66: Let's go, Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan had already calculated this; his greatest advantage compared to Tong Han was his Divine Sense!

Especially after consuming the Epiphyllum Lure and entering the Golden Core Stage, his Divine Sense had become dozens of times stronger...

Although he had never learned any methods for Mental Energy attacks, using the most primitive means to strike would surely catch Tong Han off guard!

And the reality was exactly as he had anticipated...

As his Divine Sense poured in, Chu Yuan felt as if he had crashed into a reef; he perceived a distinctly different Soul aura... unruly, hateful, and violent!

Although Martial Artists do not pay much attention to the Cultivation of Mental Energy in the early stages, as the essence of life improves, Mental Energy naturally grows stronger; otherwise, there would be no such things as mental Martial Skills; nor would it be possible to deal with the strange, chaotic, and devious means of other alien races!

To become a powerhouse, one can have relatively unremarkable aspects, but one must absolutely not have any shortcomings...

Therefore, Tong Han's Mental Energy was not bad, and the situation where he would become an idiot from one strike by Chu Yuan did not occur; but wanting to block the Divine Sense of the Golden Core Stage was also unrealistic...

Chu Yuan endured the discomfort, continuously inputting his Divine Sense; some images appeared in his mind...

Tong Han's pupils constricted to pinpoints, and the metallic brilliance on his fists had long since dissipated!

He clutched his head with both hands, blue veins bulging on his forehead, and large beads of cold sweat rolled down his cheeks... he could not even maintain his form and involuntarily plummeted toward the ground!

Mental attack! Chu Yuan actually mastered a mental attack!?

Wasn't he just a Martial Artist in the Yukong Realm? A Martial Artist in the Yukong Realm might not even be able to sense their own Mental Energy, let alone master a Martial Skill for mental attacks...

"Scram~!"

The Mental Energy belonging to Chu Yuan in his mind was shaken by the counterattack, but the next moment it came rolling back!

Countless sharp wind blades surged toward Tong Han like swallows returning to their nest, repeatedly scraping and cutting his body!

Arms, thighs, chest... flesh flew everywhere, revealing ghastly white bones...

But the next moment, countless blood-colored energy surged from within his body, constantly repairing it; it was as if he were experiencing death by a thousand cuts over and over again...

Boundless agony surged in waves. At this moment, Tong Han only felt fortunate that he had previously extracted a portion of the life origin from the enemy, otherwise... even if he wasn't dead, he would likely only have a breath left.

Time seemed infinitely long at this moment; Tong Han could no longer remember how many times he had endured the torture, until his body shuddered and slammed onto the solid ground.

Another figure also fell not far from him, it was Chu Yuan...

The wind slasher dropped by his side, and Chu Yuan, perceiving the weak life origin aura of Tong Han nearby, couldn't help but sigh in his heart;

A throbbing pain came from his head, his Divine Sense could only be maintained within a few dozen meters around him at this moment, and there was a sense of stagnation...

The Realm brought about by forcing growth could never compare to that achieved through proper Cultivation.

He had reached his limit, but... he still hadn't killed Tong Han; he had hesitated... he should have struck when Tong Han had just controlled the enemy, he shouldn't have let him absorb so much life origin!

But now, it was too late to say anything.

A blood pill and a spirit nurturing pill appeared in his hand, and he swallowed them together.

The medicinal power dispersed, mending his riddled body; it was as if sweet rain had fallen upon the parched and cracked earth...

Chu Yuan managed to sit up, formed a sword seal with his hand, and the wind slasher vibrated and hovered;

"Go!"

A stream of light, with much less momentum than before, shot toward Tong Han;

Tong Han adjusted his posture, allowed the wind slasher to pierce his shoulder blade, and then immediately pressed his hand on the sword hilt and grinned: "Is that all?"

Compared to the previous repeated torture, this minor injury was nothing at all;

Pure life origin surged from within Tong Han's body, and his aura was slowly recovering.

Tong Han pulled the wind slasher from his shoulder, examined it carefully for a moment, and praised: "Good sword... and you're not bad either; I probably won't forget you for a long time, will I?"

"You say that as if you've already won." Chu Yuan said stubbornly with a calm expression;

Only he knew that he truly had no other options now...

There was still one trump card, though it was better than nothing, which was to self-detonate the Blood Sea Soul Locking Formation;

But in his current state, self-detonating the Formation would merely mean he and those trial-takers would die first...

"It is indeed my victory." Tong Han smiled: "Li Hong, kill him!"

He stood up unsteadily, carrying Chu Yuan's sword, and walked toward the Fourth Realm Blood Beasts outside the Formation.

Li Hong walked over from the distance and stopped not far from Chu Yuan;

"Such talent as yours... it's truly a pity."

"Since you think it's a pity, then why don't you leave?"

"..." Li Hong shook his head: "I don't want to die yet."

Otherwise, why did he surrender the moment he was caught by Tong Han?

"I think there are many things in this world that are more important than life and death."

"Don't stall for time, Chu Yuan..." Li Hong sighed: "If it were a different time or place, I would be very happy to discuss these things with you."

He raised the war blade in his hand;

"Do you know, before entering the Secret Realm, I received an order from the Family; if there was an opportunity, to get rid of you... fortunately, I have never liked listening to the Family, otherwise, I should be dead by now..."

"Is it because of Li Chen?"

"Hmm, although you didn't kill him; but that stupid couple doesn't have the ability to take revenge on the real culprit... naturally, they could only vent their anger on you."

Chu Yuan didn't seem worried at all about the war blade flashing with a vicious light in Li Hong's hand: "What about Li Ji?"

"He is highly regarded by the Family and is deeply favored by our Great-Grandfather... naturally, he is not allowed to have any trivial matters hinder his Cultivation." A self-deprecating look appeared on Li Hong's face: "So, actually, there was originally no conflict between you two."

"Sigh, sounds like your Li Family is quite a bunch of jerks."

Li Hong nodded, deeply agreeing: "Indeed... time to go, Chu Yuan."

The war blade traced a shrill arc, slashing toward Chu Yuan's neck!

"I have one more thing to say..." Chu Yuan looked toward the Secret Realm passage and smiled: "Actually, stalling for time is useful..."

"Hmm?" Li Hong was stunned, then realized something, and the long blade in his hand accelerated even more!

But the next instant...

An unimaginable pressure, seemingly coming from the Soul, struck!

The blade stopped, Li Hong was hit as if by a heavy blow, and he fell to his knees with a thud...

Chu Yuan raised his hand in a gesture of support and smiled: "Good boy, there's no red envelope for you today, get up quickly."

Li Hong gritted his teeth tightly, and a cracking sound came from his bones all over his body, as if they were about to be crushed!

At this moment, he had no energy to respond to Chu Yuan's teasing, and immense terror filled his heart...

Chu Yuan asked in confusion: "Actually, wouldn't your best choice be to stop? Then explain that you were just forced into it and were only pretending to cooperate with Tong Han... maybe you could even fool your way out of it? You've only been a traitor for two days, and you're already addicted to it?"

"What... do you understand..." Li Hong's voice was as faint as a mosquito, barely audible: "Do you think... Tong Han made such a big commotion just for you guys!? You really overestimate yourself..."

"Finally here... the Eighth Realm?" Tong Han didn't seem surprised at all, moved his hand away from a shriveled Blood Beast, and grinned: "That works too, not a loss..."