They’re fucking mad!

Chasing Soul kept criticizing internally, having already taken down over twenty cultivators, yet still not calling it quits?

You still want to continue driving them to death!

Could it be that you really intend to kill all these people here?

Han Yu indeed thought this way, rather than let them enter Central Continent and activate arrays everywhere, making him rush to put out fires everywhere, it’s better to find a way to kill them now.

After selecting a new direction, he soon encountered a new batch of people once more...

"Damn it."

On the other end, Xin Yin broke through two Cyan Dragons, and upon realizing they’d been tricked again, couldn’t help gritting his teeth in anger.

This damned thing really knows how to run; last time they used this trick to escape from under their hands, and this time is no different.

This kind of trick isn’t even particularly clever, yet somehow this guy always executes it perfectly.

Things are getting bad!

Xin Yin suddenly had a bad premonition; with a large team scattered like this, could it be that this kid intends to defeat them one by one?

After all, Han Yu did something similar a few days ago.

The more he thought about it, the more something felt wrong, and Xin Yin couldn’t help but raise his hand to unleash his spiritual power.

A blast sounded through the void, he needed to immediately regroup the team!

Meanwhile, Han Yu had already quietly approached the team.

When he was only a mile away, the two of them were flying across the sea surface.

The cultivators above seemed as if blind, completely unaware of the anomalies below.

Han Yu was already itching for action to head out alone.

As a competent accomplice, Chasing Soul didn’t even need a cue from Han Yu; he started attacking almost as soon as Han Yu left.

It was quite amusing; a large group of people facing the suddenly visible duo seemed inexplicably flustered.

The cultivators’ sixth sense gave them a faint sense of danger.

And this feeling grew increasingly stronger as Chasing Soul raised his hand.

Cyan Xuan Finger!

Chasing Soul executed it swiftly and smoothly; as he pointed like a swift meteor, figures came to a standstill one after another.

Han Yu charged in with the momentum of a giant log, looking incredibly menacing.

Sweeping away everything in his path like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, the cultivators ended in utter destruction under the giant log.

It made Chasing Soul feel a certain illusion, making him wonder if the cultivators at the Initial Realm of the Divine Platform Realm had become like ants.

Yet, once was enough, but it couldn’t be done again.

The blast in the void attracted their attention simultaneously.

"It’s the gathering signal from Yama Hall."

Chasing Soul glanced at Han Yu and shook his head helplessly.

Obviously, the others weren’t foolish enough to let him defeat them one by one.

But it’s also good; Han Yu probably won’t lead him through heart-palpitating adventures anymore!

Han Yu looked at the horizon somewhat absent-mindedly, before saying something that made Chasing Soul’s jaw drop.

"You should be able to send this kind of signal too, right?"

Are you a devil?

Chasing Soul gave him a twisted expression; his numb spiritual treasure face found it hard to express his current feelings.

"I really don’t know what goes on in your head,"

Chasing Soul sighed with extremely peculiar tone.

"Just say if you can or not?"

Han Yu gave Chasing Soul an annoyed look; he felt like Chasing Soul wasn’t complimenting him.

Indeed, it wasn’t a compliment, but neither was it an insult.

On the contrary, Chasing Soul somewhat admired Han Yu’s thinking; damned if he doesn’t dare to imagine.

His previous incarnation was a split soul, and his cultivation technique abilities all came from Yama Hall, so sending such signals was trivial.

Meanwhile, on Xin Yin’s end, just moments after sending the signal, another signal exploded from beyond the horizon.

He was momentarily stunned, his expression turning exceedingly weird.

Did someone really have to join in right as he wanted to gather people?

This really left him dumbfounded.

It’s either that Han Yu’s trace was discovered or...

"Traitor!"

Xin Yin’s expression changed inexplicably; naturally, he wouldn’t forget about Chasing Soul, and if this signal was sent by Chasing Soul, the consequences could be grave.

Regardless of whether it was a call for assistance or released by Chasing Soul, Xin Yin couldn’t sit idly by.

