Chapter 272: 272. Chapter 269: No More Need to Carry the Blame

272. Chapter 269: No More Need to Carry the Blame

"Ding Huan, are you now a Human Immortal?" Hu Wuxin asked eagerly, stepping forward.

Mo Zheng also gazed at Ding Huan with worshipful awe.

"I'm not a Human Immortal—I just happen to counter their cultivation art. You said you found an iron drum? Take me to see it. What kind of iron drum is it?" Ding Huan said.

Though teleported to Ding Huan's location, Hu Wuxin and Mo Zheng quickly found the iron drum's position.

Ding Huan was stunned by the massive iron drum—it stood ten zhang tall, appearing entirely like a giant boulder.

The drum's surface had been corroded by time, its luster faded; Ding Huan's divine sense could not penetrate it.

The iron drum gave Ding Huan the instinctive feeling that it was no ordinary treasure.

His iron pot's divine sense couldn't penetrate it either; after ascending to Star Transformation, he'd planned to find a place to refine the pot again.

This iron drum probably wasn't easy to refine either—otherwise, Gu Lianghui and the other three wouldn't have left it behind.

Ding Huan pulled out dozens of array flags and tossed them down, then set up a teleportation array; with his true energy surging, the massive iron drum didn't budge.

Ding Huan knew that to take the iron drum away, he'd need to refine at least one layer of its seals—otherwise, his storage ring couldn't hold it.

He could carry the iron pot slung over his shoulder, but such a huge iron drum could never be carried that way.

Thinking of this, Ding Huan said to Hu Wuxin and Mo Zheng:

"I need to refine this iron drum here. You two search nearby for treasures, then wait for me."

Hu Wuxin and Mo Zheng naturally had no objections.

Ding Huan set up a protective array around the iron drum, but what he pulled out was the iron pot.

He was now at Star Transformation— he wanted to see if he could refine the pot.

Ding Huan didn't immediately send his divine sense into the pot; instead, he began activating the Great Cosmos Art, drawing the pot into his Great Cosmos Art's Zhou Tian.

This was the advantage of his Great Cosmos Art—no one else could do this.

During the first Zhou Tian cycle, Ding Huan sensed the seals within the pot.

Ding Huan was overjoyed—this was the first time since acquiring the pot that he'd sensed its seals.

The Great Cosmos Art surged wildly; Ding Huan aimed to use it to refine the pot's first layer of seals.

Yet after ten days, Ding Huan realized he could never refine even the pot's first seal.

Not even if he entered Earth Immortal status now could he refine that first seal.

Fortunately, Ding Huan had another method—his Great Cosmos Art seemed able to form a complete Zhou Tian through the pot, and within that Zhou Tian, he could still detect the location of its seals.

Thinking of this, Ding Huan immediately pulled out two mid-grade Star Sky Spirit Veins, and the Great Cosmos Art surged even more violently, driving the pot into motion.

After an unknown length of time, when Ding Huan sensed the pot again, he was stunned to find it had appeared deep within his consciousness.

Within his consciousness universe, the pot floated like an unremarkable star at the very outer edge.

Ding Huan exhaled in relief—though he still hadn't refined the pot, at least he no longer had to carry it around slung on his back.

With the pot issue resolved, Ding Huan turned his attention to the massive iron drum.

This time, instead of probing with divine sense to wear down the seals as usual—he guessed it would be futile—he simply unleashed his Drum Killing Technique.

His Drum Killing Technique was a pure divine sense technique.

As he unleashed Drum Killing, a divine sense mallet materialized out of thin air, striking the void as if hitting a solid giant drum—the void shuddered violently.

At that moment, the iron drum suddenly erupted with drumbeats like dragon roars and tiger roars.

In that instant, Ding Huan felt he stood on a battlefield where two armies clashed—the drumbeats hammered relentlessly into the deepest core of his soul, threatening to shatter his spirit.

The drumbeats grew ever more frantic, as if they wouldn't stop until they shattered this entire void.

Ding Huan could no longer tell whether the drumbeats were his own Drum Killing Technique's divine sense strikes—or those of the iron drum before him.

His divine sense seized the opportunity to surge into the massive iron drum and locked onto its first seal.

As Ding Huan's Great Cosmos Art continued to churn, powerful true energy slammed into that seal—and the iron drum's first seal began slowly refining under his control.

One month later, with the aid of the Great Cosmos Art, Ding Huan fully refined the iron drum's first seal.

With a flick of his divine sense, he gestured—and the iron drum vanished into his small-world ring.

Ding Huan was overjoyed—he wouldn't waste more time refining the remaining seals.

He sensed this iron drum would aid him, especially since his Drum Killing Technique and this drum both produced drum sounds—perhaps they could be linked in the future.

If divine sense drumbeats and technique drumbeats could merge, making opponents unable to distinguish them, it would be a devastating weapon.

Ding Huan opened the protective array and found Hu Wuxin and Mo Zheng still waiting outside.

"You two have been waiting here over a month?" Ding Huan asked, surprised.

Hu Wuxin hurriedly said:

"We just got back—we heard of an extremely powerful spirit vein nest here, said to contain one hundred and eight upper-grade spirit veins."

Mo Zheng added urgently:

"We saw three members of the Tiandao Sect enter it, so we didn't dare go in—we came here to wait for you."

"Then what are we waiting for? Lead the way."

Ding Huan was preparing to leave the Kai Tian Battlefield—he'd acquired many Star Sky Spirit Veins here, enough to sustain his cultivation for a while.

When the Star Sky Spirit Veins ran out, he'd return to search again.

Ding Huan was certain the Fourfold Sea Strait Valley still held Star Sky Spirit Veins.

