Compared to rescuing, at this moment, Han Yu was more concerned about this group of new cultivators... behind them.

Or rather, the direction they came from.

A red light gathered and shot straight up into the sky, instantly dyeing the sky red, and then disappeared in less than a moment.

"Did you see that?"

Han Yu thought he was seeing things, and hurriedly asked the dog thing in his Sea of Consciousness.

The Artifact Spirit nodded its head, having just witnessed the fleeting scene as well.

In that case, it couldn’t have been an illusion.

This easily reminded people of the changes brought by the formation.

"Save me first!"

Chasing Soul was extremely uncomfortable, looking at Han Yu who seemed to still be in a daze, almost cried in anger.

The Celestial Dao Sect over there also seemed to recognize Han Yu, as it was this group who had brought Han Yu back initially.

So when they looked at Chasing Soul, their eyes became a bit strange. Did they really hit the wrong person?

At this point, whether they hit the wrong person no longer mattered to Chasing Soul. After Yama Hall’s two groups united, their combat power immediately increased, not only defeating the Celestial Dao Sect but now targeting him.

A myriad of abilities were thrown at him, both ice and fire.

Even if he had a thousand-year Spiritual Treasure body, he couldn’t withstand it!

By the time Han Yu took action, he had almost been beaten out of shape.

This was thanks to the cowardice of the divided soul at the time; perhaps the only noteworthy thing that guy ever did was to exchange for such a body.

If it weren’t for the Spiritual Treasure body, Chasing Soul might have been killed by now.

Seeing Han Yu rush in, Chasing Soul immediately dragged his broken body over, unable to stop complaining with his mouth.

"If you hadn’t come, I would really be dead."

"You’re the one who wanted to come here."

Han Yu glanced at the other’s sorry state and shook his head.

At the beginning, it was Chasing Soul who volunteered to come here; the opportunity to show off was given to him, but he turned out to be just a weakling, calling for help in less than half a day.

Chasing Soul lamented endlessly, pouring out his grievances.

"If this group of fools could have cooperated, things would have ended long ago."

Instead of doing a good sneak attack, they insisted on dragging it out until reinforcements arrived.

It wasn’t unjust for the Celestial Dao Sect to get beaten.

Chasing Soul now found them unsatisfactory no matter how he looked at them.

On Han Yu’s side, he quietly intervened, using the fog to hide himself and then stealthily followed into the opponent’s ranks.

When the huge sea of fire exploded, everything within a mile turned to dust, and three unlucky Yama Hall cultivators didn’t even understand how they died before turning to ash.

The cultivators who were closer were shocked by the aftermath, bleeding from all orifices, and the large troop was directly scattered.

"You deserve to die!"

The group, stunned from the explosion, reacted by surrounding Han Yu and bombarding him with various abilities.

Summoning a giant tree phantom.

Han Yu hid inside, letting the outside world bombard crazily, while he leisurely stayed inside.

The group had obviously never seen such bizarre things, and each one was dumbfounded.

In an instant, the sound of dragon roars echoed.

Around the phantom, sea of flames suddenly appeared, and Cyan Dragons came out, immediately attacking the crowd.

Such a shameless fighting style.

Chasing Soul watched, slack-jawed, realizing the strong defensive power of Han Yu’s Wood Divine Power, but found the method rather sly.

Hiding in Wood Divine Power and playing with fire, truly a genius.

The Cyan Dragons kept emerging, forcing the group into a retreat, but Han Yu still felt something was missing.

The next moment, the sea of fire suddenly vanished, and Han Yu gracefully walked out from the phantom, embracing the giant tree, visibly solidifying the phantom.

Hmm, now it feels right.

Watching Han Yu wield the hundred-zhang giant tree, the visual impact was undeniably shocking.

The Yama Hall cultivators were already contemplating retreat, as this monster was too mysterious; they couldn’t hurt it, and its flames were incredibly formidable.

And now it was using the Dharma Aspect as a weapon.

Incomprehensible!

