Could it be that this fool Fenhun beat someone, and as a result, provoked the ancient ancestor of that person?

The ancestor rose from the grave to seek revenge for the descendants?

Liu Zongyuan, like Fenhun, didn’t want to believe that this was Han Yu when he first saw him.

A month ago, he had told him to hold off dying if he encountered Fenhun again, until he could come to the rescue.

How long has it been since, and he was able to cripple Fenhun?

This... even cultivators must adhere to some common sense!

So he’d rather speculate that this was Han Yu’s ancestor, even if he looked exactly the same, he didn’t dare believe that this was the same person.

But right now, the guy tinkering with the two clones of Fenhun really didn’t look like an old and decrepit senior from any angle.

At this moment, Han Yu resembled a customer browsing for the best pick at a vendor’s stall, occasionally lifting the identical clones for inspection, even going so far as to strip their pants in the end.

Uh... bare and empty, with nothing there.

"It’s really not made of flesh and blood."

Han Yu murmured to himself.

Only now did he take the leisure to carefully examine Fenhun’s abnormality. He had sensed that there was something off about his opponent’s body during the fight.

First of all, the opponent was ridiculously resilient, a tough fighter? That couldn’t be right, as this guy’s close combat skills were laughable, completely mismatched with a strong body.

Secondly, his recovery ability was faster than his own — how many times had he crushed his fingers, and yet they restored in no time?

Lastly, where Fenhun’s body broke, there was no flesh or bone, instead, it looked like something metallic, but that didn’t make sense either; the guy moved freely, aside from that deadpan face, he was flexible as ever.

"Stop it already, Fenhun’s body is a spiritual treasure crafted to complement the Heaven and Earth Four Division Skill, something beyond what you in the Central Continent call magical treasures."

Liu Zongyuan couldn’t help but speak as he watched Han Yu strip Fenhun’s pants.

Spiritual treasure?

Now Han Yu was interested, and smilingly asked.

"So does that mean this guy forged himself into a magical treasure... a spiritual treasure?"

He couldn’t believe how ruthless the guy was to himself? Able to do such a thing.

"His entire body is a treasure!"

Immediately, Han Yu’s gaze toward Fenhun changed, of course, his entire body was a treasure! The whole body was forged into a spiritual treasure.

"It’s no use, his twelve clones and twelve spiritual treasures were crafted to work with his Heaven and Earth Four Division Skill, unless you learn his forbidden technique, others can’t use it."

Liu Zongyuan shook his head and said.

At this time, Fenhun seemed to regain some strength, but still couldn’t move, though at least he was able to curse.

"You damn Daoist, you dare expose me!"

"You now have no power, these two spiritual treasures probably don’t only elude your control, they might even trap your soul inside them!"

Liu Zongyuan glanced at him and snickered leisurely.

Seeing Fenhun in such a situation was extremely satisfying for him.

"So what if I exposed you? Here, listen carefully..."

Liu Zongyuan mocked him, under Fenhun’s murderous glare, revealing his cultivation technique completely.

The Heaven and Earth Four Division Skill is Fenhun’s unique forbidden technique, a middle ground between cultivation techniques and divine techniques, cultivating it grants abilities akin to divine techniques, such as splitting the soul and power.

"That doesn’t seem to be an incredible ability."

Han Yu’s first thought was to compare it to those supernatural monsters from before, the two did seem to share a similar play.

"The ability is indeed a hindrance, but having a spiritual treasure body makes all the difference."

Liu Zongyuan still admired Fenhun’s ingenuity, just splitting souls without a place to reside was pointless.

But he spared no expense creating twelve spiritual treasure bodies, housing the twelve portions after dividing the Three Souls and Seven Souls, completely abandoning the mortal shell.

With a spiritual treasure body, the advantages of the Heaven and Earth Four Division Skill were fully amplified.

Using all twelve spiritual treasures even allowed him to execute several spells, creating a few more clones out of thin air.

