"I think Han Yu’s death is a bit strange!"

Everyone’s attention was on Ling Wuce, waiting for him to talk at length, but unexpectedly, he came out with such a pointless piece of nonsense.

The Great Elder of Unparalleled Tower had just checked Han Yu and couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Who doesn’t know by now that the young man died mysteriously?

Not only was the inside of his body destroyed, his meridians and bones were completely gone.

Now, only this skin shell remains.

Elder Luo raised an arm and tapped it, but the exterior showed no change.

"I’m trying to say, who could have killed him."

Ling Wuce looked at everyone present. Almost all the top cultivators of the Cultivator Realm were here, and even if they acted personally, they couldn’t do it.

"Moreover, he was standing still and let himself be killed."

The way he died was too stifling, with no resistance at all!

"Do you think he could have killed himself?"

Ling Wuce’s conclusion was too absurd. Everyone frowned without speaking, while the Great Elder of Unparalleled Tower was the first to speak, sneering, "Who would get tired of living and seek death themselves?"

Ling Wuce thought for a while, hesitantly glancing at Han Yu, "If he was killed, then he’s truly gone. But if he acted on his own, could there be some mystery?"

Elder Luo threw his arm angrily, "There’s no mystery about this, he’s done for."

"Not necessarily. The senior of Unparalleled Tower dies once a day, each time dying thoroughly before coming back to life. If he can do it, why can’t the owner of pills, Han Yu?"

Ling Wuce’s words undoubtedly enlightened everyone.

Indeed, looking from their perspective, he was truly dead, but Han Yu was full of mysteries. As Ling Wuce said, the Great Elder of Unparalleled Tower dies every day, and his death is more tragic, turning into a clump.

"But several days have passed."

"There’s been no movement, what if you’re wrong?"

Mo Xiuwen furrowed his brow. Although he knew Han Yu had many strange abilities, this was life and death; who would joke about that?

...

In reality, some do.

"Are you kidding with my life?"

Knowing the ins and outs of the matter, Han Yu angrily cursed, soon joined by the Artifact Spirit in the denunciation.

As the instigator, Ping remained still, like a dead object.

"What about now?"

Han Yu thought he had just passed out from pain, never expecting he unwittingly lost his life.

"That thing destroyed your body completely; you’ve been done for two days. Relatives and friends are at Bitter Lotus Sect waiting for a feast!"

The Artifact Spirit shouted, looking up.

Relatives and friends?

"The old ghosts of the Nine Sects are here, Old Ghost Ling is here too."

"Also your buddy from Mo Family, he’s brought people to help you seek revenge and slaughter Bitter Lotus Sect."

The Artifact Spirit counted the people outside and spoke.

Han Yu couldn’t stay calm now. With so many people coming, it looks like he’s really done for.

"Ping, what exactly do you want?"

Han Yu’s voice echoed in the Sea of Consciousness.

He found it hard to believe Ping wanted to kill him, because the authority was still in his hand, and he still had absolute control over it.

If it wanted to kill him, why wait until now?

Moreover, he had been helping it revive all along; killing him wouldn’t bring any benefit.

"I said from the start we were in this together, but you wouldn’t leave it behind. Now what? Won’t they bury us?"

The Artifact Spirit looked worried.

"It’s been two days already; if they don’t bury you soon, your first seven will soon be over."

The Artifact Spirit’s words hit Han Yu hard, but Ping remained motionless, showing no intention.

In the Sea of Consciousness, only the babbling voice of the Artifact Spirit remained, counting Han Yu’s posthumous affairs.

"You have so few relatives and friends, what if there aren’t enough for two tables at your feast? That would be awkward."

"And Bai Junya, will someone else take advantage of her then?"

"Your Spirit Stones in Bai Family might get taken too."

"On your anniversary, who will burn paper money for you."

"Damn it! The old monk from Galan Temple sat down, ready to chant for you!"

Please stop talking!

Han Yu felt a deep sorrow after hearing them, wanting to die again.

The babbling Artifact Spirit suddenly paused and exclaimed.

"Hey! There’s movement outside!"

What movement could there be?

They might really be burying me!

"They said your flesh body isn’t dead!"

...

"Indeed, not completely dead! It’s only 99% dead."

Elder Luo had been channeling spiritual power through Han Yu for a whole two-hour period.

He chose his words carefully, what does 99% dead mean?

The other elders directly pushed him aside and took his place, as Han Yu might not be dead, these old guys’ thoughts became active again.

One after another, they channeled spiritual power into various positions on Han Yu’s body, seven Great Elders occupied a single corpse.

Such an absurd event stemmed from an occurrence two-hour period ago.

The desperate choking of Bitter Lotus Sect Leader, as everyone else was still guessing, he couldn’t resist narrating yesterday’s events, convinced a guardian from Wu Ping Mansion to testify.

This thrilled Ling Wuce, as long as there’s movement, there’s a chance for revival.

Hence the reason why Elder Luo initiated a full two-hour period spiritual power probing.

Another two-hour period passed, seven old men each wearing an incredulous expression.

Perhaps they now understood what Elder Luo meant by 99% dead.

Han Yu’s internal organs were indeed almost destroyed, but there was still a faint life force pulsating, able to pulse every two-hour period.

"Such a weak life force isn’t much use, right?"

The Great Elder of Unparalleled Tower furrowed his brow.

After all, the flesh body was so ruined, this force was like a drop in the ocean; how long could it sustain?

"No, this force is perhaps not weak; it might actually be absurdly powerful."

The Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect said with a serious expression, from another angle, given the condition of the flesh body, to still maintain a bit of vitality, this force must be considerable.

...

Artifact Spirit hiding in the Sea of Consciousness repeated the outer conversation, its face suddenly brightened with excitement.

"We don’t have to worry about the first seven anymore!"

Can we stop bringing up the first seven? Han Yu is now irritated every time he hears it.

"So my flesh body is being sustained by a force."

Just looked dead, but was actually stubbornly secretly alive?

It’s certainly Ping’s doing, could only be Ping’s handiwork.

"But what was Ping trying to achieve by doing this?"

Not only could Han Yu not figure it out, the group outside also couldn’t understand why Han Yu would play such a deadly trick. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Time was constantly passing, a large group of Realm of Transcendence elders took turns monitoring the activity within Han Yu’s body.

Unexpectedly, the frequency of the life force within Han Yu’s body began to increase.

Originally only detectable once every two-hour period by the group, later sensed every half two-hour period, eventually appearing two to three times within each half two-hour period.

"He seems to be recovering!"

The old butler serving as the last observer wore an inexplicably strange expression at the moment.

The fragments within Han Yu’s internal organs were decomposing, a terrifying event, yet at the same time as decomposing, the life force was also nurturing the lungs and bowels.

He bravely guessed.