Chapter 474: 473. Chapter 468: Even the Baxing Sect Master Must Submit

473. Chapter 468: Even the Baxing Sect Master Must Submit

Two days later, Ding Huan took part in the fourth round of the formation battle and, just as before, won it in a bumpy, uneven fashion.

By now Ding Huan could just barely refine fifth-tier immortal talismans.

Once he could refine fifth-tier immortal talismans, Ding Huan's focus was no longer on crafting talismans.

There were now three people he had to keep an eye on: one was Yihai Palace's sect master Chi Feitao, and another had become the sect master of the Chiyunu Sect, Li Zhen.

The third, naturally, was Monk Qianlou.

The fellow had stayed at the formation-battle arena without leaving ever since the fourth round began, which left Ding Huan quite helpless.

Ding Huan had been advancing all along with an ordinary, run-of-the-mill level of formation dao, and at least so far had not drawn any particular attention from this Monk Qianlou.

Sweeping his divine sense toward the distant talisman-battle area, Ding Huan knew his third-round talisman battle was about to begin.

Ding Huan left his tent, preparing to head to the talisman-battle area.

"Old Six, may I borrow a word with you?" A sudden figure appeared, blocking Ding Huan's way.

Looking at the fellow blocking him, Ding Huan's eyes flickered slightly.

This was absolutely a powerhouse—stronger than sect masters like Chi Feitao and Ji Changsi, and not by just a little.

It was pure intuition. Although this fellow's cultivation didn't seem much higher than Chi Feitao's, the bone-deep ferocity within him, Ding Huan could sense it.

That kind of powerful dao-rhyme aura could not escape his great dao cultivation method.

Immortal King peak? Or half-step Immortal Emperor?

Ding Huan pondered the other's cultivation, saying nothing.

One thing he could be sure of: this fellow's cultivation had not yet reached the Immortal Emperor realm.

"Who are you?" Ding Huan's voice was a little cold. He instinctively retreated several steps while sketching out several void defensive formation patterns.

At the very least, he had to make sure that if this fellow suddenly attacked, he'd have a chance to escape.

As long as the first strike didn't take him down, this fellow wouldn't get a second chance.

Although Ding Huan believed the other party wouldn't dare make a move here, anything could happen by accident.

The man's voice was somewhat mild: "My name is Ming Yu. You should have heard my name."

Ding Huan said flatly, "Never heard of it."

The man was stunned. He hadn't expected Ding Huan to give such an answer. In the Great Immortal Domain, even a participating disciple of the Immortal Gate Ranking Competition wouldn't have heard his name?

No one would believe it if you told them.

Ming Yu forced his fury to subside, lowering his voice as much as possible: "I am the sect master of Jiukunxian Sect."

"Oh, and then?" Ding Huan gave an "oh," showing not the slightest surprise.

Ming Yu, on the contrary, calmed down. So the one he'd run into was simply a fellow who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth—no wonder he dared to grievously wound Zuo Liang and Mu Mu Qingqing.

If it were any other participating disciple, hearing the name of the Jiukunxian Sect's sect master would have scared them stiff long ago.

In the Great Immortal Domain, Jiukunxian Sect was the number one immortal gate.

"Can you heal Zuo Liang's injuries?" Now that he knew Ding Huan was a fellow who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, Ming Yu got straight to the point.

After the Grand Competition, Ding Huan would be dead without a doubt; there was no need for him to quibble with such a reckless lout.

The reason he'd come looking for Ding Huan was that Mu Mu Qingqing's leg had been casually healed by Ding Huan.

At first he thought that although Zuo Liang's injuries were severe, in his eyes they could be casually healed as well.

Later he discovered that whether it was Zuo Liang's broken leg or broken arm, neither could be treated with immortal pills.

The main issue was that no matter what immortal pill, once it dissolved, it would be devoured and assimilated by the dao-rhyme laws lingering in Zuo Liang's wounds.

And even he couldn't clear away the dao-rhyme laws in Zuo Liang's wounds; the only option was to chop them off.

