Chapter 8: Battle the Primordial Spirit! Break the Dharma Form with a Single Punch!

The voice rolled and echoed, spreading across a radius of several thousand miles.

Everyone in the entire Qingshan Sect was shocked; they looked toward Han Yu one after another, and upon sensing the Qi Refining Realm aura on him, they couldn't help but twitch their lips, looking at him as if he were a fool.

Is this guy sick?

A small fry in the Qi Refining Realm actually coming to provoke a major sect with a King Realm expert guarding it.

Was his brain squeezed by a door?

Many people looked at Han Yu with contempt, though some discovered something suspicious.

How could a small cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm have such a loud voice?

Or rather, why was the effect of the other party's "Echo Technique" so good?

The few cultivators who noticed this situation secretly thought it was a bad sign and immediately retreated behind the crowd, preparing to adopt the tactic of "as long as the green hills remain, there's no need to worry about firewood" if things looked bad.

However, a few stubborn Foundation Establishment cultivators sneered and flew toward Han Yu together.

"Hey, kid, who gave you the guts to provoke our Qingshan Sect?"

"Take off your mask, I told you to take off your mask!"

The few were extremely arrogant, directly summoning their Treasure Artifacts to kill this insolent fellow on the spot and display the majesty of disciples of a major sect.

The few Treasure Artifacts flew toward Han Yu, carrying peerless momentum, enough to behead any Qi Refining Realm cultivator.

But Han Yu just waved his hand casually, and the few Treasure Artifacts were grasped in his hand.

Then, his power erupted, and he threw them back along their original path with a sudden force.

Swish, swish, swish—

The few Treasure Artifacts were like mountains, smashing the bodies of those Foundation Establishment cultivators to pieces, turning them into a pile of meat paste that scattered from mid-air.

Han Yu performed the "Traction Technique," and with a thought, the few Treasure Artifacts and Storage Rings fell into his hands.

He looked slowly at those stunned Qingshan Sect disciples, his voice as calm as water, and said slowly.

"I don't want to say the same thing twice."

"By the way, before you leave, remember to leave your Storage Rings behind, otherwise you will die all the same!"

All the Qingshan Sect disciples felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar; those closer to Han Yu didn't even dare to move.

Swish, swish, swish, swish—

Several figures turned into streams of light and flew out from all over the Qingshan Sect.

"Audacious brat, daring to kill my Qingshan Sect disciples, you are courting death!"

Seeing those figures, all the Qingshan Sect disciples felt a surge of joy in their hearts.

These were the various deacons of the Qingshan Sect, possessing the cultivation of the Core Condensation Realm!

In the territory of Qingzhou, Core Condensation Realm cultivators can be called the backbone of major forces; they are respected by thousands wherever they go and possess no low status.

The flying sword in the hand of one of the Core Condensation Realm deacons was suddenly thrown out, turning into a golden light, expanding to ten zhang in size, like a small mountain peak, and slashed fiercely toward Han Yu.

Seeing this, the crowd of Qingshan Sect disciples all exclaimed incessantly.

"Is this the Giant Sword Technique of the Core Condensation Realm? It is truly terrifying!"

"With this sword slash, that person will definitely be smashed into meat paste!"

Clang—

The golden giant sword landed on top of Han Yu's head, and the latter just stretched out his palm and slapped it casually.

The sound of metal clashing echoed, and the golden giant sword flew back, smashing straight into that deacon.

The latter's face was filled with horror, and at the critical moment, he repeatedly performed several protective Spirit techniques.

"Golden Light Shield!"

"Golden Body Technique!"

But the power of the giant sword flying back far exceeded the power when it was first thrown out.

Landing on this Qingshan Sect deacon, the latter's protective Spirit techniques shattered in an instant.

What followed was his physical body, which was no different from the previous Foundation Establishment disciples, also shattering into a mass of meat paste.

The onlookers were all stunned, looking at Han Yu's figure as if looking at a demon.

The remaining few Qingshan Sect deacons also had their breathing hitch, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and they all secretly transmitted their voices.

"Such strong physical power; to what realm has this child's Body Refining Great Dao reached!"

"This child cannot be blocked head-on; we can only wait for the various mountain masters to come to our aid!"

The gazes the few directed at Han Yu were filled with fear.

