Chapter 518: Chapter 461: Burn It All, Smash It All, Blow It All Up

The commotion on the Endless Sea Domain was becoming increasingly intense, and the peddler was gradually finding it hard to manage alone.

The Split Soul and Soul Stealer were both entangled, not to mention helping him out; not getting their hands involved was already quite fortunate.

The last seven of the Celestial Dao Sect’s twelve members specifically targeted his puppet, yet the remaining five could still fight in a way that left them hard-pressed to get a handle, especially since the puppet couldn’t function effectively, cutting the peddler’s strength by more than half.

In terms of cultivation technique, their Holy Sect considered themselves a notch above the other side, whether it be the various strange abilities or the uniqueness of their techniques, Celestial Dao Sect couldn’t compare to them.

However, when it comes to foundations, the Celestial Dao Sect doesn’t lose to them.

Therefore, in a head-on battle scenario, the few of them weren’t at a disadvantage; only in such formations, their peculiar abilities couldn’t compare to the grandeur of their opponent’s techniques.

The most direct point was that the other side could easily combine their techniques, making them call out in despair.

"Let’s increase our speed a bit, or should we escape?"

The one speaking was Soul Stealer, who was the most miserable. From the beginning, he had used too much spiritual power to escape, and here he had to fight continuously, leaving him even worse off than Split Soul.

Split Soul was also extremely uncomfortable. His path was similar to the peddler’s, both focusing on sealing. With so many people, his moves were extremely restricted, he didn’t know how to free up a hand to suppress any one of them.

He quickly responded after hearing, "Indeed, we are faster than them, should we retreat?"

The peddler’s face turned grim immediately, two bastards bringing the disaster this way, now wanting to escape?

"No way, not until my island is safe can we leave. Without me, you’ll get caught even if you can run faster."

The two could only cry out in bitterness but dared not escape alone.

The peddler wasn’t wrong, even if they relied on their unique techniques to be a bit faster than the opponent, it didn’t mean they could shake them off.

Otherwise, why would Soul Stealer risk cross-country travel to bring people here? Because he believed running further would lead to a dead end.

"Why did you bring them here? Without you, I and the peddler wouldn’t be in this mess."

Split Soul said angrily.

Soul Stealer felt extremely wronged, "Damn it, I got dragged into this without reason. Happily at home, and this group of bastards just blew up my island."

He still couldn’t figure out what went wrong, gnashing his teeth, "No, I need to ask how they found me."

Split Soul was immediately frightened, his features comically twisted, scolding hurriedly, "What’s there to ask? Do you expect them to be honest? What if they lied and said I betrayed you, would you believe them?"

Soul Stealer found reason in this, the opponent wasn’t foolish, if they had tricks they wouldn’t reveal them, naturally, they would keep using them.

"Of course I wouldn’t believe them."

"Right, every word they say is untrustworthy."

Split Soul said with firm conviction.

...

Han Yu was the truly decisive one, sitting within the cauldron for a while, and with a crack, the first chain on his left hand crumbled into pieces as if eroded by time.

The Artifact Spirit was elated, never expecting its authority to be so powerful, truly chopping everything down.

"From now on, nothing will trap you anymore."

Whether it be barrier, array, or magical treasure, cut them all down.

"What use is refining pills if you can’t fight?"

The Artifact Spirit laughed boisterously.

With the first chain broken, the next seven followed in turn.

Before long, Han Yu finally freed himself from the chains. Notably, as the eight chains simultaneously turned to dust, the four Dragon Capturing Pillars toppled at the same time.

"Go!"

The Artifact Spirit urged repeatedly.

Han Yu initially held the Great Cauldron preparing to leave, but suddenly shrank back.

"Wait a moment, I’ll destroy the Great Cauldron too."

The Artifact Spirit was displeased, with a chance to escape he wasn’t escaping, reprimanding immediately.

"If it can’t trap you, why care about the Great Cauldron?"

