When Han Yu appeared in the Mo Family’s place, the battle had already reached a certain eerie level.

He and Chasing Soul were dumbfounded, watching a group of Celestial Dao Sect cultivators relentlessly chase and beat a group of Yama Hall cultivators.

The figure of Wang Xingzhi continuously flashed around, able to change locations within a few breaths.

Han Yu was slightly better off, having somewhat guessed that it was the effect of a pill.

Chasing Soul, on the other hand, was completely stunned, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

Mo Xiuwen had abandoned the mechanisms behind him, having already run off without a trace. It was only upon discovering Han Yu that he reappeared.

"Over here!"

Mo Xiuwen flew out from a pile of ruins, waving at Han Yu.

After the two sides met, they exchanged only a few casual words.

"Many of our clan members have been killed or injured. This group of bastards simply doesn’t regard people as humans."

Mo Xiuwen resentfully looked up at the Yama Hall group, gritting his teeth.

"You go join the clan members first. Leave this side to me."

Han Yu nodded slightly, moreover, this place was no longer suitable for the Mo Family to stay.

The best approach might be to relocate together.

"Alright, I’ll wait for you in Sea Stone City later."

Mo Xiuwen didn’t waste words, said a few sentences, and flew off without turning back.

Wang Xingzhi moved like a fish in water constantly flickering around.

In contrast, the cultivators on the opposite side were crying out in distress.

Where did this bizarre ability come from? They couldn’t sense even a trace of its presence, let alone track any trajectory.

If they couldn’t completely lock down and isolate an area, they simply couldn’t capture him.

"He’s like a restless bug."

One cultivator cursed indignantly.

"And this bug’s bite is particularly painful."

Another cultivator added, almost in tears.

So this single bug really frustrated them.

Chasing Soul, eager for action, suddenly struck without knowing what came to mind.

He pointed repeatedly at the void with his finger.

Originally troubled beyond belief, the faces of the Yama Hall cultivators suddenly turned pale, then they turned and started cursing in unison, following the aura.

"Son of a bitch!"

"Bastard..."

This gave Wang Xingzhi and the group of Celestial Dao Sect cultivators an advantage, as they ruthlessly struck while the others were still unable to break free.

Even those who managed to escape momentarily found Chasing Soul couldn’t resist flicking a finger secretly to finish them off.

With Wang Xingzhi’s elusive backstabbing and Chasing Soul’s control,

Han Yu didn’t even need to intervene, and those cultivators were already all wiped out.

"This move of yours carries significant repercussions."

Even Han Yu had to admire Chasing Soul’s tactics, reminiscing about how absurd his split soul move used to be, yet under another’s hand, it had become different.

"To be honest, it’s just annoyingly effective."

The Artifact Spirit giggled, adding from the Sea of Consciousness; if you didn’t have some self-defense techniques, using this move would surely incite a mob against you.

Above the void, the Celestial Dao Sect was nearly wrapping things up. With the last Yama Hall cultivator falling, Wang Xingzhi smiled as he prepared to come down and exchange greetings.

Unexpectedly, just as he made the move, he disappeared...

With no enemies left, being lost was genuinely being lost.

Back at the manor city, Liu Zongyuan finally considered himself overconfident, chasing after three on his own.

Not only was he unable to stop them, but he almost trapped himself.

"Just in time to sacrifice you as well."

One of the cultivators charged at him with a sneer, his figure twisting into a black shadow that stretched for several meters, binding Liu Zongyuan in an eerie way.

Alright! He had spoken too soon, now he was truly trapped.

But before the other two could strike, a strange figure appeared behind them.

"Where have I wandered off to?"

Wang Xingzhi patted his forehead; he had just wanted to go down and greet everyone. How did he get lost, only to become more and more baffled, seemingly drifting further away from the original site?

He only realized it when he saw the solid backs of the two in front of him.

There was not a single innocent he could backstab,

Especially upon recognizing Liu Zongyuan, he instantly and without hesitation sent a galaxy to greet them...