The latter, however, smiled slightly, his voice gentle as he said.

"Everyone, rest assured, I do not like killing; if you do as I say, your lives will not be in danger."

Hearing this, the few finally breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to Han Yu one after another, and reluctantly threw out their Storage Rings.

"Many thanks to the senior for not killing us!"

As soon as the words fell, several more figures sped out from the depths of the Qingshan Sect, each of them possessing an extraordinary aura.

Primordial Spirit Realm experts!

Experts of this realm are undisputed masters in the territory of Qingzhou.

Each one can become an honored guest of major forces; even a force like the Great Yan Dynasty, which has an Emperor-level expert guarding it, would treat Primordial Spirit Realm experts with great respect.

Every Primordial Spirit Realm expert can fight ten thousand alone, equal to an entire legion!

These Primordial Spirit Realm experts of the Qingshan Sect were all mountain masters, and everyone possessed their own unique skills.

One of the mountain masters, who looked like a burly man, stared fiercely at Han Yu, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"So you are a Body Cultivator? Hehe, is this the reliance you have for coming to my Qingshan Sect to be arrogant?"

"Interesting, this seat would like to see how much ability you, a brat practicing a declining Great Dao, actually have!"

Boom, boom, boom—

As the burly man spoke, Lingling erupted from within his body, and a Primordial Spirit manifestation slowly rose behind him.

This was the strongest method of the Primordial Spirit realm!

This Primordial Spirit manifestation exuded a dense earth-attribute aura; it was a humanoid creature piled together from mountain rocks, with eyes like carriage wheels, standing dozens of zhang tall, looking impressively formidable.

"Kid, remember in your next life, keep a low profile when doing things!"

The burly man sneered, controlled the Primordial Spirit manifestation, and suddenly blasted it toward Han Yu.

The latter also spoke indifferently.

"I return those same words to you!"

Boom—

Han Yu threw a punch, his internal blood and Qi surging like a dragon, kicking up rolling waves of air as he collided directly with the rock giant.

Crack, crack—

The mountain rocks formed by countless Lingling shattered, turning into energy debris filling the sky.

One punch, breaking the manifestation!

Everyone's breathing stalled, and the burly man was filled with horror.

"No! How is this possible!"

Before his voice had even faded, he suffered a backlash and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The next moment, a figure arrived before him and grabbed him by the neck.

"No, Senior, don't kill me! I was wrong, I shouldn't have offended you!"

The burly man's face no longer held a shred of his previous confidence, replaced only by endless terror.

"You only know that you are about to die."

Han Yu's voice was flat; just as he was about to snap the man's neck, an angry shout came from the Qingshan Sect.

"Stop!"

Everyone looked toward the sound and saw an old man in green robes stepping through the air, not riding any artifacts or casting any Spirit arts.

Walking on air, a King realm expert!

Before the old man in green robes had even arrived, everyone felt a powerful aura pressing down upon them.

Even those few Primordial Spirit realm experts felt their breathing slow, their eyes full of awe.

The mountain lord, whose neck was being gripped by Han Yu, showed joy on his face and immediately shouted out.

"Sect Master, save me!"

Yet Han Yu acted as if he hadn't heard, his palm exerting a slight force.

Crack—

The man's neck snapped in response; Han Yu took the Storage Ring with practiced ease and tossed him down like trash.

Those who wish to kill others will always be killed themselves.

Han Yu did not enjoy killing, but he did not shy away from it either.

Only by using killing to stop killing could one obtain a moment of peace.

"Preposterous!"

The old man in green robes was filled with fury, his gaze toward Han Yu overflowing with killing intent, yet the latter remained completely calm and said softly.

"Are you also here to seek death?"

Once these words were spoken, the entire scene fell silent.

Even the old man in green robes paused slightly, not expecting this fellow to be so arrogant, remaining so composed even when encountering a King realm expert like him.

Could it be that his Body Refining realm had already reached the Body Shedding Mortality realm?

The old man in green robes pondered, feeling that the possibility was too low.

As a King realm expert, he knew very well the difficulty of the Body Refining Great Dao; there were nine hundred and ninety-nine layers of Heaven as barriers before Body Shedding Mortality.

In this era, an existence capable of reaching such a level could absolutely not appear in a place like Qingzhou!

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