Chapter 519: Chapter 462: Severing the Peddler’s Main Artery

Not just trouble, when Han Yu walked out of the island, the entire island had already been plowed twice by his Fire Divine Techniques, the fire made him feel at ease, and he didn’t know what other treasures the peddler might have, so he simply lit the whole place on fire just to be sure.

"The wind is tight, pull!"

The Artifact Spirit urged repeatedly, having turned the other party’s territory into such a mess, they might want to come back and kill them at any time.

The peddler indeed wanted to come back and kill them, he had to see it with his own eyes, otherwise, he wouldn’t care about anything else.

But just as he wanted to leave, the people on the other side wouldn’t let him escape.

Angry enough to almost bite his teeth to pieces.

A bunch of bastards who kicked him while he was down!

What made him even angrier was that the two people beside him were also showing signs of fleeing.

A bunch of reckless fools, without his containment, what good is running?

The two naturally knew that without the peddler’s containment, running was useless, but the island was about to be finished, and under such circumstances, the peddler wouldn’t let them go easily.

"You two better not have any crooked ideas, also, before you pay back what you owe me, neither of you can die."

The peddler sneered.

The Separating Soul was fighting and retreating against the Spirit Snatcher, complaining bitterly after hearing this.

The encirclement of twelve people was tightening, shrinking the space available for the three continuously, the fierce battle on the sea had not stopped for a moment.

The team of five led by the old Daoist was becoming increasingly aggressive, the Separating Soul’s sealing finger technique had just pointed at one, but was quickly interrupted by the other four, after less than half a two-hour session, he hadn’t achieved any merits, instead he had become the opponent’s breakthrough point.

Almost half of the offensives were aimed at him.

Dammit, you’ve already captured one of my avatars, isn’t that enough? Attack those two beside me!

He was crying out sorrowfully, almost voicing his complaints.

The Spirit Snatcher was completely disheveled, his dark robe in tatters, small wounds scattered all over, although he wasn’t the one under the most pressure, he was the one beaten the most miserably.

No wonder, before he came, he had already expended a lot of energy, far from being in a strong state, now being dragged into a fight for half a two-hour session, he was already at the end of his strength.

The Celestial Dao Sect cultivators were not only focusing on beating the Separating Soul to death, but the next target was clearly the Spirit Snatcher.

And if the peddler had not been distracted by the island’s affairs, he wouldn’t have gotten hurt.

They obviously wanted to leave the peddler for last, or...

"Want to capture me alive?"

The peddler sneered, thinking that after capturing one avatar of the Separating Soul, they must have tasted success and wanted to capture a bigger prize.

The Celestial Dao Sect cultivators indeed held this notion, the Spirit Snatcher leading them here was a pleasant surprise, and encountering three demons from Yama Hall here simultaneously, if they could be eradicated, it would surely weaken their opponent greatly.

If they could capture the peddler alive, it would be akin to stabbing Yama Hall in the heart.

"We really can’t delay any longer, I’m about to crumble."

Under the shroud of Sword Intent, the Separating Soul was flung over, his Spiritual Treasure form riddled with zigzag tears, had it been flesh and blood, it feared that flesh would have flown everywhere.

The peddler himself started feeling the urge to retreat, particularly wanting to rush back to the island and take a look.

He even held out hope that Han Yu might overlook his patch of small woods.

"Go!"

He said coldly, addressing those at his sides.

Separating Soul and Spirit Snatcher rushed over like they were granted amnesty, they had been waiting for the peddler to say this.

Once the three gathered into a tight group, the Celestial Dao Sect cultivators naturally understood their intention, and immediately tightened their encirclement.

"Want to run? No way." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The old Daoist waved his hand to lay down a barrier extending a mile.

The peddler sneered, "I once said to you, power after the Divine Platform reigns supreme, you bunch still solely cultivate techniques, even gathering twelve of you, what can you do to me?"

The old Daoist remained calm and unruffled, not getting angry, he disregarded the peddler, and the peddler in turn looked down upon him.

Or perhaps the forces of both sides were inherently on entirely separate paths.

"I also said to you, without strong power, the abilities you pursue are nothing but illusions, touched and broken, now you are all trapped like turtles in a jar."

The peddler stopped speaking, instead, he pointed to the sky, and suddenly, dark clouds filled the void within a ten-mile radius.

