Chapter 1417 The Man in the Stele

"Although Han Yu died, the disciples of my Hall of Stars cannot die in vain!" Wang Batan looked at Li Xiaoyun with a cold light in his eyes.

Many people secretly sighed, this is really different. When Han Yu was still alive, Wang Batan was afraid of Han Yu and said he wanted to ask Han Yu for an explanation. Now, he directly targeted the people around Han Yu.

Although Wang Batan's actions are disdainful, how many people dare to touch the Bansheng's eyebrows.

Li Xiaoyun glared at Wang Batan, not afraid at all.

"Brother Tan, there is a grievance and a debtor. Now that Brother Han has passed away, do you still want to spread your hatred on others?" Long Zaishang stared at the bastard with a stern look. He lamented in his heart, now Han Yu's ending has become a foregone conclusion, and no one can change it.

The power of sky thunder in his body has not been completely cleared, and sooner or later he will die in the hands of the power of sky thunder. He is also very grateful for everything Han Yu has done for him during this time. He can do nothing to save Han Yu, he can only try his best to keep Han Yu by his side people.

"Pay the teacher's debts, and the husband's debts to his wife!" Wang Batan was very firm.

Long Zaishang looked at Wang Batan with cold eyes. What worries him is not Wang Batan, but the ancient forces in Xiling. Once the news of Han Yu's death in the secret place of the stele spreads, the Zhao family, Shenji Palace, Tianshu Holy Land, and Wuliang Holy Land will definitely take action. Coupled with the Xingchen Palace, their Long family is powerless to protect the people around Han Yu.

Although the Phoenix Clan, the White Tiger Clan, the Ye Family, and the Leiyin Holy Land have extended olive branches to Han Yu before, in Long Zaishang's heart, these are all based on Han Yu. Once Han Yu dies, those people will definitely not talk about it again. The relationship with Han Yu will inevitably stand on the sidelines at that time.

Long Zaishang sighed in his heart, perhaps the fate of the people around Han Yu was doomed.

Wang Batan was not in a hurry to attack Li Xiaoyun, and now Long Zaishang would definitely stop him, but he believed that Long Zaishang could manage it for a while, but not forever.

Han Yu was completely lost in the secret realm of the stele. In just twenty hours, he would never be able to get out of the forest of steles. With the closure of the secret realm of the stele, who knows what will happen inside.

"Boy, don't turn around, come here..."

Suddenly, a weak voice sounded, listening to this voice, it seemed like someone who was dying of illness.

"Who are you?" Han Yu suddenly turned around and looked at the place where the voice came from. He didn't expect that there were still people in the Forest of Steles.

"Same as you, people who are trapped in the Forest of Steles." The voice sounded again, the person who spoke should be an old man, and he was about to die.

Han Yu followed the sound and walked.

"Close your eyes, don't look at anything, and listen to my voice," the man said.

Han Yu closed his eyes as he said, and walked forward step by step, and the man would make a sound every few breaths, guiding Han Yu to walk over.

Han Yu felt that he had traveled a long way, but it seemed very close. For about five hours or so, he got very close to the sound.

"Okay, open your eyes!"

Han Yu opened his eyes, and a stone tablet appeared in front of him. This is a complete stone tablet, about three feet high. Standing in front of it, there is an invisible strong pressure, and Han Yu has to exercise his mental skills to resist it.

On the top of this stone tablet, there are three tortoise shells nailed, which are exactly the three tortoise shells that Han Yu had before. Surprised and delighted, Han Yu reached out and took off the three tortoise shells. Under the three tortoise shells, there was another tortoise shell, which was the tortoise shell branded in the stone tablet.

"Senior, where are you?" Han Yu asked. The surrounding area is vast and there is no one to be seen.

"I'm in the stele!" The voice came from the stele, it was the man just now.

"Senior, didn't you say that you were trapped in the forest of steles, how did you get into the stele?" Han Yu stared at the stele and asked in amazement.

Han Yu has seen the hardness of the stele here, and the strength of those who can enter the stele is unimaginable.

"I entered this place by mistake and was trapped and unable to get out. After the secret realm of the stele was closed, the environment here changed drastically, forming a terrifying pressure. By chance, I was pressed onto this stele and entered the seal. Space, escaped." A voice came from the stone tablet.

"Those who failed to leave in time, were all crushed to death by the pressure of terror?" Han Yu asked.

"Yes, once the secret realm of the stele is closed, the pressure will increase sharply, even half-saints can be crushed to death!" said the old man.

Han Yu took a deep breath, how powerful is that?

"Boy, do you want to get out alive?" the old man asked.

He seemed to be breathing like a gossamer, and his voice was extremely weak. If it weren't for Han Yu's hearing, he might not have been able to hear his voice.

"Of course I do, senior has a solution?" Han Yu asked.

"Yes, but you have to do one thing for me." The old man said.

"Senior, please tell me." Han Yu said.

"Aren't you afraid that I won't tell you the way after I've done the work for me?" asked the old man.

"Since seniors have said so, I don't worry any more." Han Yu smiled. Secretly heaved a sigh of relief, the old man said so, nine out of ten there is a way to leave.

"Okay, refreshing. You take off the tortoise shell on the stone tablet first." The old man said, he could hear that he was very happy.

Han Yu reached out and grabbed the tortoise shell on the stele, half of which was embedded in the stele.

"This tortoise shell originally belonged to me. It was pressed together with me on the stone tablet back then. I entered the stone tablet and it was branded on the stone tablet." The old man explained.

Han Yu tried his best not to shake the tortoise shell. He took out the war slave, entered it into the master war slave, and said, "Senior, if I let the war slave bombard the stele, it won't affect you, right?"

The old man said: "The highest-level war slave has the power of a semi-holy, but it can't hurt the stele or affect me."

Han Yu relaxed and controlled the black slave, holding the tortoise shell with his left hand and bombarding with his right. Every time he hit the black god with all his strength, after about a stick of incense, the tortoise shell was finally taken off by Han Yu.

"Whoosh!" The tortoise shell flew away from the black god's hand as soon as it was taken off, and was suspended together with the other three tortoise shells, spinning slowly, but they did not close together.

The texture of this tortoise shell is the same as that of the three tortoise shells, and the words "man and god" are engraved on the back. It can't be pronounced smoothly even with the previous words, and there are other tortoise shells.

"I have something to send to you through the gap formed by the tortoise shell, please help me return it to my family." The old man said.

"Okay." Han Yu agreed without hesitation, and then asked, "Senior, why don't you come out yourself?"

The old man said: "I can't come out for the time being."

Han Yu said: "We should try it out together."

The old man said: "It's useless. Even if you have war slaves, you can't shake the stele, crack the seal inside, and save me. Don't waste time, or you will be trapped here, and no one will be able to get out." !"