Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 326 - 268: Cremation in Midair

Han Yu’s face darkened, "Still feeling it’s slow?"

In just this short moment, more than a dozen have been knocked down. Even if a hundred pigs were standing there for you to slaughter, wouldn’t it take some effort?

Suddenly, a roar erupted from the dense forest below, the massive sound waves nearly lifting the entire forest.

The reason was that Luo Yuqi and his group had entered the mountain cave only to find it empty.

The six left behind a group of cultivators in the Divine Gaze Realm as cannon fodder, hastily rushing forward.

But upon entering the cave, it was completely empty, the traces of destruction from a few days prior still freshly imprinted, the devastated cave filled with piles of rubble.

The pool looked like dead water, lacking the vibrant blue vitality it once had.

Yet Luo Yuqi still noticed something was amiss. He stepped forward and picked up a Buddha’s hand, gently pinching it.

The spirit plant, which had been ravaged beyond recognition that day, still possessed such vitality, which was clearly unusual.

"That spirit body is definitely still here, or has returned here."

He spoke in a deep voice.

Thus, the group continued to explore the cave, and even Eighth Brother directly sent spiritual power into the pool, letting it spill over, trying to make contact and search.

Sixth Brother Liu Nantiao’s face, covered in a patch of blue-green skin, trembled. He came to a section of the mountain wall, placed a hand on it, and let spiritual power flow through his palm. In an instant, the surrounding rock began to melt like the first snow.

In just a moment, the already battered cave was completely melted into a vast platform.

"Not hiding here!"

After completely destroying the cave, Liu Nantiao shook his head grimly.

Meanwhile, Eighth Brother also withdrew his hand, shaking his head as well.

"There is nothing at the bottom of this pool, absolutely couldn’t be hiding inside."

Then they all turned back to ask Luo Yuqi.

"Fourth Brother, are you sure the treasure will be here?"

Luo Yuqi furrowed his brow and remained silent. He wasn’t the only one who saw the spirit body back then; a group of people discovered it together when they came.

He murmured aloud, "I wasn’t the only one who saw it; the Eldest Brother was also present."

At this point, Miao Zuesen also stepped forward and nodded, saying, "Indeed, it was here where we discovered the spirit body. There’s no mistake about it."

"At that time, we were..."

As he spoke, Luo Yuqi seemed to recall as well.

At that time, they were just about to attack the villagers, and that’s when the spirit body appeared.

Besides, they had earlier learned from the villagers that the spirit body was being worshipped.

Thinking of this, Luo Yuqi had an idea. After explaining to the group, he said,

"The villagers below should be under the protection of that spirit body. Perhaps we can force it to appear by threatening the lives of those mortals. Once we capture the spirit body, it will be easier to find its true form."

"Ha! That’s easy enough."

Fifth Brother laughed heartily, flew into the sky, and over the village, took a greenish pill from his bosom, and lightly tossed it below.

As the pill was about to hit the ground, it exploded with a boom, a cloud of green mist boiling forth as if endlessly.

The green mist spread continuously, and wherever it reached, all plants withered and blackened or even decayed and shattered in an instant.

Fifth Brother even felt the spreading speed was too slow, so with a flick of his finger, a surge of spiritual power burst out, exploding on the scene below, instantly spreading the mist throughout the entire village.

"These mere mortals, their lives are as fragile as ants."

Having done all this, with crossed eyes, he spoke with a cold sneer.

The entire small village was instantly filled with mist, cattle and sheep turning to bone in an instant, the area within several miles turning into a virtual purgatory.

"There!"

The group’s eyes suddenly brightened, on a clearing near the mountain, where the green mist couldn’t advance an inch, as if an invisible wall was holding it back.

Visible to the naked eye, the unseen wall occasionally emitted a faint glow.

"Attack!"

The six joined forces to launch spiritual power at the wall.

A thunderous explosion followed, and the shockwave shot into the sky, flipping surrounding structures.

Moments later, the villagers were finally revealed.

The blue barrier flickered faintly, already on the verge of collapse.

A group of villagers huddled together trembling, a girl and a deer standing at the forefront.

"Yo-yo..."

"I can barely maintain the barrier any longer."

Hearing the Wood Spirit’s words, the girl’s face changed.

The Wood Spirit lifted its head, staring at the six, as if having made a decision.

"Yo..."

"When the chance arises, lead the villagers out."

Elsewhere, hearing the loud commotion, Artifact Spirit grew restless, incessantly urging.

"Hurry up, I don’t know if the Wood Spirit will survive, but if that girl dies, no one will take the West River Pill."

Han Yu’s movements stilled, his face dark. This already knocked down no less than thirty, and this person stands there talking nonsense, thinking it’s easy to take them down in a flash!

From the moment these people appeared until now, less than a quarter-hour had passed; it’s not that I’m slow, it’s that those old guys below aren’t stopping them.

"Quickly, this kid can’t hold it."

Someone saw Han Yu pause and quickly called to those beside him, shouting loudly.

This nearly infuriated Han Yu to the core.

It’s you who can’t hold it.

With over eighty cultivators remaining, Han Yu ultimately steeled himself, and a White Lotus bloomed at his feet, unfolding rapidly.

The group seemed to have never seen such a phenomenon; although they were wary, they hadn’t considered retreat.

As the White Lotus grew to more than ten feet tall, white flames began to drape down like tassels.

Crack!

Han Yu snapped his fingers, and the flames seemed to be harboring a massive power, surging restlessly.

White light instantly spread into a mile around in the void, the cultivators swept by the light felt an instant darkness, the world seemed to lose its color.

They soon realized, in shock, it wasn’t the world that lost its color, but their own eyes.

"My eyes..."

The cultivators, eyes aflame with white fire, shouted in mourning, but found the world deathly still; they couldn’t even hear their own voices. They tried to reach out to extinguish their eyes’ flames, but found the burning pain in their hands was even more severe than their eyes.

The massive explosion was inaudible to the group, but Han Yu heard it clearly. At this moment, his upper garment completely destroyed, exposing muscular build, his head buzzing incessantly.

Especially his internal organs were rolling like waves, feeling like his intestines were about to knot, almost making him vomit.

The power of this move was great, but without a matching physique, it was courting death.

The cultivators in mid-air were already tumbling and falling like dumplings, some plunging into the sea domain, others crashing into the beach, with the more severely affected having undergone mid-air cremation, dispersed by the wind without leaving any ashes.

"Go!"

With Artifact Spirit urging, Han Yu swooped down.

One, two, three, four, five, six!

Six White Dragons roared, emerging from within him, surging downward with claws bared...