Chapter 500

499. Chapter 494: Severing the Divine Clan's Fate Line

Ding Huan followed this river forward; two days later, he stopped.

This was where the Immortal Court's defensive barrier lay; to proceed further, he must break through the barrier.

The Shenhe River formed a vortex here, where endless heavenly and earthly Qi seeped away, gathering billions of Dao patterns and laws.

A subtle aura, invisible to the naked eye and imperceptible to divine sense, slowly dissipated from here.

Ding Huan chuckled bitterly in his heart.

No wonder it was called the Divine Source Land.

So the Divine Clan originated from the Immortal Court's domain, and the Divine Clan's fate line was merely the Immortal Court's leaking Qi.

The region occupied by the Divine Clan continuously absorbed the Immortal Court's fate line, allowing the Divine Clan to gradually grow stronger while the Immortal Court's fate line slowly weakened.

It seems the four clans' siege of the Immortal Court had its reasons.

This Shenhe River was the Immortal Court's fate river.

"Divine Source Land" was a misnomer; it should be called the Origin of Immortal Fate.

Ding Huan stared at this long river of fate; he was no longer just thinking about how to sever the Divine Clan's Divine Source Land, but how to reclaim the Divine Clan's fate line.

It was certain that neither the Divine Clan nor the Human Clan knew this Shenhe River existed—that the Divine Clan's fate line had leaked out from this river.

To sever the Shenhe River's nourishment of the Divine Clan, merely setting up an Immortal Array was insufficient.

He was still only a Level Seven Immortal Array King; he could not fully sever the Divine Clan's fate line with an array of this scale.

He needed a top-tier treasure to suppress it.

He did possess several top-tier treasures—the iron pot, but he could never use that to suppress a fate-severing array.

Aside from the iron pot, there was the Dusk Drum—his battle treasure, the artifact he planned to refine after ascending to the Great Luo Immortal realm.

Then there was the Mirror of Life and Death—also a battle treasure; not useful now, but might be later.

Then there was the lamp he obtained from Ren Xian—it was the Chiyunu Sect's Gong Yuxin who had asked him to retrieve it.

But since then, he had been constantly fleeing and never saw Gong Yuxin again, so he kept it on his person.

This lamp was certainly a valuable item, but it wasn't his.

As for the Flying Smoke Immortal Sword, its rank was still too low to suppress fate.

Finally, Ding Huan's divine sense settled on the Ascension Tower inside the iron pot.

This Ascension Tower was obtained by him from the Threefold Heaven Star Continent; it should have had an owner.

But now it was in his hands, and no one could take it away.

The Ascension Tower was primarily an auxiliary treasure; Ding Huan had no interest in such auxiliary artifacts, so he had left it buried in the iron pot, never refining it.

Decided—he would use this Ascension Tower as the suppressor for the fate-severing treasure.

Before that, he needed to refine two True Spirit Worlds.

The True Spirit World of Sun Wukong the Great Emperor had been left in the iron pot; with too many resources on him, he had never refined it.

Now that he needed to set up the fate-severing array, he required more high-grade materials—refining Sun Wukong the Great Emperor's True Spirit World was perfect.

Next was the True Spirit World of Star Lord Wu Wudu.

Wu Wudu's True Spirit World was slightly inferior.

As a Star Lord, he should have had plenty of valuable items.

Ding Huan was now a Level Seven Immortal Array King, and had also ascended to the Great Luo Immortal realm.

With just half a day's effort, Ding Huan shattered all the seals within both True Spirit Worlds.

Seeing the contents of Sun Wukong the Great Emperor's True Spirit World, Ding Huan was truly stunned.

No wonder the Great Immortal Realm had no Immortal Spirit Veins—they had all been hoarded by these old bastards.

There were at least two to three hundred Superior Immortal Spirit Veins, and even two Supreme Immortal Spirit Veins.

Outside these, there were over a hundred Immortal Spirit herb gardens.

Most terrifyingly, there were cultivators inside—over a thousand men and women, the strongest among them already at the Luo Tian Immortal realm.

All these people served Sun Wukong the Great Emperor within the True Spirit World—either refining materials or cultivating Immortal Spirit herbs.

This Wang Ba deserved to die a thousand deaths.

Ding Huan did not touch these people; this place was inconvenient—he would release them after finishing here and leaving.

The contents of Wu Wudu's world were far fewer; at least no cultivators were kept there.

A pile of Immortal Crystals and Immortal Spirit Veins, high-grade materials in abundance—plenty for Ding Huan to set up the array.

After organizing the items, Ding Huan began forging array flags and setting up the fate-severing array.

One by one, Ding Huan tossed down array flags; he even used several Supreme Immortal Artifacts as array foundations.

As a Level Seven Immortal Array King, to perfect this fate-severing array, he spent a full half-month—only then did he complete its setup.

The moment the foundation of the severing array closed, Ding Huan clearly felt the flow of fate and boundless Dao patterns into the Divine Clan instantly cease—truly and irrevocably severed.

Divine Clan cultivators would not sense it immediately, but over time, they would inevitably perceive the changes in fate and heavenly laws.

But Ding Huan's work was not done—he still needed to refine the Ascension Tower and use it as the array's core.

Within the Spirit Gathering Array, Ding Huan used the Great Cosmos Art to refine the Ascension Tower.

Previously, it had taken immense effort to break the first seal of the Ascension Tower; now, in just one hour, he broke the second seal.

In only half a month, Ding Huan raised his hand—the Ascension Tower hovered before him, now fully refined.

This Ascension Tower had nine levels, each with distinct Dao patterns.

Clearly, it was a top-tier auxiliary cultivation treasure.

