Chapter 187: Transaction

Hearing this voice, Saint Qingmu trembled all over, remembering the terrifying experience of being hunted down not long ago.

"Sure enough, it really is that guy. Damn God-Slayer, how did he run to the Grotto-Heaven Dongtian Fudi!"

Saint Qingmu felt very uncomfortable in his heart. The thing he was most worried about had happened after all.

Originally, in the process of refining the believers of one Grotto-Heaven Dongtian Fudi after another, he had thought about this matter, thinking about what he should do if he encountered the God-Slayer.

But he felt that the possibility was not very high. The Grotto-Heaven Dongtian Fudi was the territory of the gods. Even if the God-Slayer was bold, he shouldn't risk entering it.

Even if the God-Slayer wanted to enter the Grotto-Heaven Dongtian Fudi, the major Emperor Clans should not cooperate with them. If the God-Slayer forcibly broke into the Grotto-Heaven Dongtian Fudi, it would definitely cause turmoil in this space, and he would definitely discover it the first time he entered this place.

When Saint Qingmu entered the Chiyan Dongtian-Heaven, he had already investigated. The spatial entrance of this Grotto-Heaven Dongtian Fudi was very stable and showed no signs of being forcibly broken into.

Therefore, he entered this place boldly and started refining without a word.

Who could have thought that the God-Slayer had long been inside, and looking at his appearance, this Chiyan Emperor Clan clearly hadn't resisted and had let him in directly.

"A group of spineless ants, truly unworthy of being believers of the gods."

Saint Qingmu cursed in his heart.

Facing Han Yu's pursuit, he didn't dare to stay for any moment and only wanted to escape.

Saint Qingmu's speed was very fast, and his escape means were also very many. He withstood Han Yu's countless attacks without making any counterattack, and even used the force of Han Yu's attacks to fly away, finally arriving at the teleportation array at the last moment.

Saint Qingmu originally wanted to teleport directly back to the God-Worshiping Hall, but suddenly discovered that this array had been secretly damaged at some point, and the spatial channel could not be opened at all.

"Damn it, how could this be? It was intact when I came, how is there a problem now?"

"No, this is the good work of that God-Slayer. This guy had already moved his hands and feet in secret and never intended to let me go from the beginning!"

Saint Qingmu understood everything in an instant. His guess was indeed correct. Han Yu's Divine Sense had long covered this space and discovered Saint Qingmu faster than the cultivators of the Chiyan Emperor Clan. He didn't act to alert the enemy at first.

Instead, he waited until Saint Qingmu set up the God Sacrifice Array before destroying the teleportation array leading to the God-Worshiping Hall, which was to cut off this guy's only retreat.

Seeing his retreat cut off, Saint Qingmu was both angry and fearful. He immediately transmitted his voice to Han Yu.

"Fellow Daoist Han Yu, please raise your hand high and let me go this time. I am willing to exchange it for a secret, a great secret concerning your life and death!"

"No need. After killing you, I can perform soul-searching on all the secrets you know."

Han Yu's current Divine Sense was very powerful, and he had also learned a lot of knowledge about soul-searching from the origin of the Emperor Realm divine envoys. In this regard, he could now be said to be very proficient.

Even if the object of soul-searching was a Saint Realm expert, he could guarantee to extract the most information at the fastest speed.

Hearing that Han Yu wanted to search his soul, Saint Qingmu was incomparably fearful in his heart. He thought about it and immediately threatened.

"If you force me too hard, I will definitely destroy my soul, leaving you with nothing to search!"

Soul destruction was something that, generally speaking, even in the face of a desperate situation of death, no cultivator would do.

Because even if a cultivator died and the soul turned to ashes, it did not completely disappear from the world. As the saying goes, people die and become ghosts, ghosts die and become zhen, zhen die and become xi, xi die and become yi, yi die and become wei.

Ordinary soul bodies could only be counted as ghosts, which was also a kind of life form. In the Mortal Spirit Realm, there was no lack of ghost cultivators who abandoned their physical bodies to specialize in soul bodies.

After ghost cultivators were killed, they would also change into another form of life, which was a true spirit. If Han Yu extracted Saint Qingmu's soul now and destroyed his soul body, he would become a true spirit.

Reaching this level, it would be very difficult for Han Yu to kill Saint Qingmu's true spirit again.

And Saint Qingmu, who had become a true spirit, was still not completely extinct. As long as the inheritance he left behind still existed in the world, someone remembered him, and his bloodline continued, one day, he might be reincarnated and reborn.

Just like Ji Yanling's reincarnation and rebirth, this was the principle. She also spent who knows how many tens of thousands of years before she was reborn.

This world did not have the Underworld and the Six Paths of Reincarnation that Han Yu had heard of in his past life, but there was reincarnation in the world, and this was one of them.

Now Saint Qingmu wanted to destroy his soul. After his soul body turned to ashes, he would not become a true spirit, but a weaker remnant soul and ghost.

Saint Qingmu, who existed in this way, would need a longer time to be reincarnated, and even after reincarnation, whether it was himself or not was a big question.

Like Ji Yanling, who might be able to gradually recover the memories of her past life after reincarnation and rebirth, but like Saint Qingmu, who destroyed his soul, wanting to recover his current memories was almost impossible.