This, Han Yu could understand, just like some special magical treasures could create extra clones to attack, it was the same principle.

The only downside was that the clones created from the spiritual treasures were not as powerful as the original body, and splitting the soul further meant the strength was also divided out.

No wonder Fenhun was getting weaker and weaker as the fight went on.

Instantly, Han Yu’s expression turned strange, wouldn’t this guy be achieving eternal life by a roundabout way?

"Then wouldn’t he be ageless and deathless?"

"How could that be, the cycles of the world’s losses and gains will never allow such an immortal method to exist."

Liu Zongyuan snorted and shook his head.

But Han Yu was not so easily fooled, if it was about gains and losses, who would know better than someone playing with pills every day.

Gains and losses might cycle, but it’s possible to use gains to counteract losses.

"There is actually a way, isn’t there?"

Han Yu stared at Liu Zongyuan with profound meaning.

Liu Zongyuan became silent, but his profound expression suggested Han Yu had guessed correctly.

"Keep going!"

Han Yu waited for a moment, but the Daoist never spoke again, so he urged him on.

"Nothing more."

Liu Zongyuan spread his hands and shook his head.

He evidently didn’t plan to talk about anything else.

Han Yu turned his attention back to Fenhun, lifting the two bodies to sit them up, he said something that made Liu Zongyuan speechless.

"Someone has already exposed you, you can’t let that slide? If it were me, I’d strip him bare of all his secrets, down to nothing."

Liu Zongyuan was left wide-eyed and speechless, and Fenhun was dumbfounded by Han Yu’s brazen audacity.

After a long time, Fenhun managed to move his gaze, casting a mocking glance at Liu Zongyuan.

Han Yu’s eyes gleamed with interest.

Hopefully, they’ll start biting at each other, that would be ideal.

"That damn Daoist is one of the twelve dogs of the Celestial Dao Sect, a bottom feeder, a sea patrol aide, responsible for biting."

Fenhun spoke with a grin.

Han Yu listened earnestly, but the more he listened, the weirder it got, good heavens! All his words were insults, apart from the three words Celestial Dao Sect, the rest were useless.

"What else? Say something useful, I’ll give you time to curse later."

Han Yu gave Fenhun a slap, then thought about it and gave the same slap to the other clone that hadn’t spoken.

"Fenhun, think carefully about what you’re going to say."

Liu Zongyuan was genuinely anxious at this scene, quickly trying to stop it.

"Are you scared too?"

Fenhun laughed scornfully, speaking hatefully, "This guy is named Liu Zongyuan, his skill Lin Feifeng Ming Skill, tough-looking but actually reckless and stupid. If he meets a mighty cultivator of the same realm, he’s dead."

"Are you self-introducing him here?"

Han Yu had no interest in their weaknesses, yet the two only revealed each other’s weaknesses, staying silent on any further issues.

After waiting a long time, they received no more useful information.

"Fellow... Daoist, can you hand this guy over to me, I’m willing to exchange something with you."

After a moment of silence, Liu Zongyuan suddenly spoke.

Wanting Fenhun?

It wasn’t impossible, but sadly Han Yu almost had no need for external things.

So, Han Yu refused without even thinking.

"I’ve already sold this guy for a good price, next time, next time I catch him, we can talk."

How could Liu Zongyuan not hear the perfunctory tone? He couldn’t help frowning, to be honest, Fenhun’s capture was highly valuable, he too wanted to pry some things out of Fenhun.

Yet, Han Yu’s attitude was very troubling, it was clear that he treated the two in similar ways.

The only difference was that Fenhun had attacked him.

Should he make a move to rob him?

Liu Zongyuan had just had the thought when suddenly he felt intense heat all around, followed by an aura of destruction.

A domain emerged in a mile radius centered around Han Yu as violent power compressed madly.

Liu Zongyuan shivered unintentionally, this was the same power that had nearly scared him off earlier.