Ding Huan seized the Ascension Tower and walked to the core of the fate-severing Immortal Array, sending the tower forward.

A series of mysterious void array patterns were cast by Ding Huan; the Ascension Tower gradually blurred in the void, then vanished.

As the Ascension Tower vanished, the Qi-Cutting Array showed not a trace.

Under Ding Huan's deliberate arrangement, the celestial court's qi and dao rhythms that had previously flowed away through Shenhe began to slowly return.

This was no longer a severed qi—it was qi gathering once more.

Looking at the array he had completed, Ding Huan was deeply satisfied.

Using the celestial court's qi to nourish the divine race? Never again.

Although the Qi-Cutting Array was only a Level-7 Immortal Array, it consisted of two arrays: a main and a secondary.

The secondary array was formed by array flags, openly severing the qi.

The main array was formed by void array patterns layered atop the secondary array, with a primordial treasure serving as its core to suppress the entire structure.

Unless an opponent's void array mastery surpassed that of a Level-7 Immortal Array King, and their array lineage far outstripped Ding Huan's, they could never break this array.

Theoretically, to locate and dismantle his Qi-Cutting Array, one would need at least a Level-9 Immortal Array Emperor capable of forming void immortal arrays.

Otherwise, it was pure fantasy.

After completing the qi array, Ding Huan moved his cultivation site to the edge of Shenhe.

When he re-established the Spirit-Gathering Immortal Array to cultivate, Ding Huan clearly felt his cultivation speed was faster than outside.

In just half a year, Ding Huan's strength reached Great Immortal Sixth Layer, and it continued to surge wildly.

A year later, Ding Huan's cultivation reached Great Immortal Ninth Layer.

Ding Huan did not continue cultivating; he decided to first assimilate the iron pot, the Mirror of Life and Death, and the Evening Drum before pushing further toward Luo Tian Xian.

A sudden transmission interrupted Ding Huan's seclusion.

The message came from Brother Pingwei: Emperor Xingpan was in trouble, and he urgently needed Ding Huan to reach the Immortal-Beast Battlefield.

This unexpected news altered Ding Huan's plan to breakthrough to Luo Tian Xian.

No matter what had happened, Ding Huan could not stand idly by while Xingpan suffered.

……

When Ding Huan controlled the iron pot to arrive at the Immortal-Beast Battlefield, the entire battlefield was awash in blood qi, with countless immortal-beast beasts and innumerable immortal soldiers locked in brutal combat.

Even Immortal Kings among the human cultivators had plunged into the battlefield.

Only Immortal Emperors had not yet intervened.

But this was clearly temporary—Immortal Emperors joining the fight was merely a matter of time; a single spark would ignite their involvement.

Ding Huan's divine sense landed on the celestial court's side, where Immortal Emperor-level powerhouses numbered no more than ten.

At last, his divine sense spotted Xingpan.

Not only Xingpan—beside him lay Star Lord Ji Zhanbo, Brother Pingwei Luo Yu, Southern Dao Lord Ju Fei, and Commander Zong Xinghu of the Ding Mao Division…

All of them had blackened faces and pale extremities.

Xingpan was the worst: black blood flowed from all seven orifices, and his limbs were as white as paper.

Even Ji Mi and Emperor Jinhe, who still commanded the battlefield, had grayish faces.

Clearly, all of them had been poisoned.

Looking at the human cultivators being slaughtered on the battlefield, nearly nine out of ten died with blackened faces.

The human cultivators still holding out were already at their last breath.

It was evident the celestial court's army would collapse in an instant.

The demonic race was using poison—and not just any poison, but a dao-rhythm poison second only to the Ten-Thousand Poisons Dao?

They already held the upper hand, yet still resorted to poison—utterly without any bottom line.

"Ding Xiandu, retreat immediately! They're using a sea-stench-carried dao-rhythm poison provided by the divine race—take this antidote pill first…"

Seeing Ding Huan land on the battlefield, Emperor Jinhe cried out urgently.

Ding Huan waved his hand and dismissed the iron pot.

The moment he drew the Wheel of Rebirth Spear, over a hundred demonic figures lunged at him.

A faint, elusive aura seeped into his body—it was indeed a dao-rhythm poison.

In Ding Huan's eyes, this sea-stench-carried dao-rhythm poison was simply one word: weak.

Clearly, the celestial court's antidote pills were useless—these human cultivators on the battlefield had clearly taken them, yet still succumbed to the poison.

The Wheel of Rebirth Spear unleashed a storm of spearlight, instantly slaughtering the hundred demonic cultivators, including two Level-5 Immortal-Beast Beasts.

The space around Ding Huan instantly cleared.

One by one, soul-essences were sucked into the Soul-Devouring Realm Ring on his fingers and vanished.

So strong! Far away, Emperor Jinhe watched Ding Huan's dominance with quiet awe.

How long had it been since Ding Huan left? He was already at the late stage of Great Immortal—this cultivation speed…

Add to that his ability to annihilate Level-5 Immortal-Beast Beasts in an instant,

and if Ding Huan ever reached Immortal Emperor level, no one could stand against him. In this situation, he alone could resolve it.

Unfortunately, that day would never come.

In this great battle, the probability of the celestial court being shattered was 99.9%.

Now, not only the demonic race and the demonic clans, but also the divine race and the dragon race were launching all-out attacks on the celestial court.

The fall of the celestial court was imminent.

Watching more Immortal-Beast Beasts rush toward him, Ding Huan chuckled inwardly: Poison?

This ordinary dao-rhythm poison? Pathetic. He didn't even regard the Ten-Thousand Poisons Dao as worthy of notice.

Today, let these unworldly demons and beasts witness what true king-level poison is.