They weren’t fools; such a figure was already beyond what they could contend with, staying longer would be a death wish.

"Retreat!"

Who knows which cultivator gave the order first, but the entire group dispersed and fled.

The cunning Chasing Soul was unwilling to just be a spectator, suddenly pointing his finger repeatedly.

Cyan Profound Finger!

This scared the hell out of them; such a move at a critical time had them cursing frantically.

"Bastard..."

"You won’t die a good death..."

Han Yu chuckled; what could be more delightful than a target that couldn’t move?

The giant tree swept across, taking down swathes.

With overwhelming momentum, like a thunderclap.

Even a brief control was enough, allowing Han Yu to clear them out like a whirlwind.

Thus, each of these guys died with an unclosed mouth.

Chasing Soul, like presenting a treasure, came forward, realizing their abilities indeed matched.

One responsible for control and harassment, the other for rushing in for a rampage.

"If the Central Continent really falls, we might as well team up!"

Chasing Soul still held onto the idea of following Han Yu after the fall of the Central Continent.

Several cultivators from the Celestial Dao Sect were reorganizing their troops. After this battle, although no one was lost, the damage wasn’t small.

Eight figures nodded simultaneously at Han Yu before silently escaping into the streaming light.

"So fleeting!"

Han Yu shook his head at the direction the group had disappeared into.

"There’s no choice; Yama Hall must be continuously dispatching cultivators now, the two sides will be fighting for a while."

Judging from the two waves of people from Yama Hall just now, Chasing Soul was certain they had deployed a lot of cultivators to the lower world.

At this moment, far off in the sky, two more red lights shot into the dome one after another, briefly dying the void red.

Watching the fleeting crimson, Han Yu asked.

"What exactly is that?"

"A phenomenon of the formation starting!"

Chasing Soul sighed slightly.

In other words, two more places had been turned into purgatories and sacrificed.

"Bang!"

Quan Xiaotong slammed the letter hard onto the table, eyes red.

Six state prefectures were wiped out, with more than fifty thousand cultivators and civilians lost.

This was just in a single day!

Did they really think of them as livestock for slaughter?

Moreover, the reports kept coming in, Sea Stone City had almost become a second place akin to the Inspectorate.

Ling Wuce was back; relying on Quan Xiaotong alone for these dispatches would be difficult to handle.

"Most of these are places where powerful beings fought."

Ling Wuce pointed to the tall stack of reports beside him; it was happening too fast, like a blooming flower, they couldn’t cope, and might not even have time to evacuate.

Xia Wuyou and Elder Luo returned, finally bringing back some good news.

The formation base had been found.

Perhaps Wuyin was too arrogant, not bothering to hide the formation base, making it much easier to find.

"You’re saying the formation base is an altar?"

After hearing the report from the two, Quan Xiaotong was silent for a moment.

Xia Wuyou nodded, having indeed confirmed it thoroughly, it was certainly in the form of an altar.

Speaking of it, he looked a bit strange, as he and Elder Luo tried to approach, they were suddenly awakened by a baseless panic.

Strange!

The altar was quite strange.

"It seems to eat people!"

Chasing Soul was also explaining to Han Yu the origin of the red light.

"Never attack the altar recklessly."

At this, his tone became very solemn.

From the divided soul’s memory, that altar was extremely strange, definitely not simple; if Yama Hall hadn’t left any traps inside, he wouldn’t have believed it.

At least without full preparation, it’s best not to attempt to destroy it.

"With thousands of years of arrangement, do you think it could be so easily destroyed?"

Chasing Soul didn’t even need to think to know the difficulty involved.

And Han Yu was pondering why Yama Hall had such a fondness for altars.

Raising divine technique monsters with an altar.

Imprisoning him with an altar.

The place where the White Tiger was slain as well was an altar.

Now even the formation base is an altar...

These questions, from Chasing Soul’s side, were destined not to have answers; how much he knew depended entirely on how much the divided soul could access.

Unfortunately, the divided soul’s role was incredibly low-class, very subpar.