……

Kai Tian Battlefield, Spirit Source Valley.

Hundreds of cultivators inside tensely stared at the two men and one woman who had just entered.

Some cultivators who recognized the trio hurried forward to bow respectfully.

These three had considerable fame in the Ascension Realm—they were three of the Ten Supreme Gods of the Ascension Realm, all from the Tiandao Sect.

They are respectively Ten Thousand Blades Blade Gu Lianghui, Thousand Jun Blade Fan Lecang, and Immortal Fairy Blade Luo Huan Immortal Fairy.

Upon hearing the other party was at the True God Realm, Mo Jianping quickly kicked Old Six, hoping Old Six wouldn't cause trouble.

Old Six indeed understood how powerful the True God Realm was; it no longer had its previous arrogant look, but instead lowered its head and carefully followed behind Mo Jianping and Yan Mei.

The three of them had been cultivating beneath the one hundred and eight upper-grade spirit veins the whole time, and their progress was simply astonishing.

Mo Jianping had already condensed three star mountains, and Yan Mei had likewise succeeded in nurturing stars.

Even Old Six, whose aptitude was the worst, had also condensed twelve clusters of star clouds.

The arrival of Gu Lianghui and the other two made Old Six inwardly unhappy, yet it didn't dare utter a single word of nonsense.

In its thinking, as long as these three arrived half a month later, it would surely be able to succeed in nurturing stars.

Once it succeeded in nurturing stars, its aptitude definitely wouldn't be inferior to Mo Jianping and Yan Mei.

Those people were at the True God Realm; no matter how unhappy it felt, it could only hold it in.

"Senior Sister Luo Huan, there really are one hundred and eight upper-grade spirit veins here."

Fan Lecang looked at the one hundred and eight upper-grade spirit veins suspended in the void, so excited his voice was trembling.

Ding Huan liked starry sky spirit veins, but for him, Fan Lecang, starry sky spirit veins and ordinary spirit veins made no difference.

What he had given Ding Huan was only a mid-grade starry sky spirit vein, yet here were one hundred and eight upper-grade spirit veins.

This truly is losing in the east and gaining in the west.

Although Immortal Fairy Luo Huan was shocked that there were so many upper-grade spirit veins here, she wasn't as excited as Fan Lecang.

It was simply that her self-respect and pride had been blasted to smithereens by that spear strike from Ding Huan.

Even if she could go back and ask her sect to vent her anger, her own Dao heart had already developed cracks. No one knew how utterly broken she felt inside now.

Gu Lianghui, however, clenched his fist and laughed heartily:

"Junior Sister Luo Huan, Junior Brother Lecang, let's join forces and bring all these one hundred and eight upper-grade spirit veins down, thirty-six each."

"Good." Immortal Fairy Luo Huan simply said one word.

If it had been before, she would have long been the first to charge up.

Fan Lecang summoned his Thousand Jun Blade and flew up, slashing once at the restriction outside the spirit veins.

Boom!

A muffled sound rang out, and Fan Lecang was blasted far away, falling to the ground.

"I can't even break this restriction?" Fan Lecang stared at the sky above in utter shock.

Seeing Fan Lecang's plight, Gu Lianghui's heart sank—could it be that after finally seeing one hundred and eight upper-grade spirit veins, he couldn't actually take them away?

He too flew up, the Ten Thousand Blades Blade in his hand transforming into bursts of blade curtains that slashed down.

Boom!

Once again a muffled sound came; the defensive restriction outside the spirit veins was still just a dull thud, then not the slightest movement.

Immortal Fairy Luo Huan didn't even move; she didn't even want to try.

"Forget it, we can't take these spirit veins." Gu Lianghui also wore a face full of disappointment.

He had seen one hundred and eight upper-grade spirit veins, yet he couldn't take them away.

"How about we cultivate here for a while? Cultivating on this bluestone would absolutely be the best spot."

Fan Lecang couldn't help but say.

He too was itching inside; since entering the Kai Tian Battlefield, after so many days of life-and-death struggles, he had only obtained three upper-grade spirit veins.

Here he directly saw one hundred and eight upper-grade spirit veins, yet could only look.

"Chang Yuan Sword Dao's Peng Qiong pays respects to the three seniors."

A woman walked out from some unknown corner, bowing and saluting before Gu Lianghui and the other two.

Gu Lianghui originally didn't plan to pay her any attention, but upon hearing she was from Chang Yuan Sword Dao, he simply gave a nod.

What he hadn't expected was that the woman bowed to the ground once more:

"I beg the three seniors to take charge for this junior."

Hearing these words, Gu Lianghui frowned.

The disparity in strength was too great; even for a disciple of Chang Yuan Sword Dao to speak this way was simply too presumptuous.

He could take the initiative to help, but the other party could not bring up matters asking him to help.

"Speak, what is it."

Thinking that Chang Yuan Sword Dao had a powerful Earth Immortal Perfection expert, Cen Huan, also in the Kai Tian Battlefield, Gu Lianghui forcibly held back his inner discomfort.

"Three seniors, this bluestone was originally my cultivation spot. However, after two people from the Dao Cultivation Realm arrived, relying on their numbers, they grievously wounded me and then seized this bluestone.

This junior is willing to hand over the bluestone for the seniors to deal with, but those two from the Dao Cultivation Realm are truly going too far."

Peng Qiong truly could not swallow this grievance; after learning that Mo Jianping and the other two were from the Dao Cultivation Realm, she could swallow this grievance even less.

Mere ants from the Dao Cultivation Realm dare seize territory belonging to her Chang Yuan Sword Dao?

If she couldn't find anyone from her sect here, she wouldn't have risked danger stepping forward to ask Gu Lianghui to act.