Chapter 483: 482. Chapter 477: The Battlefield

482. Chapter 477: The Battlefield's Total Collapse

Ding Huan neatly stowed the unused Immortal Spirit Vein and summoned his iron pot to continue toward the Chaos Zone.

Next time I go to the Heavenly Court, I must ascend to the Immortal King realm.

Once I reach the Immortal King realm, those Dao Lords and Star Lords won't be able to stop me.

The iron pot had traveled less than half a day when Ding Huan stopped again.

In his spiritual sense, a fat Monk was battling two beast beasts—both should be Seventh-Rank Immortal Beasts.

Though both beasts took human form, one bore massive horns; the other had no horns, but its beastly aura was plainly visible.

Monk Qianlou?

Ding Huan muttered inwardly: this guy really won't leave me alone—even on the road, I run into him.

Judging by the fat Monk's condition, he was clearly losing.

Ding Huan retracted the iron pot; his spiritual sense was strong—he had sensed Monk Qianlou and the two beasts, and since they were locked in combat, they might not have noticed his arrival.

Originally, Ding Huan had planned to wait, hoping the two beasts and Monk Qianlou would exhaust each other, letting him reap the benefits.

The beast cores of Seventh-Rank Immortal Beasts were rare treasures.

What he hadn't expected was that when he extended his spiritual sense further, his scalp prickled.

At the edge of his spiritual sense, countless cultivators were rushing toward him.

Behind those cultivators were billions of beast beasts.

The beast beasts were densely packed—billions might be an understatement; they stretched endlessly. His spiritual sense couldn't even reach their edge, let alone count them.

Ding Huan quickly pulled out the Pangu Great World terrain crystal ball, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and confirmed that this location wasn't far from the Immortal-Beast Battlefield.

Ding Huan sighed helplessly; it seemed Ji Mi lived up to his reputation—heard he bragged loudly in the Heavenly Court, but this was it?

The Immortal Beast horde surged forward—clearly, the Immortal-Beast Battlefield had fallen.

If the Immortal-Beast Battlefield had fallen, the Great Immortal Realm would never know peace again.

I've heard the Immortal Beasts have coveted the Gu Immortal Realm for ages; this massive invasion is surely aimed at the Gu Immortal Realm, the supreme cultivation ground.

I haven't seen the Immortal Beast Emperor yet—likely he'll arrive soon.

It seems the Chaos Zone is no longer accessible; this entire path is swarming with Immortal Beasts—getting there would mean fighting through them all.

Ding Huan looked at Monk Qianlou, locked in battle with the two Immortal Beasts, and thought inwardly: I'll let you bald monk live a few more days.

Facing such a terrifying Immortal Beast horde, charging in would be suicide—better to retreat.

Ding Huan focused his spiritual sense on the Pangu Great World location crystal ball in his hand, hesitated for a long while, then decided to detour through the Demon Realm.

Entering the Demon Realm wasn't difficult—he could just simulate the aura of a Demon Cultivator.

Ding Huan promptly summoned the iron pot and changed direction.

He had to accelerate—before the endless Immortal Beasts surrounded him, he had to break out.

This time, Ding Huan stopped after only one day of travel.

He felt no need to enter the Demon Realm—if he wasn't mistaken, the Immortal-Demon Battlefield was probably also collapsing.

Not just the Immortal-Demon Battlefield—the Immortal-God Battlefield, even the Heavenly Court and Dragon Clan battlefield would collapse too.

The Heavenly Court and Beast Court's war had ended in catastrophic defeat; otherwise, such a massive wave of Immortal Beasts wouldn't have stormed the Great Immortal Realm.

If the Heavenly Court and Beast Court lost, then the Heavenly Court's defeats against the Demon Court, God Court, and Dragon Court were inevitable.

Even if they hadn't collapsed yet, by the time he arrived, they'd likely be in total ruin.

Ding Huan had long witnessed how these alien races exploited chaos.

The Heavenly Court was already severely weakened; once this balance shattered, if the other major races united to attack, even the Heavenly Court's strength couldn't hold.

He didn't need Great Calculation Art to predict the outcome.

In no time, the entire Great Immortal Realm would become the domain of countless races.

Even the races of the Chaos Zone would emerge to claim their share.

Perhaps after many years, the Great Immortal Realm he now inhabited would become a new Chaos Zone.

The Heavenly Court's lot would never risk their lives to reinforce the Great Immortal Realm—they'd only focus on strengthening the Heavenly Court's defensive array to protect their own little patch of land.

The Great Immortal Realm was no longer safe—it would soon be overrun by demons and monsters.

Return to the Heavenly Court?

Ding Huan immediately dismissed the idea.

He didn't need to look—he knew the Heavenly Court's protective array had been layered again and again; the retreating troops would have flooded into the Heavenly Court to guard its entrance.

Ding Huan sighed; it seemed he had no choice but to enter the Battlefield.

To enter the Battlefield, he must first refine the Soul-Eating Realm Ring on his person.

Otherwise, killing countless alien races would just waste his soul energy.

Ding Huan glanced around—he was at the outer edge of the Immortal-Abandoned Lands.

The Immortal Beast army would arrive here soon.

If he retreated, once other races breached the Heavenly Court's defenses, they'd flood into the Great Immortal Realm too.