Nearly half a two-hour period later, Liu Zongyuan staggered back,

As for the cause of his staggering, it was nothing other than the figure tied behind him—Wang Xingzhi.

He had figured it out: if he didn’t tie himself to someone, he could wander off again, who knows where, if he moved without care. Thus, he dared not move his feet recklessly now.

Strangely, Han Yu hadn’t left, seemingly waiting for him.

Once Wang Xingzhi was carried over by Liu Zongyuan, Han Yu straightforwardly voiced his concerns.

"In this Yama Hall operation, what role do you play?"

Wang Xingzhi appeared somewhat troubled; after much consideration, he ambiguously replied, "The role doesn’t matter, just know that whatever Yama Hall wants to achieve, we aim to stop it."

Han Yu sneered at this comment—he wasn’t blind, he could see how many bases Yama Hall had already activated.

Especially at this very moment, when another beam of red light pierced the heavens, staining the void scarlet.

Wang Xingzhi’s old face turned red, as recently, face-slapping events seemed to occur particularly fast.

Han Yu’s demeanor began to unravel; perhaps for the Celestial Dao Sect, this was merely a failed skirmish, but for the Central Continent, it signified yet another land of people being sacrificed.

Unless one were a cold-blooded animal, one would be somewhat moved.

"This situation won’t last long; just as Yama Hall keeps sending people, we, too, have a steady stream of cultivators coming down."

"It’s not just chaos within Central Continent; the Endless Sea Domain is similarly embroiled in intense conflict."

Wang Xingzhi explained that sometimes it wasn’t a matter of reluctance to send more people into the Central Continent; they might have dispatched people already, but run into Yama Hall’s people outside, and battles ensue prematurely.

Han Yu then posed a second question.

"Can the altar within the base be destroyed?"

He had also asked Chasing Soul this, who mentioned that it was difficult and not advised.

As a long-time rival of Yama Hall, he wanted to see the other’s answers.

"It can be done, but it’s not advised!"

Wang Xingzhi replied without hesitation.

Although the wording had some variations, the result was the same—not advisable.

Chasing Soul was concerned about additional tricks behind the altar,

Whereas Wang Xingzhi saw through it more thoroughly.

"The altar is merely a means; what you should be concerned about is the purpose."

In order to achieve it, does Yama Hall have other means ready in reserve?

Simply destroying the altar isn’t enough; thwarting the purpose is essential.

That begged the question:

"What is their objective?"

Wang Xingzhi shook his head ruefully; this time, he wasn’t being coy; he genuinely didn’t know.

Perhaps not even the entire Celestial Dao Sect knew, otherwise, there wouldn’t have been a millennia of overt and covert struggles.

At least that was his belief.

Eventually, Han Yu still wanted to take a look near the base, whether it could be destroyed or not, it was worth a try.

Chasing Soul continued to follow, and along the way, he suddenly spoke with profound words.

"Yama Hall’s tricks are hateful, but have you considered the Celestial Dao Sect?"

Why hadn’t Chasing Soul ever thought of joining the Celestial Dao Sect?

"The Celestial Dao Sect’s waters likely run deep too."

That’s the reason; at least Yama Hall’s plans are gradually being revealed, but the Celestial Dao Sect remains silent.

He didn’t believe any force capable of rivaling Yama Hall existed solely to oppose it.

No benefit, no early rise, that’s the truth.

A soul divided for a millennium is still fearfully avoiding death, let alone the old folks who’ve been around longer; if they’re plotting something, it must be incredibly significant.

"Could it be for immortality?"

Han Yu suddenly spoke, then immediately scoffed at himself.

How cliché a desire, and yet, truly mundane.

Chasing Soul’s expression twisted, then reaching out, adjusted his face back to normal before retorting with a peculiar tone.

"Don’t you know we’re already immortal beings?"

We? Naturally, this included not only Yama Hall, but even the Celestial Dao Sect.

Han Yu was bewildered, already immortal?

Ah, he suddenly recalled that Liu Zongyuan once used immortality as a lure to recruit him.

Then it couldn’t be for immortality!

But aside from immortality, what else would cultivators seek?