A huge shadow loomed over the sea surface, like a fierce beast.

At this moment, the peddler’s figure began to blur, not only was he blurring, but also the Separating Soul and the Spirit Snatcher beside him followed suit.

Pop!

The three figures shattered like bubbles!

Did they escape?

"Not far, wanting to escape through the shadows, pursue northwards."

The shadow covered merely ten miles, it might usually be difficult to determine direction, but not today! The old Daoist was certain they would head towards the island.

At the edge of the shadow where the clouds covered, indeed three figures appeared in the island’s direction, the peddler leading his two companions hurried towards his territory, arriving outside the island in no time, but just taking a quick glance, the peddler felt as if the sky was collapsing!

The large island now seemed like it had been gnawed by dogs, not only was it incomplete and in ruins, but it was also full of smoke and even flames were still burning.

He dashed towards the small woods in despair, then almost choked with rage.

"Bastard, I will skin you, dismantle you, dismember you, pulverize you..."

The peddler roared at the sky, his aura terrifyingly intense, even getting stabbed once by the old Daoist didn’t hurt as much as Han Yu did.

At this moment, the peddler was utterly heartbroken!

...

"This time, you might just have caused them some severe pain."

Han Yu sprinted aimlessly across the sea after his Divine Techniques took effect, fearing that the vengeful peddler might suddenly appear from some dark corner to strike him.

The Artifact Spirit laughed heartily in the Sea of Consciousness.

Han Yu stiffened his mouth, "Pain is good, best if he suffers immensely."

Compared to the torment he suffered on the island, Han Yu still felt not satisfied enough.

Especially as he didn’t manage to punish the Separating Soul as well, he had vowed to throw the opponent into the latrine, not just saying.

The bastard wanted to blow up his little Han, he must seize the opportunity to mess him up.

"I must find a chance to retaliate again!"

Han Yu declared defiantly.

"Afraid of them or not?"

The Artifact Spirit rolled his eyes, the opponents had plenty of tricks, different strange and bizarre abilities were hard to guard against, especially when they had no understanding of their capabilities, it was easy to trip.

"Afraid of nothing."

Han Yu stubbornly replied, then sped up even further, in an instant becoming a fleeting shadow...

...

The small woods were utterly destroyed, not a single tree was left for the peddler, even the corpses were all completely burned.

This didn’t just wreck his heart, in a certain sense, Han Yu’s action effectively slashed the peddler’s power drastically.

The dolls that could only be used once were gone, he had lost the source for replenishment, the path he had settled on through half his life’s efforts was now cut off in vain.

The Separating Soul only felt a chill down his spine, having lost one life, gained nothing, and likely to be resented by the peddler for life, perhaps the peddler might get emotional later and finish him off too.

The Spirit Snatcher likewise spilled cold sweat, he was the one who led them here, this account the peddler surely would place on him.

"Promise me, before this debt is repaid, none of you can die."

The peddler’s expression was chillingly cold at this moment, especially those gritted teeth words.

He was desperate to chop the two into pieces, but who would compensate his loss!

"Over here!"

The old Daoist’s voice suddenly echoed, and soon, twelve figures simultaneously surrounded the island once again.

"What to do?"

The Separating Soul was already petrified, they pursued too swiftly, how to escape?

"I know where old fourth is! Do you want to die, or do you want to owe more debt?"

The peddler’s face was ashen, looking at the twelve figures gathered, he spoke words that weighed heavily.

This needed no further thought, when debts piled up it’s not daunting, the two naturally chose the second option.

"Then you stay to cover our retreat."

The words were directed at Separating Soul, the peddler’s words allowed no refusal, because he coldly added, "Either leave a soul to cover our retreat, or I escape alone leaving both of you behind, afterward, I will hunt down all your other souls."

Twelve souls were destroyed in the Central Continent, although smaller souls were captured, they were incomplete and rendered useless, barely different from death.

One soul was given away at the peddler’s place.

Only ten remained, Separating Soul’s heart was bleeding.

But the peddler could say it and make it happen, he might dare to kill him, and because it was justified, not only would he kill him, if the matter was exposed, even Spirit Snatcher might want to kill him.

"Alright, I’ll cover the retreat."

Separating Soul had no choice but to dash forward reluctantly.