"Han Yu!"

A whisper brought him back to his senses. Looking up, he almost spat out blood.

Was he too hasty to get up?

Before his eyes, there was a vast area filled with bald women, each wearing robes as thin as a cicada's wings. Their faces were either holy, charming, or sending seductive glances. Some were even bold enough to have half-removed their robes.

This time, the location had changed to a Buddha hall, with incense swirling and the room serene and elegant.

A nun, with eyes as gentle as spring, approached Han Yu, tapping a wooden fish, and soon snuggled up to him.

"Benefactor, I'm not good at tapping the wooden fish, could you teach me?"

Han Yu's expression was extremely strange, thinking to himself.

Such wild play! I'm still young; I don't know what tapping the wooden fish means.

Another nun clung to him, rubbing against him for quite a while.

"Benefactor, form is emptiness; could you teach me how to be empty?"

"If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to the mountain myself. Benefactor, have you seen the mountain? Is it big?"

Before long, Han Yu was tightly surrounded again, and then rustling, he felt someone loosening his belt. Looking down, he saw nuns from outside crawling in from beneath the crowd.

At this moment, they were pulling down his pants.

Damn!

Why is this dream realm so strong?

"Those two outside are working together; they have fused the dream realm and illusion realm, seemingly planning to kill you here first."

Glass's voice gently echoed in the Buddha hall.

At the same instant as it spoke, the nun pulling down his pants transformed into a giant beast, opening a bloody maw towards his lower body.

The nuns around him turned into monsters, either an octopus binding him tightly with tentacles or a strange bird pecking at his eyes.

There was even a pack of fiery-eyed hounds drooling, and waves of flames instantly surged towards him.

At the moment, all means were directed entirely at Han Yu.

Waves of fire surged continuously, with monster silhouettes appearing from time to time.

"Suppress him with all your might; don't hold back."

Yan Bing was in midair, casting spells with one hand, gritting his teeth as he spoke to Yankong beside him.

Yankong understood, his lips moving faster and faster, and the Brahma sound from his mouth became increasingly urgent.

This guy's Earth Escape Technique is too troublesome, and he seems to have numerous tactics. If we could kill him underground directly, that would be best.

Meanwhile, Yan Bing also harbored a trace of worry in his heart. According to Liu Yaoyao, this person also possesses an exceptionally sturdy physical body. If we cannot break his physical form in the illusion realm, wouldn't it be even harder to capture him outside?

Could this guy be a young monster coming out of the Nine Sects?

But aside from those known prodigies, why is his name never heard?

For a moment, Yan Bing's thoughts were in turmoil.

Yankong's lips moved swiftly while casting a sidelong glance at Yan Bing.

The guy underground seems difficult to handle, too strange. The Flower Monk did say that this guy is not only proficient in Fire Divine Power but also possesses an incredibly tough physical body, and now it seems he also has the Earth Escape Skill.

Not sure if he has other tactics. If it's impossible to kill him underground, we must keep a close eye on this libidinous insect.

This scoundrel has too many cunning tricks. Better not let him deceive us later.

For a moment, the two had different thoughts, but they dared not halt the operation of True Essence.

Within the illusion realm, from the ocean of fire, suddenly emerged an arm. The arm already broke the bones and tendons of a strange dog, and with a fierce kick, the octopus monster binding him smashed into the Buddha hall's wall. The entire hall shook continuously.

"Collect!"

Han Yu's voice came from the sea of fire. The rolling flames suddenly appeared to be frozen, and the next moment, like waves, they gathered into his palm.

Unexpectedly, even the fictitious fire within the illusion realm could be controlled.

Han Yu merely tried, and now, looking at the fireball continuously forming in his hand, he couldn't help but click his tongue.

"What's so strange? The opponent used the dream realm and illusion realm to drag you into the mental world, intending to kill your spirit here, and thereby destroy your soul."

"Although these flames are fictitious, they've possessed the properties of fire in concept, and since they're fire, your Fire Divine Power can naturally command them."

Glass spoke dispassionately.

Han Yu quietly eyed the fireball in his hand and casually tossed it towards the crowd of bizarre creatures around him.

For a moment, ghostly wails echoed, and the entire Buddha hall appeared like a dance of demons, with fire-clad bodies of strange beings crashing around.

Han Yu frowned, taking a deep breath, a vast plume of flame gently spewed out, instantly transforming the entire illusion realm into a world of fire.

This time he didn't choose to break it violently. The two guys above, one with the dream realm, one with the illusion realm, would make him a target if he revealed himself.

"How disgusting this duo's cultivation techniques are."

Han Yu was somewhat irritated; they always targeted his weaknesses.

If he could get close, Han Yu was confident he could easily handle them.

But it's particularly difficult to get near.

Glass shrugged helplessly, indicating it wasn't to be blamed.