He'd never considered this problem before.

Now that he faced it himself, he realized the Great Immortal Realm's location seemed strangely wrong.

The entire Great Immortal Realm appeared surrounded by all major races.

On the surface, the Great Immortal Realm had secured the best territory.

In truth, it was like a dumpling wrapped by all races.

Whoever allocated the Pangu Great World's territories had arranged such a geography—was this normal?

Ding Huan quickly confirmed: this was definitely not normal.

Because the Immortal Court was not surrounded by the territories of many alien races.

It was very likely that the Immortal Court discovered a problem with the location of the Great Immortal Realm, so it separately carved out the Immortal Court and separated it from the Great Immortal Realm.

Ding Huan did not wish to think further—he had stayed in the Immortal Court and knew the corruption within.

He must first subjugate the Soul-Eating Realm Ring; once his cultivation reached a point where he no longer feared those Great Emperors and Dao Lords, he would seek out Chi Feitao, who claimed to know the nine layers of heaven.

Finding a safe place to seclude himself for a period of time was truly not easy.

The only option was to retreat underground.

Ding Huan pulled out a handful of Earth-Submerging Talismans and began sinking into the ground.

One day later, Ding Huan stopped and set up a concealment Immortal Array.

After simply setting up a concealment Immortal Array, Ding Huan quickly took out the Soul-Eating Realm Ring to subjugate it.

Previously, he had subjugated up to the ninety-first restriction, and the Soul-Eating Realm Ring had a total of one hundred and eight restrictions.

Now that his cultivation had reached the Great Yi Immortal realm, he was certain subjugating this realm ring would pose no problem.

Indeed, now that his strength had increased, his speed in subjugating the Soul-Eating Realm Ring had indeed accelerated.

In just one day, he subjugated the ninety-second restriction.

After subjugating only one more restriction, Ding Huan stopped—not continuing further.

He had a bad premonition, without any reason.

The Great Calculation Technique had calculated for a long time but yielded no result.

No result could mean his cultivation was insufficient to calculate higher-level principles—or it could mean there truly was no result.

Thinking of this, Ding Huan quickly set up a trapping and killing formation.

After setting up one layer with array flags, he still felt uneasy, so he added another layer using Void Array Inscriptions.

Previously, after breaking through the natural restrictions of the Fire Marrow Pool, Ding Huan had studied array art for some time.

With his understanding of the various rhythms and principles of Dao arrays, his array art level was now nearly approaching the Seventh-Level Immortal Array King tier.

After completing two layers of defensive and killing arrays, Ding Huan finally set up a Soul-Sealing Array.

He feared that the Soul-Eating Realm Ring truly contained a powerful primordial soul—such a thing could not be allowed to escape.

With so many Immortal Arrays stacked together, Ding Huan still felt it was insufficient, so he set up a Fire Principle Binding Array.

He could not set up arrays of other principles, but the Fire Principle was the only one he had touched.

Finally, he could safely continue subjugating the Soul-Eating Realm Ring.

Five days later, Ding Huan had subjugated the Soul-Eating Realm Ring up to the ninety-third restriction.

Ninety-four, ninety-five…

As the month neared its end, Ding Huan had subjugated the Soul-Eating Realm Ring up to the one hundred and seventh restriction, and his inner unease grew stronger.

This was odd.

He had layered protective and killing arrays, and he himself had been so cautious—why still this unease?

After hesitating, Ding Huan summoned forth his iron pot, then continued subjugating the one hundred and seventh restriction.

Better safe than sorry; an extra layer of defense was never wrong.

With a faint crack, Ding Huan knew the one hundred and seventh restriction of the Soul-Eating Realm Ring had been subjugated.

It seemed normal—had he imagined things?

If there was a problem, it should be the final restriction.

Just as Ding Huan was about to continue subjugating, an utterly terrifying wave of freezing cold suddenly swept over him.

Even with the iron pot blocking it, Ding Huan still felt the aura of death.

At this moment, Ding Huan could only frantically activate his body-refining art.

He could clearly sense his physical form vanishing in an instant, as if he had already turned to nothingness.

This extreme cold—even an Immortal Emperor would be unable to withstand it. No, he would certainly not survive it.

With each cycle of his body-refining art, the aura of death weakened slightly.

At this moment, Ding Huan's mind went blank.

As his body-refining art cycled through one revolution after another, the aura of death finally dissipated from Ding Huan's heart.

He once again felt the presence of his body, felt that he was still alive.

A sound of bones and sinews reorganizing came from within him; Ding Huan exhaled deeply—his physical body had ascended to a new realm.

The chilling aura continued to weaken, and Ding Huan's body-refining art opened several new circulations.

So powerful.

Ding Huan secretly shuddered in relief and dared not continue subjugating the one hundred and eighth restriction of the realm ring.

That extreme cold, capable of instantly killing an Immortal Emperor—if he had not first used the iron pot to block it, if he had not had his body-refining art…

He would not have survived—his bones would not even have remained as dust.

His consciousness Dao universe would have turned to nothingness in an instant.

Reaching out to touch the still utterly freezing iron pot, Ding Huan felt grateful for his caution.

Just as Ding Huan was still rejoicing, a faint shadow shot straight into the depths of his consciousness.

Soul possession?