Chapter 2234: True Immortals Descend Using Power to Bully the Weak

"I see that you two fellow Daoists are at such an impasse," the silver-haired old man said cautiously after a moment's thought. "Why not both make some adjustments? Fellow Daoist Du can take Fellow Daoist Han's disciples back to Sacred Island, but Fellow Daoist Han might as well go along to Sacred Island. If you truly find anything amiss when you get there, you can raise objections in a timely manner. I believe, given Fellow Daoist Han's reputation, the elders of Sacred Island would not completely disregard you."

"Very well," Du Yu said, agreeing without hesitation after his eyes flickered twice. "If Fellow Daoist Han is not at ease, he can indeed accompany us to Sacred Island."

"There's no need for such trouble," Han Li said with a cold laugh, his eyes slightly narrowed. "Since Fellow Daoist Gu has spoken, I cannot completely disregard his request. How about this: if just one of the three envoys can withstand a single attack from me and remain unharmed, I will allow my disciples to go with them on this trip. If you cannot, hehe..."

"What? Withstand an attack? Fellow Daoist Han, you truly dare to utter such words!" Even Du Yu, despite his usually profound nature, couldn't help but turn ashen upon hearing this.

The ugly woman and the yellow-haired man likewise became enraged.

"What, do the three of you not believe my words? Do you want me, Han, to swear an oath of inner demons?" Han Li retorted, his expression unchanged.

"There's no need for that," Du Yu snorted. Once his anger had somewhat subsided, his mind quickly raced, trying to discern the true meaning behind Han Li's words. "Given Fellow Daoist Han's status, it's inconceivable that he would deny it later."

He didn't believe that Han Li was merely looking for an excuse to back down. Naturally, he also couldn't believe that the three of them combined couldn't even withstand a single attack from the other party.

The Integration-stage elders from Heavenly Abyss City, who were nearby, couldn't help but exchange glances upon hearing this.

Although they all knew that Han Li possessed astonishing divine abilities and could almost be considered the foremost Integration-stage cultivator below the Grand Ascension stage, to say that Du Yu and the others couldn't even withstand a single attack from Han Li was something they found equally hard to believe.

Elder Gu and Zen Master Jinyue exchanged glances. Elder Gu immediately cleared his throat, about to speak again.

But just then, Fairy Silverlight, who was seated nearby, suddenly transmitted a message with a slight movement of her lips.

Upon hearing this, Elder Gu's expression subtly shifted, and his gaze swept towards Yin Yue, who was beside Han Li. The words that were on the tip of his tongue were instantly swallowed back.

At this point, Du Yu stared at Han Li with a somber gaze for a long moment, then took a deep breath and slowly spoke.

After realizing that the elders of Heavenly Abyss City genuinely intended to remain absolutely neutral and would no longer interfere in the matters between himself and Han Li, Du Yu finally made a decision after careful consideration.

Although he harbored some suspicion as to why Han Li was so arrogant, he was far more confident in his own strength.

With his perfected Confucian Sacred Art and the several supreme treasures he carried, he might even be able to withstand one or two moves from a Grand Ascension stage cultivator. How could he possibly fail to withstand a single attack from a cultivator of the same stage?

The yellow-haired cultivator and the ugly woman beside him were clearly also very confident in Du Yu's strength. Hearing that he would act on their behalf, they showed no objection. They merely stared at Han Li with an even more unfriendly gaze.

As envoys of Sacred Island, they had always been treated with extraordinary reverence wherever they went, regardless of how powerful the individuals they encountered were. Even when they occasionally met eccentric Integration-stage cultivators, those cultivators would at most appear a bit cold on the surface, but certainly never treated them as impolitely as Han Li had.

Seeing Du Yu agree to his condition, Han Li's lips twitched slightly before he burst into hearty laughter:

"Good, Fellow Daoist Du is indeed a straightforward person. Then I, Han, shall await you in the arena hall on the floor below."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Li stood up, took a large stride, and the space before him rippled. He instantly vanished into the void, leaving only his laughter reverberating through the hall.

When Du Yu saw Han Li directly tearing space and departing with such effortless grace, his expression tightened slightly, and a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

He knew he could also tear open space and teleport away when exerting his full divine abilities, but he couldn't do it with the same casual ease as Han Li.

This couldn't help but increase his vigilance by another degree. However, it wasn't beyond what he could tolerate, and he merely snorted inwardly.

But at this moment, Daoist Crab also stood up without a word, flicking his sleeves towards Yin Yue and Zhu Guo'er, who were nearby. Two streaks of silver light unfurled, instantly enveloping both of them.

With a simultaneous crack of thunder from their bodies, the three mysteriously vanished amidst swirling silver electrical arcs.

Clearly, Daoist Crab and the others had also followed Han Li to the arena hall.

Seeing this, Du Yu's heart tightened once more. He suddenly turned his head and asked the silver-haired old man:

"Fellow Daoist Gu, who was that fellow Daoist just now? His divine abilities also appear to be extraordinary."