"Actually, the opponent isn't that overwhelmingly strong; you're passive merely because you can't practice, and you can't shut off your five senses. The arts of dream realm and illusion realm aren't as insoluble as you believe."

"Whether it's shutting off the five senses or using a corresponding Cultivation of Heart Method, as long as one can neither hear, see, smell, touch, nor be affected, such tricks naturally lose their power. Don't complain, believe it or not, your opponent is feeling worse than you are right now."

"You've violently broken through the Dream Realm and Illusion Realm more than once; maybe they're more troubled than you are now. You're on top in this situation."

Indeed, Yan Bing and Yankong's faces were extremely grim; they had never been so frustrated on the path of evil.

Even their combined efforts couldn't take down the opponent.

And repeatedly, their signature skills were broken by the opponent.

This guy, like a piece of tough meat, left them clueless about how to make a move.

They didn't know how to proceed, but Han Yu had already decided to strike first. If he couldn't get close, then he wouldn't; let's see who could outlast the other.

Suddenly, a pair of hands emerged from the ground below, and two Fire Dragons soared upwards from the earth.

The two reacted with dismay, immediately separating and each diverting one Fire Dragon.

After several entanglements, they guided the two Fire Dragons with True Essence, crashing them into each other in mid-air, turning the sky into a sea of fire.

At this moment.

"Is someone over there?"

A sudden urgent voice broke into the battlefield, with the sound of figures splitting the air from the distance.

Yan Bing squinted to see ten figures approaching from Zhanzhou City; the commotion here was too great and had alarmed the cultivators inside Zhanzhou City.

The leader still dressed in the formal attire of the court, with a cultivation clearly at the level of Great Perfection.

Behind him were nine cultivators, each at the Divine Gaze Realm.

Their expressions changed, quickly turning around.

"Let's withdraw for now! These are Imperial Court cultivators; we'll strategize next time."

With that, they quickly escaped into the void, with Yankong looking at the ground in resentment before leaving as well.

Zhao Yulin looked grim; Zhanzhou Prefecture was a critical court area, and for many years, few cultivators dared to cause trouble here. His reputation as Guardian here was known, and most cultivators of the same realm would show some respect. This area hadn't had an incident for a long time.

He hadn't expected such a big battle to break out outside the city today. Fortunately, it didn't spread inside, or he wouldn't escape charges of negligence.

He wasn't a Sect cultivator; raised by the court, he could only adhere to national laws. If he crossed the line, even as a Great Perfection cultivator at the Divine Gaze Realm, it wouldn't help.

"Who were those bastards, so bold to cause trouble here?"

Of all the places to fight, why do it here at all?

The ten arrived at the previous battleground, looking at the pockmarked ground with cold expressions.

The destruction on this scale suggested both sides were rather powerful.

Zhao Yulin gazed at the holes with lingering fear; thankfully, the fight was outside the city. Such might inside would have turned everything upside down.

Even if they caught the troublemakers, he would have been in trouble too.

"Damn it, they fled too quickly."

Not catching anyone, Zhao Yulin felt frustrated, as if a cat were scratching his heart.

After releasing the two Fire Dragons, Han Yu immediately retreated, waiting for a moment with no response from above. Curious, he decided to peek out.

As soon as he poked his head out of the soil, he found himself being stared down by a group of people.

Zhao Yulin and his nine Divine Gaze Realm subordinates were inspecting the holes when suddenly a patch of earth inexplicably stirred, revealing a head.

Initially shocked, they quickly regained composure.

"There's another person; capture him for me."

True Essence formed a net, and a magical artifact at the waist turned into a rope. Someone even pulled out shackles forged into a magical artifact, throwing everything into the pit.

What is all this stuff?

Han Yu was baffled but didn't dare act rashly, quickly retracting his head.

Listening to the commotion above, he was puzzled.

Who were these people? And why had the personnel changed?

After darting through the soil for a while, he cautiously poked his head out again, finally seeing clearly: those familiar court attires were indeed worn by the Guardians!

What nonsense; just the other day the Palace Guard he saw had mediocre cultivation, so where did these nine Palace Guard-dressed Divine Gaze Realm cultivators come from?

Observing Zhao Yulin's back, Glass also reminded him in his Sea of Consciousness.

"This one is also at Great Perfection, no weaker than those two before."

Ten figures circled above, and soon someone spotted Han Yu.

"Here!"

With a shout, a swarm of people rushed over, hurling True Essence as if it was free.

These people must be mad.

Han Yu felt a headache, having to duck in again, faintly hearing Zhao Yulin's angry scolding.

"Search carefully, and find him for me."

Gritting his teeth, Han Yu decided to head toward the city.

Crawling through the damp soil, he continued until roughly two or three cups of tea's time had passed, slightly poking his head out again, and was stunned.

A pair of crystal-clear eyes were looking at him in surprise, as if he'd discovered something weird and wonderful...

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