At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao felt her soul was about to be absorbed; the old cultivator was neither light nor heavy with his actions. Was it really right for a strong cultivator of the Divine Dao Realm to act against this group of Divine Platform Realm cultivators without following any code of honor?

His actions were naturally not truly hostile.

The old cultivator couldn’t bear to watch them struggle, so he couldn’t help but increase the intensity a little.

It wasn’t clear whether the Water Dragon Vortex was strong, but the Celestial River Water was truly soul-stirring and bone-corrosive. It could be a mere shower for these Divine Platform Realm cultivators, but if they were tossed in the Water Dragon Vortex, it would be their death.

The speed of expelling the tribulation energy increased, and apart from Su Xiaoxiao and the five cultivators at the Walking the Dao stage looking pale, the rest were all deathly pale, swaying as if about to fall.

Knowing this outcome wasn’t surprising at all, Su Xiaoxiao supported her body while glancing at the eleven others with a pitying gaze.

He should have guessed when his master intervened that it wouldn’t be good news.

Although, you couldn’t say it’s entirely bad news; at least the speed has indeed increased.

In less than a moment, the tribulation energy was already washed away, with the old cultivator even controlling the Water Dragon Vortex to rampage within the small heavenly cave.

This was an attempt to completely eradicate the tribulation energy, but wherever the Celestial River Water flowed, tribulation energy more or less emerged.

The things accompanying it were absorbed by the Water Dragon Vortex all the way, until they were red and black.

Han Yu looked carefully, only to find that the thing turned out to be the belt of his pants...

"Off you go!"

As the old cultivator casually waved his hand, a Celestial Chasm appeared, and the belt flew out like a shooting star.

Outside, over the sea where tribulation clouds were surging, a sudden change occurred, and the tribulation clouds instantly dispersed.

On the other side of the Celestial Chasm, in a certain sea area, as the belt appeared, clear skies turned dark in an instant.

Tribulation clouds gathered with roars, and in the blink of an eye, countless red tribulation thunders fell, presenting an apocalyptic scene.

The individuals in the small heavenly cave, including Han Yu, shivered together.

How great must their resentment be!

Such harshness at first sight!

If no one came to rescue them, letting them go out again would mean certain death.

Han Yu was also fearful; the terror of being dominated by tribulation thunder returned.

If he had known tribulation thunder could be so deadly, he wouldn’t dare provoke it even if it killed him.

...

Lei Wang had been having a tough time these days; after being backstabbed by a bunch of fools, a divine whip was thrown from the mirror world inside the hall, almost destroying his soul.

Especially since this divine whip was specifically for striking cultivators’ souls, it was a formidable weapon.

Therefore, although Lei Wang appeared intact now, he had long been a half-shattered body.

Since parting ways with Qiao Po and the others, they naturally were pleased with this outcome.

Initially, both sides could stand toe-to-toe, but now that Lei Wang was significantly injured, Qiao Po’s side was naturally no longer fearful of him.

Even Xin Zui and the other two had openly sided with Qiao Po’s group.

Lei Wang was now a complete solitary figure.

However, for Qiao Po and his people, their good days would not last long. The people sent from the mirror world today were unexpected but reasonable.

When a figure with an extremely murderous aura walked out of the mirror world, even Qiao Po and the others couldn’t help but step back a few paces.

The person wore a black robe, adorned with various Auspicious Beasts, with long black hair flowing, and a face exquisitely malevolent, with eyes full of malice.

Li Yingqi!

Perhaps Xin Zui and the others didn’t know the weight of these three words, but Qiao Po and others certainly did.

The main steward of the Soul Hall, and more importantly, Lei Wang’s senior brother.

This made them quite distressed, as they didn’t expect Lei Wang’s senior brother would be the one to come.

It seemed that their bad times might be coming next.

Fortunately, Li Yingqi didn’t seem intent on holding anyone accountable; instead, after one glance at Lei Wang, he spoke with cold sarcasm.

"What a waste, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have to make this trip."

Lei Wang had initially hoped that his senior brother’s arrival would provide him some leverage, but to his surprise, he was the first to get scolded.

"Borrowing this."

Seeing Lei Wang’s aggrieved look, Li Yingqi casually handed over the soul-thrashing whip that had been hovering in the air for days, daring no one to touch it.

In that moment, Qiao Po and the others turned pale.

Oh, dear!

It turned out that not intending to hold accountable was fake; apparently, he wanted Lei Wang to regain his stance by himself.

This seriously misunderstood Li Yingqi’s intentions; he merely saw that Lei Wang’s strength had greatly diminished, thinking lending the soul-thrashing whip would compensate for a significant portion of his combat power.

His following words explained, "I’m here to do business. Ignore your little moves under my nose, otherwise, die!"

This warning was to Qiao Po and others, as well as Lei Wang.

"What about the tribulation thunder..."

Setting aside personal grievances, Lei Wang’s biggest concern was still the tribulation thunder outside. As long as the tribulation thunder persisted, it would only make his situation worse.

Li Yingqi turned back, bowed to the mirror, and said slowly.

"Please, Hall Master, do make a move!"

After a brief silence, suddenly a shadow was cast from the mirror world.

A phantom of a grindstone appeared in the palace, and soon the shadow enlarged, engulfing the entire palace.

Grk! Grk...

The grindstone emitted massive rotating sounds, and the group turned pale, feeling as if their flesh and souls were about to be crushed...

...

"You’re leaving? Take me with you!"

The old cultivator’s interest-filled words made everyone present darken their faces immediately.

Especially the twenty cultivators who had entered the Dao, their faces were full of sorrow, as watching over such an esteemed figure might be even more exhausting than watching over the Yama Hall.

Han Yu’s face also turned black; after everything, he wanted to leave, and he was certainly ten thousand percent against the idea of having the old cultivator tag along.

Who in their right mind would want to carry around such a senior figure?

Moreover, if he dared to take him, he’d likely offend everyone both present and absent.

Besides, he’s not just wandering aimlessly; he’s planning to return to the Central Continent, as advised by the Artifact Spirit, to harvest the Wood Spirit. His Wood Divine Power had just reached the third stage of Great Perfection.

Bringing this old cultivator back, there’d be no way to manage him, and having such a formidable presence rampaging in the Central Continent would scare anyone.

If the old cultivator had some hobby of showing off and face-slapping, the entire Central Continent might end up slapped.

If you want to go, go yourself.

In their words, the karma is too great; I won’t get involved.

"Then let’s be friends! So I can find you if needed."

The old cultivator’s spontaneous joke left Han Yu puzzled, but he soon realized.

A gentle aura detached from the old cultivator, then crawled toward Han Yu’s body.

"Accept it! Or else I’ll hit you."

The old cultivator urged.

"But how do I accept it?"

Han Yu was at his wit’s end. He wanted to refuse; who in their right mind would want to befriend this old geezer? Besides, it seemed like he wanted to leave something in his body.

The old cultivator rubbed his forehead, realizing that Han Yu wasn’t a genuine cultivator and had no way of proactively harboring the aura.

So he took direct action, slapping the aura onto his shoulder.

After finishing, the old cultivator smiled and nodded, "This way, no matter where you run, I can find you."

Darn!

Han Yu’s face changed instantly; was the world of the strong always this outrageous?

Even such magic could exist!

"No worries, you can remove it at any time."

In the misty Sea of Consciousness, the Artifact Spirit suddenly spoke.