Previously, their attention had been entirely drawn to Han Li. Furthermore, Daoist Crab, being a puppet, had deliberately suppressed and lowered his aura, making himself unremarkable, which was why he had not attracted their notice until now.

"This fellow Daoist's face is quite unfamiliar; it's also the first time this old man has seen him," Elder Gu said, equally astonished by the situation. However, after exchanging glances with Zen Master Jinyue and the others, he shook his head.

"No matter who he is, we'll find out soon enough. And regardless of his divine abilities, only Fellow Daoist Han will be making a move shortly. Brother Gu, let us also go," Du Yu said, his expression returning to normal after a period of changing moods.

Although the silver-haired old man was greatly astonished by Daoist Crab's earlier display, he had long held the philosophy that it was better to avoid trouble than to invite it. Therefore, upon hearing Du Yu's words, he immediately nodded with a smile, acknowledging them.

Consequently, they all likewise cast their spells, tearing through space one after another and teleporting away.

After the time it takes to steep a cup of tea, a massive light barrier, several hundred zhang wide and covering nearly half the hall, was abruptly activated within a colossal hall.

High in the air within the light barrier, Han Li and Du Yu faced each other from a distance.

At this moment, Du Yu's expression had become somewhat grave.

Han Li, however, appeared serene, merely floating in the air with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the opposite side.

"I'd like to confirm one last thing," Du Yu suddenly said in a deep voice. "If I, Du, can withstand one of your moves unharmed, will Fellow Daoist no longer prevent us from taking your disciples?"

"Precisely," Han Li replied unceremoniously with a faint smile. "As long as you withstand one of my attacks unharmed, I will not have the slightest objection, even if you take all my disciples to Sacred Island. However, if you cannot even withstand a single attack from me, then the three of you should return to where you came from."

"Then, Fellow Daoist, make your move," Du Yu uttered, each word heavy with his grim expression.

Han Li smiled upon hearing this. After uttering a single "Good," he remained motionless, yet behind him, a golden light suddenly flashed, and a hazy golden dharma idol with three heads and six arms emerged.

"Grow!" Han Li uttered a low roar. With a soft whoosh, a hurricane surged skyward from the dharma idol's body.

Meanwhile, the golden dharma idol simultaneously formed hand seals with all six of its hands. With a clap of thunder, countless golden electric arcs surged around its entire body, and at the same time, its size rapidly expanded against the wind.

In an instant, it transformed into a colossal entity seventy to eighty zhang tall.

The eyes of the dharma idol's three heads simultaneously opened. One arm moved, and a gigantic hand, the size of a house, slowly reached out towards the void opposite. The colossal hand appeared extraordinarily slow, but as soon as it extended, a terrifying aura, as if capable of crushing the entire void, immediately pressed down.

Du Yu, who had been standing quietly opposite, felt his expression change drastically the moment his spiritual sense touched this terrifying aura. Without a word, he slapped the back of his head with one palm, then opened his mouth and spat out an object enveloped in white light. It was a jade book, several inches in size.

With another flick of his other sleeve, a milky white mist billowed out. Upon solidifying, it transformed into an inkstone as white as jade. Hazy silver light shimmered within it, as if filled with an unknown, pale silver liquid.

As soon as these two objects flew out, they immediately circled and danced above the white-robed youth's head. One radiated a five-colored halo, while the other vaguely surged with countless gold and silver runes emanating from both.

Of the two objects, one was an extraordinary Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure, while the other was an even rarer supreme treasure, refined from a fragment of the Profound Heaven.

From a distance, Han Li's face showed a fleeting hint of surprise upon seeing these two treasures, but he immediately let out a cold snort.

The golden giant palm, which was slowly pressing down, trembled slightly. From its very skin, streaks of silver spirit patterns emerged, instantly transforming into more than a dozen silver rune formations of varying sizes on the surface of the colossal hand.

The next moment, the gigantic palm emitted a low hum. Its five fingers simultaneously swelled slightly, and the luster on its surface shimmered, instantly turning a purplish-gold color.

In an instant, a terrifying spiritual pressure, almost three or four times stronger than before, surged forth from the palm and pressed down aggressively.

At this, Du Yu, who was about to directly activate the two treasures above his head, felt his body tremble the moment his spiritual sense faintly detected this spiritual pressure. He involuntarily stumbled back several steps, his expression immediately changing once more, and a trace of fear couldn't help but flash in his eyes.

Even with his perfected strength at the late Integration stage, under this terrifying spiritual pressure, he had an eerie feeling that he could be directly crushed by this immense force with a mere flick of a hand.

"No, this is definitely not a divine ability that a late-Integration stage cultivator could possess. This is Grand Ascension; only a Grand Ascension stage being could wield such terrifying divine abilities!" In an instant, the white-robed youth understood with a panicked realization, and in his fear, he almost screamed aloud. However, under the terrifying spiritual pressure in the air, his mouth merely twitched a few times, unable to produce any sound whatsoever.