If the hands and feet were chopped off, there might still be a chance of recovery, but Zuo Liang's sea of consciousness and dantian had cracked—surely one couldn't dig out the dantian and chop off the head too?

So he could only come find Ding Huan.

Ming Yu worried that Ding Huan wouldn't last until the Grand Competition ended before being killed by people from the Lingyao Immortal Pavilion.

"Whether it can be healed isn't for me to decide," Ding Huan said calmly.

"Then who decides?" Ming Yu frowned.

Ding Huan twirled his ring: "You can ask Mu Mu Qingqing's master. She'll give you the answer."

"You want immortal spirit veins?" Ming Yu finally understood.

"That's right. How Zuo Liang recovers, and to what extent he recovers, is for you to decide. Remember, five top-grade immortal spirit veins and one hundred million top-grade immortal crystals—that's the lowest price. Farewell."

After saying this, Ding Huan swiftly went around Ming Yu and entered the talisman-battle arena.

Watching Ding Huan's back, Ming Yu's lips curled in a cold smile. A mere ant hired by a five-star immortal gate, daring to speak to him, Ming Yu, like that.

Even if I gave you the immortal spirit veins, could you keep them? Five top-grade immortal spirit veins, no less.

The third round of the talisman battle was just like before. Ding Huan took his time, defeating his opponent by no great margin.

Returning once more to the formation-battle area, Ding Huan continued refining fifth-tier immortal talismans.

He could refine fifth-tier immortal talismans, but there was still the matter of proficiency.

In less than half a day, the restrictions outside Ding Huan's tent were knocked.

Ding Huan saw Ming Yu standing outside, along with Zuo Liang gripped in Ming Yu's hand, and knew the immortal spirit veins had arrived.

The restriction opened, and before Ding Huan could act, Ming Yu was the first to lay down restrictions.

"Do you believe I could kill you at any moment right now?" Ming Yu's voice was no longer the mild tone from before, but carried a hint of killing intent.

The overwhelming Immortal King domain pressed down, making even space tremble.

Ding Huan said flatly, "I don't believe it."

As if he couldn't feel Ming Yu's Immortal King aura pressing down at all.

Killing intent erupted around Ming Yu. In just an instant, the inside of Ding Huan's tent was filled with the aura of death.

Those whose cultivation and spiritual force were slightly weaker might have long since dropped to their knees under this terrifying pressure.

Ding Huan also extended his Star Domain; he stared at Ming Yu without moving. The moment the other party dared to strike, his Level-6 Killing-Immortal Array Patterns would activate.

The Level-6 Killing-Immortal Array Patterns still couldn't block Ming Yu, but blocking him for half an incense stick's time was more than enough.

Half an incense stick's time was enough to kill Ming Yu ten times over.

Don't think that because Daoist Sovereign Nanfang slacked off and ran, not being here, that there isn't a Level-9 Killing Grand Array here.

Ding Huan didn't know who had set up this Killing Grand Array; he guessed it was definitely meant to deal with someone like Ming Yu.

By the time the Killing Grand Array activated, Daoist Sovereign Nanfang would have long since teleported over.

Anyone who dared to sabotage the Immortal Court-hosted ranking competition of immortal sects would be slapping the Immortal Court's face; even the Jiukunxian Sect wouldn't be enough to bear the consequences.

Ming Yu simply hadn't imagined that even at this stage, Ding Huan still remained unmoved by either threats or inducements.

What he hadn't expected even more was that Ding Huan could withstand his pressure.

Truly worthy of being the foremost existence among Mysterious Immortals; he does have some tricks.

He forcibly swallowed his raging flames, grabbed a ring and tossed it to Ding Huan: "This is five high-grade immortal spiritual veins and one hundred million high-grade immortal crystals."

Ding Huan didn't take the ring; it fell to the ground.

"What do you mean?" Ming Yu's tone grew even icier.

Ding Huan looked at Ming Yu: "Because you just threatened me, so now the price doubles."

