Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 412 - 354: Black Robe Forced to Work

The sudden appearance of Han Yu immediately terrified the four transcendence realm cultivators of the Cyan Sun Sect. They thought they were under attack until Han Yu charged into the monster’s body, leaving them dumbfounded.

"Who is this? From which side?"

Li Qingyun looked confused.

"Save them first!"

The elders continued their actions without pause, shouting repeatedly.

No matter who he is, the cultivators of the Cyan Sun Sect must be saved first. These are their assets; if they all perish, the Cyan Sun Sect won’t survive for long.

After Han Yu entered the monster’s body, he grabbed a person with one hand, while a long blade materialized in the other, wildly slashing around with a fierce blade technique. Meanwhile, a scorching sun shielded him as countless black pythons surged inside, constantly winding towards him.

The one in black robes watched in shock. Several times, the fire-encompassed black pythons charged at him, only to be melted before they reached him.

Could the Fire Divine Power be used this way?

Then what have I been using?

The one in black robes sank into self-doubt, realizing that Han Yu, using the same Fire Divine Power, was not scared of the monster at all. Instead, the monster was being burned miserably by him, and Han Yu even seemed to have the upper hand.

Is this something a human can do?

At this moment, looking at Han Yu, he seemed more like the monster.

Especially since the guy clearly held nothing in his hands, yet every slash he made seemed to cut the monster’s vital nerves.

No, it did cut the monster’s vital nerves. When a group of black pythons charged in, they were already chopped to the size of a thumb before the flames even engulfed them.

What is this horrifying creature!

Han Yu’s series of actions inside the monster naturally triggered a huge reaction from it. Its origin was constantly being cut away, akin to depriving it of life.

With each slash, it was like skinning it alive.

"Ah! Ah!"

A massive sound wave erupted, tossing everything around into the air, forcing even the four people focused on rescue to back away.

Following that was a terrifying scene; the monster stood on two legs and twisted its body rapidly, visible to the naked eye, twisting itself into a pretzel within a few blinks.

Inside, Han Yu naturally sensed a compressive force continuously pressing in, seemingly trying to crush him from within.

"Withstand it!"

Seeing the monster’s new trick, Han Yu was equally unyielding, letting flames flow within his body, continually expanding the scorching sun.

The two entered a continuous tug-of-war, and during this, Han Yu even found the spare time to sneak in a few extra slashes.

Outside, it was much worse for everyone else. With no way to handle Han Yu, its violent energy had nowhere to go but onto those poor little cultivators outside. The black pythons whipped around endlessly.

Unfortunate cultivators were either whipped into fragments or drained dry to compensate for the parts Han Yu had chopped away.

Han Yu also realized this phenomenon. Still counting the people of the Cyan Sun Sect and those from the Evil Path, there were quite a few left. The monster had gotten crafty, temporarily absorbing to resist the loss of its origin.

"How many did you send this time?"

He couldn’t help but ask the dazed one in the black robe beneath his hand.

"Two... over 2,600,"

The answer from the one in the black robe startled Han Yu, who then looked at him like he was a madman.

"Are you all crazy? Over 2,000 people plus those of the Cyan Sun Sect, if the monster devours them all, do you realize how horrifying that would be?"

The Celestial Secret Tower only sacrificed over 1,000 people, and it already left nine transcendence realm cultivators helpless and blinded.

The subsequent cost was the entire sect being razed to the ground.

This move is even bigger; if it succeeds, forget just the Cyan Sun Sect, the entire Moyang Mansion’s top to bottom would become the monster’s banquet.

How is this still a righteous versus evil battle? Once it sweeps in, everyone will be dragged down, meeting a miserable end.

If the Southern Border also tries this, damn it, the entire Han family would be wiped out.

"You of the Corpse Refining Lineage dare use such insidious tricks, truly despicable!"

Faced with Han Yu’s curses, the one in black robes pursed his lips; he was just cannon fodder, what did it have to do with him?

The insidious one was the master behind him.

Honestly, even he thought that person wasn’t any good, left and right devoid of any sign of life.

