Han Yu, this damn thing, shouldn’t get involved with Tribulation Thunder.

This is the Artifact Spirit’s most profound understanding!

First, there was Wang Xiao’Er during his life and death tribulation being barged in on by Han Yu, then an old man from the Piaomiao Sect was affected during his Divine Platform Tribulation.

And in between, there were several instances of encounters with Tribulation Thunder.

Considering all this, how did this damn thing become so familiar with what cultivators avoid like the plague?

When Han Yu charged into the range of the Tribulation Thunder, the Artifact Spirit knew it wasn’t over yet.

Really, it wasn’t just the Artifact Spirit that felt this way; Su Xiaoxiao and the rest had similarly odd expressions. People usually aim to seize treasures, but running headlong into thunder was unheard of.

The thunderclouds in the sky churned incessantly, but the Tribulation Thunder didn’t descend.

After all, the rules of the Tribulation Thunder had been touched, originally merely a thunderborne wrath desiring to extinguish wholly.

But with Han Yu’s interference or even meddling, it was clearly starting to shift in a bizarre direction.

Su Xiaoxiao felt both frustrated and amused; this odd little demon helped them, but undoubtedly also brought trouble their way.

Initially, even he dared not have too many people interfere, fearing it would enhance the strength of the Tribulation Thunder. If it was risky within the Thunder, then as an outsider like Han Yu—

The other’s interference equated to stimulating it indirectly!

But before everyone could react, eight reckless cultivators barged in.

Yama Hall!

Ironically, just as one of the barging cultivators was about to shout for attack and kill, his companion beside him pulled him back.

"Don’t pull me, let’s all take him down together."

The cultivator remained stubbornly shouting as the one pulling him was nearly in tears.

Can’t you at least see who’s around us, please?

A group of Divine Platform Realm cultivators eyeing intently, plus five enigmatic strong figures; isn’t this a scenario where one should contemplate escape?

What made him even more despairing was the thunderclouds rolling above.

The clouds weren’t terrifying; what was terrifying was a mysterious feeling locking onto his aura.

It could only mean one thing: Damn, the top has Tribulation Thunder!

They barged into someone else’s Tribulation Thunder range!

Damned bastards! The reactionary eight glared at Han Yu, their eyes practically spitting fire.

There’s a universally acknowledged act called dragging someone into a tribulation for mutual destruction.

Divine Platform Realm cultivators were seasoned, having faced Tribulation Thunder, so they weren’t unfamiliar.

Tribulation Thunder is akin to a party animal: the more people around, the more active it gets; hence, dragging people in never yields benefit.

Not only does it bring no benefit, at worst, everyone could die.

The originally rolling clouds fell into a short-lived silence with the eight’s entrance.

Determination!

Damn it! It’s recalibrating again.

Apart from Han Yu, the brash fool, everyone else had a change of color, their expressions becoming extremely ugly.

A second determination, even for a strong figure like Su Xiaoxiao, had his heart pounding; this large-scale tribulation scene was akin to a purgatory.

The initial Tribulation Thunder was merely targeted at their wrath, not lethal, but now it’s turned unpredictable.

"We didn’t interfere, why are we locked on?"

Among the eight, one appeared pale, unable to fathom.

"Because we charged in during the determination."

Someone deduced the answer.

How much misfortune it takes to interrupt the Tribulation Thunder’s determination, akin to seeking death!

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, a laugh resonated inappropriately.

A stone bridge traversed the void, as figures emerged on the bridge, with Lei Wang leading, satisfied.

He had anticipated how embarrassed the Celestial Dao Sect’s group must be now.

But as he stood in the void, facing astonished gazes.

Indeed, the eight from Yama Hall stared dumbstruck at Lei Wang’s group.

And Lei Wang was just as astounded.

"You all..."

How could he not recognize these people, but according to the original plan, shouldn’t they have been on their way to Central Continent?

Why are they still here?

Furious, he questioned, "Didn’t I tell you to go to Central Continent, why defy orders!"

The eight’s faces changed, revealing fear and bitterness.

They did wish to go to Central Continent, but as soon as they left, someone hit them with a surprise attack. Yes, the damned fellow still had their companions strung up on his vine!

One stepped forward with a fearful look, summarized the explanation in a few words, and angrily pointed at Han Yu, "It’s this man, he ambushed us."

At that moment, Lei Wang’s face was grim to the extreme. Thus, the plan for Central Continent hadn’t been executed; it was sabotaged from the start.

Furious, he glared at Han Yu, but Han Yu stood there bewilderedly holding a green vine.

Not quite bewildered, since inside the Sea of Consciousness, the Artifact Spirit was in near-uproar.

"Done for, you’re done. These people feel even stronger than Xin Zui and the others once did."

The Artifact Spirit was anxious to tears; the damn thing’s misfortune never disappointed, attracting trouble again.

"Stronger than Xin Zui?"

Han Yu felt his heart sink; Xin Zui and company alone had forced him into desperate escape previously, but if they’re stronger... then he’s truly doomed.

The atmosphere fell eerily silent, this scene was filled with weird tension.

"Hahaha..."

Finally, Su Xiaoxiao’s laugh rang out inappropriately, though he wanted to restrain himself, he simply couldn’t hold back.

Let’s say, besides scheming against them, Lei Wang had also plotted Central Continent, but unfortunately, it was ruined by a brash fool.

Even a strong figure has moments when they laugh uncontrollably, like now.

Lei Wang glaring at Han Yu, wanting to devour him; damn, what small cultivator dared ruin his plan?

"Han Yu! You dare appear!"

Originally standing behind the five, Xin Zui almost went berserk upon noticing Han Yu, not just him; Xinyin and Wuyin also gritted their teeth.

If not for this bastard, how could they end up in such a situation?

The Heart Demon affair took away half their power; an unending grudge can’t coexist peacefully.

The originally glaring Lei Wang heard Xin Zui and the others speak, his expression instantly darkened.

Han Yu!

"So you are Han Yu!"

Actually, no verification was needed because, upon reevaluating Han Yu, his unique traits already explained everything.

But what made him grind his teeth was the plan to deal with these matters before attending to that kid, yet before he could act, this brat had already targeted them first.

"Good, well done."

Su Xiaoxiao feared Lei Wang’s anger wasn’t enough, fanning the flames on the side.

Lei Wang didn’t disappoint, responding angrily; a bolt of lightning turned into silver chains, flying towards Han Yu.

He must capture this kid alive, and then make him wish for death.

Su Xiaoxiao also made his move, sweeping down a river of stars which deflected the lightning while simultaneously pulling Han Yu away.

Afterward, he teased with a smile, "Lei Wang, aren’t you angry?"

He wasn’t just angry; Lei Wang was almost infuriated.

His discomfort was compounded by Bridge Granny’s comment.

"Lei Wang, you screwed us over badly; the Tribulation Thunder is still here!"

Bridge Granny maintained a gentle smile earlier, but now it disappeared; not that she didn’t love to smile, she simply couldn’t.

The silent clouds in the sky began bubbling again, not the prelude to dispersal.

It’s the prelude to activation.

How could it be possible!

Lei Wang looked up in shock, his pupils dilating instantly...