"You're seeking death." Ming Yu raised his hand, sweeping up a violent aura of slaughter.

It seemed as if the next instant, every existence standing before him would turn to flying ash.

As long as Ding Huan couldn't bear this terrifying pressure and struck first, he could kill the other party. He believed a Mysterious Immortal cultivator couldn't resist this deathly oppression,

but then he immediately noticed the sneer on Ding Huan's lips; Ding Huan hadn't moved at all, let alone shown any panic or unease.

Something was off here. Ming Yu once again suppressed his fury; he didn't dare gamble.

First, he didn't dare gamble that striking first to kill Ding Huan wouldn't draw the attention of the Immortal Court's powerhouses.

Second, Ding Huan's reputation was too great; once Ding Huan vanished, what would happen if someone investigated?

"Why don't you dare make a move?" Ding Huan taunted:

"You, the sect master of an eight-star immortal sect, can't even tell that there are Level-9 Killing-Immortal Arrays and Level-9 Monitoring-Immortal Arrays here, and yet you dare flare up at the drop of a hat, heh."

Ding Huan's words were no mere threat now; he already had all kinds of evidence. If he reported it to the Immortal Court, this Ming Yu would be on a dead-end path in minutes.

If he took out his identity token as the Immortal Court's First Law Official, this fellow would probably be kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Hearing Ding Huan's words, Ming Yu felt as if ice water had been poured over him from head to toe.

If what Ding Huan said was true, then he really was done for.

When Xiancheng was established, top-tier immortal array powerhouses from the Immortal Court had come; very possibly an Immortal Array Sovereign.

If there really was a Level-9 Killing Grand Array set up by the Immortal Court here, wouldn't he have been done for the moment he struck?

Not only would he be done for, but the Jiukunxian Sect would be done for as well.

"I wasn't planning to make a move." Ming Yu merely struggled to calm his emotions.

Ding Huan tossed out a crystal sphere: "Take a look yourself; I'm going to hand this to Daoist Sovereign Nanfang later."

Ming Yu grabbed the crystal sphere. The killing intent, Dao charm, and laws he had unleashed wanting to kill Ding Huan were displayed within it in vivid detail, almost as if tangible.

"My apologies, this was my fault." Ming Yu didn't crush the crystal sphere; instead, he handed it back to Ding Huan.

He was certain that someone like Ding Huan—if this were the only crystal sphere, then he must be blind.

"If apologies worked, then probably no one would like immortal spiritual veins anymore; everyone would just like apologies."

After speaking, Ding Huan pointed: "Sect Master Ming Yu, if you please, I'm going to rest now."

How could Ming Yu dare leave? He reached down and picked up the ring from the ground:

"Daoist Friend Old Six, all I have on me combined is these five high-grade immortal spiritual veins; I also have one high-grade immortal fire vein. I'm willing to compensate you with this high-grade immortal fire vein."

Ding Huan was overjoyed inside, but his eyes showed no ripple.

He didn't know what relation this Zuo Liang was to this fellow, but the fellow was willing to spend such a huge price.

What Ding Huan didn't know was that in Ming Yu's eyes, he was already a dead man. Whatever he gave Ding Huan now, Ding Huan would return to him intact later.

"Considering your attitude is still acceptable, I agree. Hand over the items and lay Zuo Liang on the ground." Ding Huan was eager to get that immortal fire vein.

This time Ming Yu didn't hesitate at all; he sent a high-grade immortal fire vein into the ring, then handed the ring to Ding Huan.

Ding Huan sensed the spiritual sense imprint inside the ring, but he didn't care.

Trying to use a spiritual sense imprint to track him—keep dreaming.

Pocketing the items, Ding Huan walked over to Zuo Liang.

Zuo Liang's injuries were severe—his consciousness sea had cracked and his dantian had cracked—but in Ding Huan's hands, this was no big deal.

These were all Dao charms and laws simulated by his own Great Dao; now, if he wanted to repair them himself, it was just a matter of raising his hand.