watched the spectacle, Han Yu’s expression soured, this bastard crossing the river and dismantling the bridge!

"The high platform isn’t ruined yet, believe me, I’ll withdraw!"

Han Yu shouted.

"No matter, it’s at this point, no longer need you."

Having depleted the high platform’s power so much, if Yama Hall couldn’t destroy it, then truly it should die.

Now, he wished for nothing more than to watch the show.

Wujiu ultimately didn’t keep his promise.

"No integrity, bastard!"

Han Yu cursed directly, disregarding the other’s strength.

"You should be grateful I didn’t personally strike."

Wujiu maintained a natural demeanor; he could have joined and escalated the chaos.

Now watching quietly without intervening, he considered that lenient enough.

Damn it, that’s because you believe I can’t escape.