The Ghostly Realm was already filled with bloodshed, Xia Wuyou and Elder Luo looked as if they were covered in blood.

Under the fierce bites of the ghosts, there wasn’t a single patch of good skin left on them.

Everything Chasing Soul said was true; even a cultivator of the initial Divine Platform Realm was considered insignificant by Yama Hall.

The two of them gave a bitter laugh, fully resigned to their fate.

"Sect Leader, we’re here to help you."

A group of Elders at the Realm of Transcendence roared towards the heavens, fearlessly charging into the Ghostly Realm.

"Don’t come."

Xia Wuyou’s expression changed, wanting to stop them but it was too late.

His intention was to let them escape with the disciples, not to send them to their deaths here.

"We’ve already let You Li take the disciples away."

After speaking, the group fiercely battled within the Ghostly Realm.

"No rush, take your time, none of you will escape."

Xin Zui said with a mocking smile, pointing his finger repeatedly, blanketing them with light and immobilizing them.

In the next moment, flesh and blood flew, amidst the cries of fierce ghosts, it truly resembled purgatory.

With Xin Zui’s gentle fingertip, one Transcendence Realm Elder after another fell.

It was a one-sided slaughter, for Xin Zui, the foundation of Central Continent was too frail, even those two initial Divine Platform Realm cultivators barely caught his attention. To deal with these people, he didn’t even need to use his full strength.

Xia Wuyou watched with eyes wide open, powerless and restrained on the spot.

At this moment, a breathless voice echoed.

"Master, catch the sword!"

From the mountain peak, a frail figure flew with difficulty, carrying a ten-zhang stone sword on her back, with the massive sword hilt occasionally revealing You Li’s face.

She didn’t leave, or rather, after taking people to Nanling City, she returned alone.

Moreover, she didn’t go to the battlefield immediately but went to the back mountain to retrieve the Divine Sword.

The Nanli Sword Studio’s Divine Sword could only be used during the calamity of sect destruction.

Now, she felt if she didn’t bring out the Divine Sword quickly, her master would surely die.

After a short flight, You Li finally couldn’t hold on, gritting her teeth tightly, "I implore the Divine Sword to act."

Truly, upon her words, the Divine Sword flew out on its own, striking heavily toward the Ghostly Realm.

This strike not only shattered the Ghostly Realm completely but also swept away the fierce ghosts.

The light that enveloped the two of them was sliced through by the Divine Sword, scattering like a hot knife through butter.

"This cannot be!"

Xin Zui frowned, how could there be such a treasure in Central Continent.

Such powerful sword intent!

Xia Wuyou seized the opportunity, smacking the hilt with one hand, flooding it with his sword intent, causing the sword body to radiate with brilliant light.

Cultivated for a thousand years, used in an instant!

This Divine Sword had been at Nanli Sword Studio for a thousand years, nurtured by sword intent from generation to generation.

It could only be used during the calamity of sect destruction!

Because one use would exhaust a thousand years of effort.

But this time, using it here, he wasn’t sure if it would hold.

Xia Wuyou’s expression was cold, his sword finger lightly lifted, and the Divine Sword moved with the gesture.

Pear Blossom Storm!

Golden Spiritual Rain fell, accompanied by petals, continuously striking the figure in the light, with the Divine Sword soaring upwards, slashing down with earth-shattering force.

This strike caused the heavens and earth to shake!

The side peaks of Nanli Sword Studio turned to dust under this sword.

However, the result was shocking.

Even this wasn’t enough to kill him?

Xin Zui hadn’t died but was extremely disheveled, his hair in disarray, face stained with blood, his expression growing more sinister.

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, splattering into the air.

He was wounded by ants, which was an utmost humiliation.

"You all must die."

Xin Zui’s old face contorted to the extreme, activating Light Fixing Skill with full force, casting three rays down successively, enveloping all three in the Ghostly Realm.

"Run!"

Xia Wuyou initially wanted You Li to flee first, but Xin Zui moved too quickly, controlling her with no chance to react.

The magic which tortured even Divine Platform Realm cultivators felt like meat cutting bone scraping on You Li.

Xia Wuyou wished to rescue her, but after the sword released all its intent, it lost all power, silently falling.

Simultaneously, Xia Wuyou and Elder Luo were hit again.

Xin Zui’s killing intent was intense, being harmed by these Central Continent insects was a major disgrace.

These damned Central Continent people, especially that damned fellow.

If it weren’t for him, how would Xin Zui have lost half his strength and be hurt by these ants?

Kill!

The fierce ghosts in the Ghostly Realm swarmed like a tide, attacking them from different directions, knives ready.

A flame appeared, like a spark growing under the three of them, in the next moment engulfing them as if Burning Fire Spreads.

Miraculously, not only were they unharmed in the sea of fire, but they felt released from shackles; the Light Fixing Skill failed, everything in the Ghostly Realm ignited upon contact with the flames, burning like a fiery oil.

Screams continued, these were the real cries of fierce ghosts!

When Han Yu appeared in the scene, he felt rather helpless, because he saw on the ground those familiar faces.

These were elders he had seen when fighting Divine Techniques monsters before!

He hurried as fast as he could, almost immediately after receiving a message from Sea Stone City, but he was still late.

This was why he didn’t want to be hailed as the savior of Central Continent; he was just one person and Central Continent was not small.

He couldn’t be everywhere, there would inevitably be times he couldn’t help, perhaps many such instances.

"It’s you!"

Xin Zui instantly recognized Han Yu, his eyes turning red.

This bastard had inflicted a Heart Demon on him, taking away half of his strength.

He eagerly wished to eat him alive.

"You dare show up before me, good."

Xin Zui ignored everyone else; if Han Yu dared stand here, he must be killed first.

A Light Fixing Spell descended from the sky, Xia Wuyou and Elder Luo’s expressions changed, crying out subconsciously.

"Watch out!"

Finally, an ally arrived, if he got caught too, then they could truly only wait for death.

Han Yu remained motionless, with a meaningful expression.

Not dodging?

Don’t blame me if you want to die.

Xin Zui sneered coldly, secretly pushing his ability to the extreme.

A ray of light fell, illuminating the surroundings.

Xin Zui couldn’t help but laugh, "Fool, my Light Fixing Skill is far beyond what it used to be."

"But your strength is half gone."

Within the white light, a mocking voice suddenly spoke.

Xin Zui turned red as if his throat was clenched, that was because he was enraged.

But the next moment, his expression shifted from red to livid.

In the white light, a giant wooden phantom shattered forth, expanding as if supporting the heavens, growing continuously, ten zhangs, thirty zhangs, sixty zhangs, a hundred zhangs!

"How can you possess such ability!"

Xin Zui remained disbelieving, such phenomena were too intimidating, a hundred-zhang phantom, what kind of bizarre ability?

Han Yu’s phantom had already shattered the Light Fixing Skill, now watching him with a smile.

"It’s simple, don’t do evil, plant more trees."

The phantom was indeed intimidating for sure, but the defense capability was undeniable.

Han Yu’s weakness was always the fear of being restrained by strange abilities, with this thing he could use it to counter.

With the giant wooden phantom blocking at the front, himself hiding behind throwing Fire Divine Power.

Facing the former twenty-person team again, Han Yu would even dare to unleash two Dharma Aspects to engage them in battle.