Chapter 481: 480. Chapter 475: Mutual Destruction

480. Chapter 475: Mutual Destruction

Monk Qianlou rushed to Ban Ting Xiancheng almost immediately, then arrived at the teleportation array cluster.

In a short time, Monk Qianlou traced the teleportation array used by his opponent.

It was indeed the array bound for Bai Zhu Xiancheng—was this fellow planning to return to the Thirty-Three Dao?

Monk Qianlou stepped onto the teleportation array at once; if he let his opponent slip away beneath his very eyes, he might as well be dead.

Chi Feitao stepped off the teleportation array and immediately unleashed his flying immortal artifact, shooting out of Bai Zhu Xiancheng—he longed to reach the Thirty-Three Dao in a single step.

Could he let go of such a treasure?

Even if Ding Huan were the Son of the Heavenly Emperor, he would still act.

But not long after leaving Bai Zhu Xiancheng, Chi Feitao sensed something amiss—someone was chasing him.

Chi Feitao frowned slightly—who was chasing him?

The moment he stopped, a stout figure lunged at him, and at the same time, a string of Buddhist prayer beads sealed off this space.

Monk Qianlou had already recognized Chi Feitao; his heart was already at ease.

Chi Feitao was the sect master of Yihaigong; his strength was already well known to him.

He was certain Chi Feitao was no match for him—far from it. He could kill Chi Feitao in less than half an hour.

Bad! Someone is ambushing me.

Chi Feitao instantly unleashed his treasure and struck back.

In mere moments, a violent aura of slaughter filled this space.

…

Ding Huan was still refining the Soul-Eating World Ring.

The level-six stealth immortal array he had set with Void Array Patterns would remain undetected unless a level-seven Immortal Array King came by.

Second layer, third layer…

Three months later, Ding Huan refined the ring up to the ninetieth restriction, then stopped.

After the ninetieth restriction, refining further restrictions would take too much time.

This place was too close to Ban Ting Xiancheng, and too many uncontrollable factors existed—he had to leave.

He decided to head for the Chaotic Realm.

Before refining the ring, he would never let it absorb even a single soul.

This ring differed from his iron cauldron; the cauldron was ownerless. This ring had been awarded as a prize—Ding Huan felt something was off.

After sealing the ring and stowing it inside his iron cauldron, Ding Huan unleashed the cauldron and swiftly departed.

No one could have guessed Ding Huan had been lingering just beyond Ban Ting Xiancheng, so his departure drew no attention whatsoever.

Ding Huan knew that without using a teleportation array, flight would take a very long time.

During flight, he merely set up a few guiding immortal arrays and some defensive array patterns, while continuing to refine the iron cauldron.

The ring was important, but the iron cauldron was more important.

At its current speed, fully activated, even an Immortal King could not catch up.

Reaching the Chaotic Realm would not take one or two days—even with the correct route and coordinates, and even with an iron cauldron faster than a top-grade flying immortal artifact.

After half a year of continuous flight, he still had not reached the Chaotic Realm.

The iron cauldron, too, had been refined to the ninetieth restriction.

An artifact like the iron cauldron, refined to the ninetieth restriction, could withstand even an Immortal Emperor's strike.

At this point, the iron cauldron's speed had long surpassed top-grade flying immortal artifacts—yet this was only because Ding Huan's own strength was still low; if his strength were greater, the cauldron's speed would be even faster.

One day, as Ding Huan controlled the iron cauldron in flight, the Tai Xu Flame, which had been resting in his consciousness Dao universe, suddenly flickered.

Ding Huan immediately halted the iron cauldron.

Below lay a reed marsh, long dried up.

The reeds were all withered.

Ding Huan's divine sense seeped downward but detected nothing unusual.

He simply retracted the iron cauldron and landed in the center of the dried reed marsh.

Once stopped, Ding Huan immediately sensed something was wrong.

It was a faint fire elemental law.

Among all laws, Ding Huan understood the fire elemental law most deeply—it was the only law he had ever touched and could condense on his own.

If this were another law, he might not have noticed it at once—but the fire elemental law was different.

Since his divine sense could not detect it, he would go in and see.

Ding Huan began crafting Earth-Diving Immortal Talismans.

He crafted pile after pile of level-five Earth-Diving Immortal Talismans; days later, he began crafting level-six Earth-Diving Immortal Talismans.

After crafting another pile of level-six Earth-Diving Immortal Talismans, Ding Huan packed his things and dived underground.

More than ten days later, Ding Huan stopped.

Before him lay a natural restriction with no visible traces.

He had sensed the fire elemental law before; now, standing beside this restriction, he could clearly feel the fire Dao rhythm seeping out.

After studying the natural restriction, Ding Huan began setting up a stealth immortal array.

Before breaking open this natural restriction, he had to conceal this place.

Several days later, Ding Huan opened the natural restriction, and waves of scorching energy burst forth.

Gazing at what lay before him, Ding Huan drew a sharp breath—was this an Eon Fire Marrow Pool?

Quickly, Ding Huan confirmed—he had not been mistaken; this was indeed an Eon Fire Marrow Pool.

