Chapter 176: Independent space

"Quick, control the Space-Splitting Blade together, cut off the spatial connection temporarily established by this guy!"

Several Saints didn't dare to delay, reacted for the first time, controlled the Space-Splitting Blade together, and slashed towards Han Yu's side.

Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish—

One dimensional blade Qi after another was slashed out, cutting off the spatial channel connected to the Mortal Spirit Realm spatial barrier.

Several Saints just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they temporarily prevented Han Yu from returning.

It's a pity that Han Yu had already anticipated this situation, so the spatial power he controlled formed more than one spatial channel.

Those spatial powers like spider silk flew from the void and stuck to the spatial barrier of the Mortal Spirit Realm, hanging the crumbling space fragment. Seeing this scene, the four Saints knew that they could no longer prevent Han Yu from returning.

Even if they insisted on controlling the Space-Splitting Blade to cut off those spider-silk-like spatial channels, Han Yu could escape from that space fragment in a very short time. At most, the space fragment would fall into the void completely.

Thinking of this, these few Saints immediately took back the Space-Splitting Blade and performed the spatial escape technique, fleeing towards the distant sky.

Without their obstruction, Han Yu turned into a stream of light and returned to the Mortal Spirit Realm.

Feeling the spatial fluctuations left by several Saints, he narrowed his eyes and didn't continue to chase, but controlled those spider-silk-like spatial powers, pulling the cut-off space fragment back from the void.

Liu Ruyan was still inside, so he didn't need to put her in danger for a group of stray dogs.

He controlled one spatial power after another, actually hard pulling the fragment world back, sticking to the Mortal Spirit Realm again.

It's just that because of the Space-Splitting Blade, the gap in the Mortal Spirit Realm spatial barrier couldn't be completely stuck to the fragment world at all, but like a broken magnet, there was already a repulsive force at the wound.

Moreover, the Mortal Spirit Realm space had a very strong self-healing ability. Ever since several Saints cut a piece of the Mortal Spirit Realm space out, the wound was constantly recovering. It only needed a certain amount of time for this space to recover as before.

In short, that fragment world could no longer merge into the Mortal Spirit Realm world.

"Since that's the case, then build this fragment world into an independent space!"

Han Yu thought in his heart. With his current strength, wanting to open up an independent space was naturally not a matter of one day or two.

But with his degree of control over spatial power, sticking this fragment world to the spatial barrier of the Mortal Spirit Realm and making it depend on the Mortal Spirit Realm space without collapsing was not a problem.

He first operated spatial power to build a stable channel between the fragment world and the Mortal Spirit Realm world. With this channel, the fragment world was like a kite with a string pulling it, and it would no longer fall into the void.

Then he blocked the space at the edge of the fragment world to stop its collapse progress. If he didn't do this, the fragment world would accelerate its collapse if it suffered some spatial waves in the void.

This fragment world didn't have the support of various complete rules of the Mortal Spirit Realm world. If it wanted to stand in the void, it could only depend on the Mortal Spirit Realm.

After doing all this, Han Yu picked up Liu Ruyan from it, and Saint Tianjizi and Saint Fengling also came to him.

Saint Fengling handed Saint Vajra's origin to Han Yu. This guy had been fighting with Saint Vajra, and relying on the advantage of the sneak attack at the beginning, he finally killed the other party.

With this certificate of surrender, Saint Fengling felt a little relieved, thinking that Han Yu should believe him.

But at the same time, a sense of unease emerged again.

Now he was an enemy of all gods and could step into the abyss of death at any time.

"That God... cough cough, Lord, how should we deal with it next? If those guys escape back to the God-Worshiping Hall, we can't intervene. After all, we have already betrayed the gods now. Once we arrive at the God-Worshiping Hall, we will be suppressed in an instant."

Saint Fengling asked.

Han Yu looked at the two of them and asked somewhat puzzled.

"Are those gods so trusting of you that they didn't collect your life souls or sign some contracts?"

This was also Han Yu's biggest doubt. From the time Saint Tianjizi said he wanted to defect from the god camp, he had this question.

Even he himself, when accepting subordinates, would collect their life souls to prevent them from rebelling.

Why didn't those gods use it?

Speaking of this, Saint Tianjizi also revealed a bitter smile.

"This old man is also very puzzled. Our life souls are naturally in the god statues of the God-Worshiping Hall. As long as the gods crush the life souls, we will suffer backlash. However, with our strength, we can hold on for a period of time without dying from backlash."

"But we cultivate the path of the gods, and the god positions we worship in our dantian are also theirs. Even if we don't die from backlash, as long as they want to kill us, we have no hope of survival."

"But the strange thing is that I performed divination countless times. No matter what, only defecting to you is the only glimmer of hope."

Hearing Saint Tianjizi's words, Han Yu narrowed his eyes.

"Is that so? But to be honest, I don't know how to solve this problem either."

That life soul backlash is a mysterious rule power, just like lifespan, it is a kind of fate.

Han Yu is strong now, but he can't change his lifespan, and even if he broke countless shackles in every realm, his lifespan was only a bit more than cultivators of the same realm.

You must know that his combat power is more than a thousand times that of cultivators of the same realm.

Han Yu was not surprised by this, because he knew clearly that even those Immortal Gods couldn't escape the teasing of fate.

Even that supreme powerhouse, the Chaos Ancient God, who had fallen for unknown how many tens of thousands of years, and whose wisp of

Even the Primordial Chaos Gods who fell countless tens of thousands of years ago—those supreme powerhouses whose mere lingering thoughts could make a Painting Dao Saint appear as insignificant as an ant—also perished within the endless passage of time.

Therefore, Han Yu truly did not know how to terminate the potential Life Soul backlash that the two Saints might encounter.

"I cannot stop your Life Soul backlash, but changing your Dao paths to spare you from being controlled by the gods is not difficult for me."

This time, Han Yu had harvested the origins of over a hundred Emperor Realm cultivators, deriving various cultivation paths, among which were the very paths those two Saints practiced.

It was just that the two were at the Saint Realm, while the cultivators Han Yu referenced were only at the Emperor Realm; perhaps his understanding of these cultivation paths was not as deep as theirs, or perhaps their cultivation would drop after changing their ways.

But at this moment, the two could no longer concern themselves with such things.

Han Yu immediately helped the two Saints change their Dao paths; this was his first time changing the Dao path for Saint Realm powerhouses, and the difficulty was by no means small.

As his Heaven-Human Great Dao power surged into their dantian worlds, the divine statues enshrined within their dantian spaces also let out roars, perhaps because Saint Realm divine envoys were more deeply influenced by the gods.

This time, the divine might far exceeded the previous instance, and even Han Yu felt a trace of shock.

"Just a divine statue in a dantian space has such divine might; it seems those gods are truly not to be underestimated!"