"Mr. Han, we can’t fight here anymore, or the Cyan Sun Sect will be done for. Can the monster be lured away?"

Zhu Yu, at some point, had approached the monster, empty-handed, shouting in Han Yu’s direction.

The monster’s rage had evidently directly affected the surrounding cultivators, and it was obviously in a frenzy. Despite Han Yu killing the monster, by the time he did, the Cyan Sun Sect would have already vanished.

So, he had no choice but to have his sister handed to Lin Fei while he went forward to warn him.

Han Yu glanced at the shadowy whips whipping about outside; goodness, it was even busier outside than inside.

He patted the shoulder of the one in black robes, flashing a peculiar smile.

"Come, do me a favor, release that sinister energy."

The one in black robes turned green in the face; how could he not guess what Han Yu intended? If he dared to release a tiny bit of Dragon Blood Stone energy, the monster would undoubtedly target him for death.

"I refuse..."

He certainly wasn’t willing; being used as bait was a surefire way to perish if he wasn’t careful.

He wasn’t Han Yu, able to wield the Fire Divine Power brilliantly. When faced with such a colossal being, he had no means of self-preservation.

"With me here, you won’t die; hurry up."

Han Yu urged him, but the one in black robes shook his head vehemently like a rattle drum.

"If you won’t do it, I’ll just throw you away and leave myself."

Han Yu rolled his eyes and spoke harshly, causing the one in black robes to shuffle and unwillingly release a sliver of red energy.

Pah! Truly spineless, talking civility doesn’t work, you need me to threaten you.

The red energy slowly emitted from the black robes, and Han Yu took the opportunity to grab him and burst out of the body.

Even though this sliver of energy was sparse, its temptation to the monster was overwhelmingly strong. Just as Han Yu burst out, the monster moved as well, constantly pursuing the source of the energy.

The endless black pythons slammed the ground like tentacles, causing the earth to shake violently, and the mountainous body began moving quickly under this pounding, toppling buildings and flattening blocking trees along the way.

Huge Jade Screen Mountain had a long path plowed from its center to the foot, resembling the Mediterranean Sea seen from afar.

Moving two miles westward, Han Yu glanced back at the relentlessly pursuing monster, urging again, "Let out more energy."

The one in black robes begrudgingly circulated his sea of consciousness, increasing the red energy substantially.

This immediately drove the monster into a frenzy. Like sensing a delicious aroma, it sped up, appearing right before them in just a few blinks.

"Black Robes, in this life, it seems your only true admirer is this monster! Touched?" Han Yu teased, watching the monster’s actions.

Don’t dare to move!

The one in black robes scowled; such ’admiration’ was unnecessary; he didn’t want to be food.

While the monster began action, Han Yu was already prepared, wielding a weapon frequently, slicing through with unstoppable momentum.

Seeing black pythons turn into thin snakes, then as small as hair strands, Han Yu charged inside as if in a no man’s land.

"Left, right, left, up, down, up, down..."

The Artifact Spirit constantly acted as eyes behind him, providing reminders and making Han Yu appear godlike, with a three-foot radius resembling an impenetrable Thunder Pool.

The monster couldn’t touch him, but it was Han Yu’s turn to torment it. The scorching sun reformed into a Cyan Dragon, and Han Yu soared inside it, raising his blade to strike at the monster’s head.

"Ah!"

A shrill scream echoed through the sky as the Cyan Dragon twisted, carrying Han Yu’s blade like a hurricane from the top of the monster’s head, penetrating downward.

The monster wailed in constant pain, eager to kill the Cyan Dragon with all its might, yet it could never manage, not even enough to defend itself.

The invisible blade, seemingly unstoppable, easily cut through defenses as if they were tofu, falling apart in front of it.

The Cyan Dragon spiraled around the monster, piercing it with uncountable wounds in mere moments.

Crucially, the monster could not match the pace of its recovery to the rapid loss of origin, driving its survival instinct to attempt escape.

Yet, as soon as it moved, driven by a deep desire, it turned back.

There, the one in black robes was forcibly emanating heat, expending his life force in operation...