Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

The bald man finished speaking and reached out to grab the stone.

Tu Xingsun quickly hugged the stone and retreated. In this case, he definitely couldn't give it away. The Omen Star was on him. If he gave them the stone, and these folks left him behind without loyalty, what would he do?

Only by keeping the stone close to him would it be the safest. These three people would have to pull him along for the sake of the stone.

"I won't use Earth Escape. I'll just hug the stone and follow you. Us four gentlemen must stick together and never abandon one another."

With that said, he hugged the stone and approached the others.

Visibly, the Omen Star above the group's heads instantly became a connected red mass.

The sickly-looking man twitched at the corner of his eyes, looking at the people under the Omen Star with red-flushed faces, and decisively took the lead to fly into the air.

"Retreat!"

——

"Faster! Han Yu! I sensed it, just ahead."

Glass suddenly exclaimed in the Sea of Consciousness.

Han Yu's brow twitched, and he shouted back.

"The person stealing the stone is right ahead. Follow along."

Having said that, he was the first to break through the air.

Though the three people didn't understand why Han Yu was so sure the thief was ahead, seeing his confidence, it didn't seem like he was guessing.

But...

The three exchanged glances, how could they follow!

Looking at that blurry figure, it was already hard to see.

Meanwhile, Han Yu, who took the lead in pursuit, kept questioning as he rushed forward.

"Has the person used Earth Escape?"

"No, the sense has always been there, getting more obvious."

Glass's face lit up with excitement, waving his hands and cheering.

"Put more effort! This time, not only will you drink soup, I'll add some meat for you."

Han Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes; what a guy, even using motivational tactics.

Though he felt puzzled—why wasn't that guy using Earth Escape, had his brain gone bad?

"Isn't that even better? If the opponent dares not use Divine Techniques for Earth Escape, I can sense him all the time."

Glass eagerly rubbed his hands in the Sea of Consciousness and laughed.

——

Tu Xingsun finally realized the drawback of specializing in Divine Techniques. At this moment, the four flew in the air, and after just the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, he had already fallen behind and the gap was widening.

He could only be tearful.

If he used Earth Escape, he might catch up with everyone, perhaps even faster.

But he was scared! Fortune-tellers always spoke with certainty. If they said his Omen Star was shining, then it was.

If he used Earth Escape and the three ran away, wouldn't he be left alone?

What if he died underground...

In the end, it was Tu Xingsun's cowardice that kept him from checking whether the Omen Star would persist after using Earth Escape.

The sickly man at the forefront suddenly felt an inexplicable heartfelt tremor. Instinctively, he turned his head, and his heart was startled.

Tu Xingsun's Omen Star was blood-red, even affecting the nearby bald man and the woman, shining brightly.

Just at that moment, a figure surged with lightning speed ahead of the four, bringing a sound of wind and thunder.

In the blink of an eye, he shot ahead of the four. He was also a Divine Power User, with wings of flame carrying a scorching aura, flapping and sending forth heat waves.

The moment Han Yu appeared, he raised a hand and a sea of fire swept toward the four.

The sickly man hurriedly offered a turtle shell, six copper coins instantly formed into an array in the void, covering him, and the sea of fire couldn't advance within a foot's distance.

The bald man plucked a small flower tucked by his ear, holding it in his hand. The seven tiny petals on the flower bud scattered, then grew in the wind, sticking to his whole body. At that moment, the sea of fire rushed over, instantly engulfing him, yet the figure remained steadfast with no movement.

The woman quickly pushed out the Palace Lantern, the flame inside extinguished. The four corners of the lantern suddenly opened, transforming into a screen before her. When the sea of fire rushed in, it was diverted by the screen.

Watching these people display their means, Han Yu curiously looked at the last person, Tu Xingsun, who was holding the Dragon Blood Stone, expecting his move.

Tu Xingsun looked around blankly, only to see his three companions each protecting themselves, with not one coming to care for him, making him feel distressed.

He then saw Han Yu's gaze.

"What are you looking at? I don't have anything."

Though he said this, with the sea of fire rushing in, he could only hurriedly use the Mud Body Technique of earth-type Divine Techniques, turning into a mud statue holding the stone in an instant.

