Chapter 531: Chapter 474: Grandpa, I’m Leaving First

When the old Taoist brought the eight people to encircle them, the doctor clearly couldn’t smile anymore.

Since they knew who they were here to besiege, they naturally prepared ways to counter his methods and abilities.

The pedlar lost his puppet and his abilities were greatly restricted, except for the doctor’s puppet control ability, which was feared.

So the method the old Taoist could use was to lure those puppets away and then use the power of the nine people together with an Illusion Array to disrupt the connection between the puppets and the doctor.

It seemed to work well; the nine of them working together directly cut off the doctor’s greatest support.

The pedlar’s face turned ashen; he couldn’t understand why he had such bad luck recently. Ever since the island was destroyed, he had been chased around. Being chased was one thing, but how did he end up so unluckily bumping into this group of people?

Clearly, they both came to capture Han Yu, but it turned into a siege by the Celestial Dao Sect against the two of them instead.

"Attack!"

The old Taoist waved a hand gracefully, and a river of stars fell violently, like falling stars, revealing a terrifying Sword Intent when it approached.

Each starlike brilliance was a Sword Intent, densely packed, sealing off all the retreat paths of the two.

The remaining eight people jointly activated their spells, drawing forth a river of stars to wash over them.

With the two of them as the boundary, a blank area was forcibly blown out of the sea domain, with constant rumbling, the pedlar and the doctor were directly engulfed by the surging waves.

When the two flew out of the sea again, there was hardly a word to describe their misery. The pedlar’s clothes were reduced to shreds, with several parts of his body collapsing, clearly taking a severe beating.

The doctor had half his face deformed, and his plain robe was shredded into strips, similarly in an extremely sorry state.

"Bastards!"

He had never suffered such a big loss before; these bastards were so shameless, actually playing dirty tricks.

Without his puppets, his ability was like losing six-tenths of his strength; based solely on his own strength, how could he fight against nine of them? 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

The pedlar was the same; with his puppet intact, even several Divine Platform Realm cultivators might not handle him, but without the puppets, several Divine Platform Realm cultivators could make him cry out in despair.

"Hurry up and think of a way!"

The pedlar suppressed the frantically scattering Spiritual Power; he now had no methods at all and could only place his hopes on the doctor.

The doctor himself was helpless; even if he had methods, they would be useless. Thirty giant whales were still wandering five miles away, and the other puppets were some distance from here; the opponent wouldn’t give them this time.

Suddenly, his gaze shifted, and he glanced at the pedlar, a strange expression flashing in his eyes.

"Hold out for twenty breaths of time for me; I have one last trick left."

The pedlar’s face turned iron blue, twenty breaths! Easy for him to say; just now, they barely survived by squandering the remaining dolls, and now with nothing in hand, how to hold out?

"Just twenty breaths, if you don’t want to, then we can only die together."

The doctor kept urging, and the pedlar hesitated, undecided.

Seeing the opponent’s moves about to come again, the doctor was anxious, shouting repeatedly, "Fifteen breaths, no less, fifteen breaths will suffice."

Looking at the opponent’s earnest appearance, the pedlar finally decided to take a gamble. He propelled his Spiritual Power to the limit, and all the sunken areas were restored.

Ghost Shadow Kill!

The Ghost Series Cultivation Technique was his original Cultivation Technique; forcing him to use it showed that he was truly at the end of his rope.

Eight Ghost Shadows flew out with a strange and inexplicable speed, bypassing the old Taoist and flying towards the remaining eight people, one after another with eight resounding shocks, leaving neither side with any advantage.

Or rather, the pedlar didn’t gain any advantage because once the Ghost Shadows were gone, he effectively walked into the trap, surrounded by the eight people.

But he didn’t panic, silently counting the time in his heart; those fifteen breaths seemed endless at this moment. The eight opponents had already launched a counterattack first, and within just a few moves, the pedlar was beaten so badly that he cried out.

Why wasn’t it done yet?

The doctor was too slow...

He suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of panic, until...

"Grandpa, I’m leaving first; grandson won’t take advantage of you for nothing."

The doctor’s position was already empty, only a voice coming from afar was heard; he was indeed particular and wouldn’t take the pedlar’s advantage for nothing.

The pedlar turned pale at hearing this; how could he not understand the other’s meaning.

Just now, the doctor swore that leaving him behind would make him a grandson!

"Bastard!"

The pedlar’s teeth almost shattered; how could he trust that trickster!

Seeing himself already trapped with no chance to escape, he forced an ugly smile, "Do you want a captive?"

The old Taoist stepped out from the nine and looked at him with a smile, asked rhetorically.

"If we ask you where Yama Hall is, will you say it?"

This really stumped the pedlar. Hearing this, he was stunned, his expression turning extremely ugly.

This lethal question, he couldn’t answer; if he did, he’d die; if he didn’t, he’d die all the same.

The old Taoist naturally watched the pedlar’s expression intently, leisurely saying, "If you speak, you can keep your life."

The pedlar naturally didn’t want to die, but some things, once said, were worse than death.

"Then your value is comparable to that of a Split Soul."

The old Taoist shook his head; a Split Soul, no matter how much it was tortured, wouldn’t dare reveal this. If the pedlar was the same, what use was he?

"You can’t kill me!"

The pedlar visibly panicked, having gone through untold hardships to reach such cultivation; once a person is dead, it’s like a blown-out lamp; all will turn to nothing.

"Do it."

The old Taoist gestured, and the eight people joined him to strike.

Just as the pedlar said before, who among his group didn’t have a few lives of the Celestial Dao Sect on their hands!

Now, naturally, the Celestial Dao Sect dared to recover from the Yama Hall.

"You can’t kill me..."

...

Stealer of Souls, after falling into the sea, dared not surface again, only daring to flee under the water. The noises overhead were terrifying, and even after fleeing ten miles, he could still sense the distant commotion.

After another ten miles, until the sounds became faint, did he dare to leap out and burst through the surface of the water, flying rapidly northwest.

Recently, everything was too strange. Although the tension in the Endless Sea Domain had always existed, such frequent battles were unusual; these past days, all he could do was run for his life.

A Split Soul fell, and the pedlar too, in some sense; the island was destroyed and their old stock burned away.

In that battle, he fled at the first sign of things going south; as far as he was concerned, the pedlar and the doctor were bound to fall, at least one of them.

He’s a little nobody, except for his ranking not being at the bottom; he didn’t attract more attention from the Celestial Dao Sect than a Split Soul!

Why stay and die together?

Stealer of Souls had decided to escape early and find a new hiding place; this area was no longer safe, especially after successive battles, the Celestial Dao Sect would definitely be watching here.

"Better head northwest and lie low."

As for the pedlar and the doctor, he had no intention of caring about their survival and couldn’t even if he wanted to.

He wasn’t stupid; yesterday they could sacrifice the Split Soul, and today if he hesitated even a little, he might end up like the Split Soul, left to be cannon fodder.

"Better they fall, debts die with them."

Stealer of Souls thought about the debt he owed to the pedlar, which could never be repaid. The island’s destruction was partly his fault, and if he sincerely calculated, stripping off his skin wouldn’t suffice to repay it.

So if the pedlar truly fell there... well, it didn’t seem something to mourn over. Instead, he felt a bit hopeful...