Chapter 527: Chapter 470: Weren’t You Heading West?

Han Yu continued to bombard the surrounding void. For this type of array, nothing is more efficient than violently tearing it down.

"Hurry up!"

The Artifact Spirit urged constantly. With such violent commotion, the owner of the array would definitely have been alarmed. Han Yu must break through a path to escape before the opponent arrives.

Han Yu was helpless. He wanted to move faster, but the array seemed quite large. His violent dismantling seemed ineffective. With the maze array and illusion array he encountered before, there was nothing an explosion couldn’t solve.

Now there is something!

"Then it must be that the explosive force is not enough."

Han Yu mumbled to himself. The temperature in the Flame Domain began to rise continuously, but the momentum of the flames gradually shrank. The aura of destruction spread continuously, and in just a split second, the air shook violently, the airwaves even stirred up a huge whirlpool in the sea.

Cracks began to appear in the maze array under the intense spatial tremors.

With Han Yu as the boundary, the left and right sides seemed like two different worlds, the left side was cloudless and vast, while the right side was clear and bright, vaguely showing a vibrant island in the distance.

Of course, the biggest difference was the sudden appearance of a large black face after the array broke.

Han Yu was forced back two steps by the enormous nostrils on that big face. Before he could react, the opponent attacked first, Sword Intent like stardust falling towards Han Yu.

He only heard a crackling sound, and Han Yu grimaced in pain, feeling like knives were falling from the sky.

And the person opposite almost dropped their jaw in disbelief. What kind of monster was this? Although he didn’t exert his full strength, he was going for the kill. In the time he was stunned, the writhing in pain Han Yu clenched his teeth and angrily expanded his domain. In rage, ten giant Cyan Dragons simultaneously evolved from it.

"Go to hell!"

Han Yu struck in fury, the Cyan Dragons roaring as they charged towards the Daoist.

The Daoist’s face changed dramatically, and he turned to flee in haste, unable to respond.

"You can’t escape!"

Han Yu gritted his teeth and released ten more, making twenty Cyan Dragons flying and attacking in the sky above the sea.

Want to play with knives falling from the sky? Then you taste what it’s like for Fire Dragons to fall from the sky.

The Daoist fled for his life, too scared to fall, disbelief written all over his face.

Where on earth did the Yama Hall find such an individual with such unpredictable combat style and abnormal body?

"I’ll help you."

While the Daoist was fleeing for his life, two other figures hurriedly arrived from front and back, one angrily stepping forward to meet them.

"No!"

Liu Zongyuan and the Daoist simultaneously stopped him. The Daoist had understood the nature of the Cyan Dragons, sensing the violent aura within them. Though it was easy to catch a Fire Dragon, that aura was definitely hard to handle.

As for Liu Zongyuan, he recognized the master of the Cyan Dragons.

But it was too late to speak, as starlight shone and fell scattered. When it hit the Cyan Dragons, it created a huge roaring sound.

The person was surprised, when had his own momentum become so great, but a roaring heatwave rushed forward, catching him off guard and sending him flying.

He was shocked, realizing it wasn’t his momentum at all!

The Daoist looked bitter. If it was easy to handle, why would he flee? Wouldn’t he fight?

With no choice, he gave up fleeing, turned to the second person, and as the Fire Dragon was about to sweep over, he waved a hundred-foot tall Sword Qi, striking all the Cyan Dragons. The violent aura inside them began to surge, and then exploded one by one.

The massive roar echoed, flames surged, and boundless waves rolled up, merging into a mess, completely enveloping the two. After a brief moment, two gray-faced and extremely embarrassed figures appeared.

The Daoist’s Taoist robe was already charred, with hardly any wide sleeves left. The other was more miserable, with his upper body’s clothing in ruins.

Liu Zongyuan saw that the two were unharmed, and let out a sigh of relief. His face turned pale seeing Han Yu glowing with power again, frightened as this was a killer move, a self-destructive tactic used against a soul split.

He dared not slack, rushing forward before Han Yu could act.

Seeing the two unharmed, Han Yu indeed prepared to add fuel to the fire, but a new figure suddenly floated out in front of him, almost making him strike directly.

Liu Zongyuan also broke into a cold sweat, looking fearfully at the fiery space around the opponent, unconsciously cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"It’s you?"

Han Yu’s expression was bizarre, why was this guy here?

Liu Zongyuan complained inwardly, if not here, where should he be?

"This is the Celestial Dao Sect’s territory."

He explained reluctantly.

After speaking, glancing at Han Yu’s rear, his face twitched uncontrollably, "How about you take a break, it’s all a misunderstanding."

Han Yu had no grudges with him, Nodded after hearing this, with a thought, the sea of fire withdrew. "I was just passing by, they struck first, you can’t blame me for this."

Liu Zongyuan was helpless, there was no way to reason with this.

Han Yu passing by was a fact, but touching their array was also a fact. The two Daoists acted for a reason, and Han Yu had no wrong in fighting back.

In such cases, the one with the bigger fist makes sense.

Liu Zongyuan didn’t want to stir up more trouble, could only laugh it off as a misunderstanding.

However, soon his expression turned strange, passing by? This position didn’t add up!

"Weren’t you heading west?"

Liu Zongyuan’s words instantly darkened Han Yu’s face, knowing that damn soul split indeed sold him out, though luckily he had left himself a backup.

Liu Zongyuan’s face was equally dark, with Han Yu here, what were his men doing for so long?

...

Of course they were fighting.

When the two groups met, not a word was wasted before they started, especially the old Daoist, this time holding nothing back, every move aimed to kill.

The doctor faced difficulties, mainly because the surprise attack disrupted his setup, his thirty giant whales couldn’t even grab a chance to control.

The peddler also wore a somber expression, without the Devouring Spirit Forest, his puppets couldn’t be replenished. His current powers dwindled with use, especially since some puppets turned to dust under siege before they could make an impact, ensuring that the longer this went, the weaker he became.

Plop!

Suddenly a scream was followed by a splash, the peddler and doctor looked to one place, where the soul snatcher was nowhere to be seen, both their faces turned ugly simultaneously.

A pitiful act indeed, even being unskilled, the soul snatcher couldn’t possibly be knocked into the sea.

"Damn it!"

They naturally guessed the intention behind the soul snatcher’s actions, thus cursing in unison.

"You cover me for a while."

The doctor gritted his teeth at the peddler.

"No way."

The peddler refused without even thinking, with everyone acting so shamelessly, he didn’t dare hold the line alone, afraid the doctor might sneak away, leaving him no place to cry.

"I won’t run, I want to kill them, you cover me while I regain control of these puppets."

The doctor was so anxious he was hopping mad, facing more enemies than them, not countering now means they would suffer over time.

"You really won’t flee?"

The peddler hesitated, extremely distrustful of the doctor’s character.

Finally, the doctor had to swear an oath, "If I leave you to escape, then I will be your grandson from now on."

"I’ll trust you this once."

The peddler ultimately chose to believe him, flying the remaining puppets, his crate was now completely empty.

"Hold it!"

The once fierce war space instantly fell into slowing motion, the Sword Intent that should’ve exploded immediately lazily descended.

Taking this chance, the doctor finally cast his spell, mysterious power emanated endlessly from him. Simultaneously, thirty giant whales grew agitated, as waves of Spiritual Power radiated from their massive forms continuously.

"Face me!"

At this moment, the doctor could finally be full of spirit!