Han Yu retorted unhappily.

"Why keep harmful things? Destroying it is satisfying."

He had been dealt a miserable time by this altar, letting the peddler keep it would be wishful thinking.

With those words, the saber plunged into the Great Cauldron, in merely a few breaths, the whole body collapsed like paper, splitting into countless pieces.

Without the cauldron, the altar’s immense pressure fell immediately, but Han Yu had already prepared for this, escaping before the force could land.

"What are you up to now?"

The Artifact Spirit spoke again displeased, as Han Yu still hadn’t left, standing by the altar seemingly making a decision.

What did he plan to do?

Just to give the peddler a ’scorched earth’ surprise.

"Nothing much! Just planning to burn, smash, and blow everything up here."

With those words, eight massive Cyan Dragons charged towards the altar.

Boom!

The enormous explosion shook the entire island violently.

Han Yu soon arrived at the devouring spirit grove, looking at the eerie black plants, his mind became lively.

"Burn this down, and the peddler’s lifeline will be almost severed, right?"

"Burn this down, his biggest obsessions will be left with only killing you."

The Artifact Spirit couldn’t help but roll its eyes, this was courting death!

Han Yu clicked his tongue a few times, as if saying not causing trouble would make the opponent let him go. Since they were against each other, naturally, he had to go all out.

This time Han Yu went even harder, expanding his domain then compressing wildly, until the white energy showed a trace of sinister purple, only then releasing it fiercely.

The puppets hanging on branches were like dead objects without the peddler’s control, as the destructive aura swept across madly, everything in its path was annihilated!

The devouring spirit trees barely resisted for a few breaths, then burst into crackling sounds, either turning to ashes, breaking or disintegrating entirely in the destructive aura, or disappearing in the final explosion!

"Just one last thing left."

When Han Yu came out, covered in soot from the fire sea, he grinned widely.

...

The peddler’s mood was not great at the moment.

The commotion from the distant sea was too great, so much that the destructive aura could be felt from here.

More unfortunately, he was all too familiar with that aura.

Not good!

He had a premonition of disaster, that aura naturally belonged to Han Yu, and for it to exhibit such power could only mean one thing.

The altar couldn’t hold him anymore!

The subsequent continuous explosions further drove his mood into the abyss.

If Han Yu escaped from the altar yet still caused such commotion.

There’s only one possibility, the bastard was sabotaging the island!

The more he thought, the more panic-stricken he became, the island could be ruined, the altar destroyed, but only one thing was his heart’s blood accumulated over eons.

That was the island’s most crucial thing, otherwise he wouldn’t stay here fighting off a group of mad dogs.

But what utterly devastated him was the final towering flame’s momentum reaching its peak, a thought he dared not entertain hovered in his mind...

"Die!"

Suddenly, a destructive aura wrapped in murderous sword intent charged in, the Taoist seizing the moment of peddler’s distraction to strike the strongest blow.

The peddler felt a shock on his chest, the sword intent almost penetrating his Divine Spring, luckily he reacted in time, immediately using a puppet to transfer the sword intent away.

However, he was still injured, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his complexion extremely ugly.

Doomed! Split Soul felt uneasy, watching the peddler’s expression and distant explosions, empathizing as he clutched his chest.

He thought similarly, whatever happened there could only be caused by Han Yu breaking free.

If it truly were so, he not only lost an avatar, but the losses caused by Han Yu would likely fall upon him.

Just considering the grove’s value, it wasn’t just chilling, practically costing a life wouldn’t be enough.

Doomed!

Though Soul Stealer didn’t know what happened on the island, it definitely hit trouble.

Given how the peddler treasured the island, if damage was caused by him bringing others over, the consequences would be terrifying...

Wonderful!

The twelve of Celestial Dao Sect looked towards the distant horizon, feeling the immense commotion, hearts brimming with joy.

There’s no need to guess, something definitely happened on that wretched island.