Hearing his threat, Han Yu smiled immediately.

"Alright, destroy your soul then, if you dare to do so."

Han Yu did not believe Saint Qingmu's words. Would a guy who was even afraid of death be afraid of self-destruction?

Soul destruction was a more terrifying thing than death. After the physical body and soul died, they still existed in the world, just in another way, but if he really destroyed his soul, it would be almost a complete disappearance.

Saint Qingmu heard Han Yu's words and immediately opened his mouth with hatred.

"Anyway, if I am killed by you and soul-searched, I will also be completely destroyed under the influence of the gods' power. They had long ago placed deeper restrictions on us after learning that those few Saints had rebelled. Now I have no choice!"

Saint Qingmu said with a trembling voice. Hearing him say this, Han Yu actually believed his threat a little.

Before entering the Chiyan Dongtian-Heaven, Han Yu had communicated with the two Saints who had defected to him. They said that they had sensed their life souls being destroyed by the gods, and the backlash power had already struck.

But for some reason, they actually resisted the backlash, just temporarily unable to use their own power and needing a certain amount of time to recover.

At that moment, the few saints were extremely grateful that they had been able to defect to Han Yu's command; the thing they feared most was being completely wiped out by the gods.

As a result, they didn't expect that the other party's means would fail in front of Han Yu.

Saint Tianji finally knew why he had calculated repeatedly, and the result was that only by following Han Yu would there be a glimmer of life.

If he didn't rebel, he would probably end up like Saint Qingmu and the others, only to be hit with deeper restrictions, and death would mean complete extinction.

Han Yu thought about it. The value of killing Saint Qingmu now was not great. Since that was the case, he would spare his life, but he certainly couldn't let this guy go. He was determined to do an experiment.

"How about this, I can grant you a way to live. Tell me everything you know and do me a favor."

Saint Qingmu didn't expect Han Yu's attitude to change so quickly. Just now he wanted to kill him, and now he wanted to give him a way to live.

He didn't know the situation of the few Saints who had defected to Han Yu, so he didn't believe Han Yu's words that he would give him a way to live.

"My life and death need not trouble Fellow Daoist Han. You just need to let me go."

"Oh? Are you sure? If I let you go back, can you live?"

Han Yu showed a playful smile.

"If I'm not mistaken, the living beings of this entire Grotto-Heaven Dongtian Fudi have basically changed their faith, and those gods must have already sensed it. And you escaped from my hands intact. Do you think they will trust you?"

Han Yu's words made Saint Qingmu feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar. He had just been thinking about how to escape Han Yu's clutches and almost forgot about this matter.

If he returned to the God-Worshiping Hall, the gods would definitely not trust him again. He seemed to have nowhere to escape now.

Thinking of this, his heart was ashen, but Han Yu said.

"You said that those gods placed deeper restrictions on you, and once you rebel, the outcome might be no different from soul destruction. Even if I can't save your life, I can definitely guarantee that you can obtain the opportunity for reincarnation and rebirth."

Han Yu continued, and Saint Qingmu was stunned for a moment.

"Don't you wonder why those gods suddenly increased their control over you? I might as well tell you, Saint Tianji and the others are still alive and well, and will soon be able to recover their state. They only suffered a little backlash."

"What? How is that possible!"

Saint Qingmu heard Han Yu's words, his eyes full of disbelief.

He remembered that after he and the others returned to the God-Worshiping Hall to report the news, they had seen with their own eyes several divine statues personally crushing the life souls of those few Saints. They had thought that Saint Tianji and the others were already dead, but they didn't expect them to be alive and well.

To tell the truth, he didn't quite believe it, but he seemed to have nowhere to go now and could only believe Han Yu.

"Alright, I will believe you once!"

Saint Qingmu told Han Yu everything about the gods ordering them to refine incense beads and preparing to summon otherworld Divine Guards to descend, and also told Han Yu about which Grotto-Heaven Blessed Lands those Saints would prioritize.

After listening to Saint Qingmu's account, a cold light surged in Han Yu's eyes, because the Bingpo Dongtian-Heaven was also within their refining range.

He couldn't find the entrance to the Bingpo Dongtian-Heaven, but there was a teleportation array leading to the Bingpo Dongtian-Heaven on the God-Worshiping Hall side. This kind of teleportation array was to mark a certain space. Even if the Bingpo Dongtian-Heaven could destroy the teleportation array left there, it could not prevent someone from teleporting in from the God-Worshiping Hall.

"Cannot let them enter the Bingpo Dongtian-Heaven!"

Han Yu thought about it and said directly to Saint Qingmu: "Help me enter the God-Worshiping Hall, and I will give you a way to live!"

Hearing Han Yu's words, Saint Qingmu was shocked inside, secretly sighing at the bravery of this God-Slayer.

He actually dared to enter the God-Worshiping Hall directly. He really wasn't afraid of death!

The gods were worried that the God-Slayer wouldn't enter the God-Worshiping Hall, so they spent power to summon otherworld Divine Guards. If Han Yu entered the God-Worshiping Hall, they wouldn't need to waste this effort at all! ===== CHAPTER 188 =====