In the small realm, Wang Xingzhi and Liu Zongyuan had just been sent down the mountain, and five beams of light simultaneously descended into the grand hall.

The halos that pierced through the mist seemed to defy the constraints of space, traversing unknown territories to arrive here.

Wang Xingzhi’s face was somewhat excited; he naturally knew what this meant, that someone was descending upon the Yama Hall, yet now they had come as well.

Not only he was excited, but the eleven people beside him also showed signs of excitement.

After a while, the five beams of light descended one by one from the mountain top.

The leading person, with crane-white hair and childlike features, retained the appearance of middle age, yet his gaze was deep and far-reaching. The people behind him had hair and beards as white as his but without deliberately keeping a youthful appearance, exuding an aura of immortality.

All five were dressed as Daoists, standing there motionless, extraordinary and outstanding.

Wang Xingzhi was delighted, hurriedly leading the group to kneel in welcome.

"We respectfully welcome the arrival of the esteemed envoys!"

"Arise, all of you!"

The middle-aged Daoist waved his hand slightly, conjuring a force that lifted everyone up.

After doing all this, the Daoist glanced up as if searching for something.

"Esteemed envoy, what are you looking for?"

Perceiving the mood, Wang Xingzhi boldly asked a question.

The Daoist laughed lightly and spoke, "Why hasn’t that little rascal I teased last time come?"

He remembered the last time he teased Han Yu. The fearless little rascal dared to enter the mist, and on a whim, he helped open a passage to tease him, not expecting the rascal to retaliate violently, almost blowing up the whole array.

Had he not acted in time, this small realm might have been destroyed.

Wang Xingzhi’s expression turned peculiar; he didn’t expect such an incident, no wonder Han Yu was unconscious when thrown out from the ground.

Turns out the lord had overdone it himself, in anger knocking the person out.

"Are you thinking rude thoughts again?"

The Daoist, aware, glanced with narrowed eyes, scaring Wang Xingzhi into hurriedly shaking his head in denial.

"Let’s handle the main business first!"

The few people behind the Daoist reminded, with Yama Hall’s actions this time not being trivial, surely with other schemes in mind!

"Lei Wang’s group, not seen for thousands of years, surely no good intentions in suddenly coming down."

The middle-aged Daoist seemed quite knowledgeable about the other five, speaking with certainty.

"You know those so-called Five Envoys of the Netherworld?"

Wang Xingzhi asked in surprise.

"Several fights a few thousand years ago, unfortunately, I couldn’t kill him, nor he me."

The middle-aged Daoist seemed somewhat grudging about this, filled with discontent when mentioning it.

"Their clever means indeed have their merits, often gaining the upper hand with various strange abilities."

This point was well-understood by those present, being here for a millennium and having countless dealings with Yama Hall.

Their cultivation philosophies were entirely different, and under the same realm, they were indeed at a disadvantage.

The others, who relied on abilities like the traveling merchant or doctor, were formidable enough, not to mention cultivators like Xin Zui, Wuyin, or Chasing Soul.

"So, esteemed envoy, what should we do next?"

Wang Xingzhi asked again, bowing.

"What else? Fight! Lei Wang gave you time to call us, so we naturally cannot disappoint."

The middle-aged Daoist smiled and rhetorically asked, "You don’t really believe Lei Wang actually gave you the time to come over, do you?"

...

Lei Wang indeed gave the other side time; above the vast sea, a group hovered in the void, quietly waiting.

Xin Zui didn’t understand why there was no movement despite having arrived.

But he dared not ask, only patiently accompanying.

The roaring waves suddenly seemed to pause in the next moment.

At the same time, space seemed to rip apart as a Celestial Chasm crossed the void, reaching a mile away in an instant.

The middle-aged Daoist led the crowd across the void.

Liu Zongyuan, for the first time in his life, felt such a terrifying ability that his face was still a bit shocked.

This dreadful movement capability, it seemed no place was hard to reach in an instant?

No wonder Chasing Soul said the Celestial Dao Sect was doomed; if the opposing five had this ability, the twelve of them wouldn’t even have a chance to escape.

The middle-aged Daoist and Lei Wang exchanged gazes from afar, not making further moves, with thunder booming between the collision of their gazes, followed by a fierce windstorm.

The clash of aura showed no winner, both retracting their gazes, with Lei Wang’s expression gloomy, sneering first, "Only this few people?"

"After thousands of years, Celestial Dao Sect hasn’t recovered?"

The middle-aged Daoist stood with hands behind his back, and in the next moment, waves surged again, a momentum naturally arising amidst the waves, "Enough to deal with you all."

Lei Wang’s expression shifted, seeming to hear a joke, "But I remember the last time you lost."

"Yet you didn’t gain any advantage, trying to provoke me? Still playing such childish tricks at your age?"

The middle-aged Daoist confidently, as if mocking, sneered.

"Really?"

Lei Wang’s expression shifted slightly, suddenly calling out.

"Su Xiaoxiao?"

The middle-aged Daoist’s expression changed, successfully provoked into anger, not for the sake of winning or losing, but...

"Bastard, last time you dared call my name and I cut off your limbs, and you dare again."

The name Su Xiaoxiao seemed like a taboo, such a humiliating name fitted onto such a strong person, it was uncomfortable.

A terrifying aura suddenly surged towards the opposite, Wind Blade like knives, seemingly ready to crush everything.

The four Daoists behind shook their heads wearily, having just said it was a childish trick, yet angered quickly, really...

One Daoist sighed and turned to instruct Wang Xingzhi and others.

"Leave those five to us, the rest for you."

As speaking, Su Xiaoxiao, already furious, charged forward, treading the galactic path.

"Those petty figures, you handle yourselves."

Lei Wang, similarly advised, transformed into a flash of lightning, charging out like real thunder.

When the lightning clashed with the star river, the entire sea churned instantly, seemingly ready to overturn; the aftermath scattered, quickly forcing both sides’ forces to retreat several miles.

At the same time, the remaining strong on both sides moved simultaneously, entangling at a lightning-fast speed...

...

Han Yu quietly returned to that Deserted Island, seemingly unaware of the events outside.

He just wanted to probe the Celestial Dao Sect’s response, unexpectedly in vain.

However, the two new pits made him curious.

"Who had the time and energy to dig these pits?"

His most troublesome trait was a strong curiosity, especially seeing places seemingly burying something.

The first pit was excavated using Earth Divine Power, revealing a mud-like clone before him.

Unlucky!

Why dig this thing out?

Without thinking, the soil surged to refill the pit, and clearly, Han Yu was more professional at this, gently running his palm over it as weeds immediately grew.

Even if the person who dug the pit returned, they might not easily find it.

Unyieldingly, he went to dig the second pit, and as a black ghostly thing appeared at the bottom, Han Yu immediately laughed.

Heart Demon!

This was indeed what he released, recognizable at a glance.

Goodness, Celestial Dao Sect quietly caught one.

No need for courtesy; under a chaotic hack of West River Slash, the Heart Demon was stripped of all energy, unable even to maintain form, directly dissipating.

"Great, saved the trouble of filling the pit."

Han Yu curled his lips, glancing at the new pit.

Suddenly, a huge commotion rippled from the distant west, shaking the vast Deserted Island...