"Let’s go, we’ll take a detour to the other side."

On their end, Han Yu and Chasing Soul were already planning to change positions.

"Changing positions again?"

Chasing Soul was utterly perplexed; Han Yu’s actions were truly baffling.

He couldn’t understand what he intended to do at all.

Han Yu was too lazy to explain; he grabbed Chasing Soul and left, giving no chance for clarification.

The three remaining teams wandering the sea were equally bewildered.

Signals were coming from both sides, so which fucking side should they head to?

"Let’s head to the first signal’s position."

"To the second signal’s position."

The various teams’ reactions varied, which was naturally something Han Yu hoped for.

So, when he reached Xin Yin’s original position, a new slaughter commenced...

When Xin Yin reached the location of the second signal, he was met with two other teams, all staring at each other.

"Did you send the signal?"

Xin Yin asked with a dark face.

"We followed the signal here too."

The other two teams looked grim; they had already sensed something was wrong upon arrival without any trace.

Damn it!

Xin Yin was now fully convinced it was the handiwork of Chasing Soul, that traitor.

But more infuriating was why there were so few people, where were the others?

At this moment, another signal appeared, not just one; after a brief pause, signals appeared from different locations, ending up at four different points altogether.

"Should we keep sending?"

Chasing Soul turned to look at Han Yu, having completely submitted to this guy.

At this rate, would Yama Hall ever dare to trust their own signals again; clearly, they’ve nearly been rendered useless.

Xin Yin was sick too; he sent signals for no reason, and now this bastard used it to set a trap!

He estimated that the expressions on the faces of those Yama Hall cultivators would be quite a spectacle now.

Indeed, it was spectacular; their faces turned blue and white, just like changing face masks.

"Should we chase?"

A cultivator asked boldly.

Xin Yin glared at him angrily; there’s nothing to chase, can’t you see they’re scattering signals everywhere to toy with you?

Because of Han Yu’s actions, Xin Yin was now convinced that half of the others were likely already done for.

Looking at the remaining less than half of the Initial Realm cultivators behind him, Xin Yin’s expression instantly turned gloomy.

Damn it, when did he become so troublesome!

Is this still the same person who fled pitifully under his thumb?

"Ignore him, let’s advance to Central Continent to assist with activating the array foot."

He couldn’t stay to tangle with him; the array foot was the current top priority, especially needing to be completed quickly while the Celestial Dao Sect was suppressed in the Endless Sea Domain.

"Go!"

With this thought, Xin Yin held onto his resentment and led the remaining people to break through toward Central Continent.

As for the signals appearing sporadically on the horizon, the group turned a blind eye.

On the other end, Han Yu and Chasing Soul were hiding at the sea bottom for almost half a two-hour period, yet no one came.

After having Chasing Soul send a few more signals and waiting a while longer.

They eventually drew a conclusion.

It seemed like they had really run away!

Chasing Soul looked at Han Yu with a peculiar gaze; he really managed to accomplish it.

Although he hadn’t completely taken down the cultivators, being able to scare them off to the point they’re unwilling to play anymore was skillful enough to put him on Yama Hall’s kill list.

For some reason, there was an increasingly oppressive aura felt by the cultivators in Sea Stone City.

Initially, it was only sensed by cultivators in the Divine Platform Realm, but now it had become increasingly prevalent, even causing ordinary small cultivators to occasionally look up at the sky.

"Seen anything?"

A group stood on the parapet path of the city wall, pausing for over an hour.

The sky above Central Continent was still the same sky, yet they had a vague illusion that it seemed somewhat different.

If only one or two people felt this way, it might just be imagination.

But the key was that no one present refuted it.

"I keep feeling like there’s something covering above our heads."

Elder Luo suddenly spoke with an implicit reference.

This seemed to align with Quan Xiaotong’s certain speculation: Central Continent might be covered by some kind of array, making this feeling anything but groundless.

With this thought, his face turned iron blue.

This indirectly indicated that the first step of Yama Hall’s plan might not have been completely intercepted.