"So many means."

Aside from the Mud Body Technique, the means of the other three were truly eye-opening.

"It's just a high-level magical artifact, don't be envious."

Glass remarked nonchalantly in the Sea of Consciousness.

But Han Yu felt a deep sense of envy.

It would have been better if you hadn't explained it to me.

When the sea of fire dissipated, the Copper Coins returned to the turtle shell, the petals reformed into buds, and the screen folded back into a Palace Lantern.

The clay figure crumbled into blackened pieces, with Tu Xingsun shaking off the clay from his steaming body, looking somewhat disheveled.

The sickly man finally found time to scrutinize Han Yu carefully. Just one glance filled him with shock.

In the gray haze of his vision, Han Yu merely stood in their way, yet above everyone's head appeared the Omen Star, especially above Tu Xingsun, where the whole Omen Star suddenly grew more than ten times larger.

Even more astonishing, an Omen Star seemed to appear above his own head. In his sight, a red light unseen by others fell upon everyone, including himself.

How could this be possible?

He was overwhelmed with horror, wasn't this saying that just this one person before him could potentially bring death to them all?

"Die for me!"

The bald man saw Han Yu chasing alone, immediately killing intent arose. After exchanging a glance with the woman, they both struck together.

"No!"

The sickly man repeatedly tried to stop them, but it was already too late.

At the instant the two made their move, the Omen Star above their heads clearly expanded several times larger.

The woman lifted the Palace Lantern in her hand, the candle flame reignited, and a beam of light shone toward Han Yu.

The bald man suddenly clasped his hands together, and a series of Brahma Sounds incessantly chanted from his mouth.

Han Yu hadn't grasped what was happening when his expression suddenly froze. In the daze, everything shifted, bringing him into a peach blossom grove.

Peach trees were planted all around, covering the ground with a sea of peach blossoms, and even flower petals began to rain from the sky.

Han Yu was bewildered, but his consciousness quietly began to awaken.

"What's going on?"

Glass scoffed with disdain.

"A foolish woman used a magical artifact to briefly confuse your mind and draw you into an illusion realm, hoping to get close and siphon your life force."

Upon the Artifact Spirit's words, the woman moved with delicate grace, swaying step by step closer.

The whole illusion realm was filled with sounds of breathing echoing by his ear.

Soon, the woman was in front of Han Yu, clinging closely and making all kinds of seductive movements.

Outside the illusion, the woman initially intended to attack from afar, but as she moved a bit closer, Han Yu's intense energy and blood aura attracted her instead.

She felt as if Han Yu's presence was a grand furnace, with the energy flowing like a roaring ocean, exuding powerful vigor.

Unconsciously, she even began to desire extracting it.

Inside the illusion, Han Yu's expression subtly shifted, his face gradually altering.

After seeing this, the woman smiled sweetly, whispering, "Want to feel more joy?"

Han Yu hesitated and spoke.

"It doesn't seem right, doesn't seem right."

The woman, however, laughed more alluringly, her moist eyes sending flirtations, her red lips opening slightly as if to bite Han Yu's ear.

But as her head leaned on his shoulder, her abdomen suddenly throbbed with pain. Her face bore an incredulous expression as she saw Han Yu's clear, bright face.

"I told you it doesn't seem right, doesn't seem right! Can't even tell front from back, yet you keep jumping around without considering others' feelings."

"Practicing that cultivation technique without considering if it suits your body, but you insist on forcing it, don't you?"

With a dark expression, Han Yu delivered a couple more punches, sending her flying away.

The mesmerizing sound by his ear grew louder and even more...

"Why hasn't the illusion realm broken yet?"

Han Yu frowned and asked.

"Because someone else is maintaining the illusion realm."

Glass appeared perplexed in the Sea of Consciousness and said.

"Who?"

Han Yu already wanted to forcefully break open the illusion realm.

"That bald guy, want to see if he dances?"

With veins bulging on his forehead, Han Yu's face turned livid.

To avoid indulging the Artifact Spirit's sadistic humor, a Fire Lotus swiftly bloomed beneath his feet. In the next moment, a violent explosion consumed the entire peach blossom grove...