The pool was three zhang across, its origin unknown, and the intensely concentrated fire essence fluid filled the entire Fire Essence Pool.

Ding Huan had originally planned to summon his Immortal Fire Vein during cultivation, to help Tai Xu ascend as well.

Where was there any need for the Immortal Fire Vein now? This billion-year Fire Essence Pool was incomparably stronger.

He wondered where Mingyu had obtained his Immortal Fire Vein—was it from nearby?

Regardless of whether it was or not, this billion-year Fire Essence Pool had never been exposed.

Otherwise, such a treasure would have drawn the Immortal Emperors to fight over it—how could it have fallen to Ding Huan?

Despite the suffocating density of Immortal Qi here, Ding Huan implanted two more top-grade Immortal Spirit Veins.

After setting up the Spirit Gathering Immortal Array and the Spirit Concealment Immortal Array, he pulled out Tai Xu Flame and sent it into the billion-year Fire Essence Pool.

It seemed the Pan Gu Grand World still held many treasures—apparent ones had long since been found and divided.

But some things remained undiscovered, like this billion-year Fire Essence Pool, and the broken Dao Vein he'd found last time in the Thirty-Three Paths.

If not for Tai Xu Flame and his own mastery of the Fire Principle, he might never have found this place.

Indeed, after summoning Tai Xu Flame, it surged directly into the Fire Essence Pool, its excitement palpable to Ding Huan.

Ding Huan ignored Tai Xu Flame and cultivated atop the two top-grade Immortal Spirit Veins.

In a short time, Immortal Qi saturated with dense Fire elemental sources filled the space, and Ding Huan's cultivation surged wildly.

Tai Xu Flame instantly reached the Immortal Flame tier, and its rank continued rising with Ding Huan's cultivation.

Flame advancement was the hardest—had Ding Huan not obtained the top-grade Immortal Fire Vein, Tai Xu Flame's ascent to Immortal Flame would have been nearly impossible.

Even with the Immortal Fire Vein, elevating Tai Xu still required time and accumulation.

Tai Xu had advanced so rapidly before because Ding Huan used a Fire Spirit Vein, and more importantly, Tai Xu Flame had advanced right beside Ding Huan.

Ding Huan cultivated the Great Cosmos Art, which allowed Tai Xu Flame to absorb Fire Dao resonance at a skyrocketing rate.

Now that Tai Xu had descended into the billion-year Fire Essence Pool, and Ding Huan cultivated beside it,

the advancement speed was impossible to slow down.

…

Chi Feitao's face was pale, his body drenched in blood; he swayed as he stared at Qianlou Monk:

"Qianlou Monk, I've heard of your name—I know you come from Changfo Temple, a defector from Qianfo Temple.

I won't care, nor interfere, in your grudge with Qianfo Temple—but if you think Chi Feitao is easy to bully, you're blind."

Qianlou Monk's Buddhist prayer beads had long snapped; his injuries were no lighter than Chi Feitao's, and he was now drenched in blood, even his soles trembling slightly.

Yet inside, his heart churned like a stormy sea.

He knew Chi Feitao was treacherous—in his eyes, none of the six-star Immortal Sect leaders were his match, and Chi Feitao was certainly no exception.

This battle with Chi Feitao had shown him that the man's treachery was truly as famed as rumored.

No one could have guessed Chi Feitao's true combat power was more than double what he'd shown—put simply, had his Twin Life Chan technique not reached perfection, he would have died here today.

And knowing Chi Feitao as he did, the more he cursed, the more hidden tricks he held.

Chi Feitao would never reveal a Dao treasure—since he couldn't kill Chi Feitao, more words were pointless.

Thinking this, Qianlou Monk flashed away—decisive and unhesitating.

He yearned desperately for the treasure to ascend to Immortal Emperor; since he couldn't obtain it, leaving was the best choice.

Watching Qianlou Monk depart without a word, Chi Feitao's gaze darkened uncertainly.

He did still have a trump card—but Qianlou Monk's strength had truly exceeded his expectations.

He was certain Qianlou Monk also had a trump card.

He had never used his own because it would damage his own foundation.

And if his trump card failed to cripple Qianlou, he was finished.

Now that Qianlou Monk had left decisively, he did not pursue.

He didn't understand Qianlou Monk's motive for betraying him—why had he betrayed him?

This question could only be answered if he encountered Qianlou Monk again—and crushed him.

Judging from Qianlou Monk's power just now, unless he ascended to Immortal Emperor, he could never suppress him.

And the Thirty-Three Paths—he dared not go there now.

Despite Ding Huan being only a Profound Immortal, Chi Feitao now feared him deeply.

He had watched Ding Huan's duel from start to finish—Ding Huan's Dao techniques and array talismans were both unfathomable.

Aside from Dao techniques, where he surpassed Ding Huan, in arrays and talismans he was far inferior.

Even after Ding Huan's Immortal Sect Ranking Tournament, Chi Feitao couldn't determine the level of Ding Huan's array art.

Taking a deep breath, Chi Feitao turned and headed toward Bai Zhu Xiancheng.

He must recover his injuries before going to the Thirty-Three Paths.