Chapter 512: How Ruthless Is the Great Immortal Inspector?

"Great Immortal Inspector, we haven't come too late." As Ding Huan led hundreds of thousands of troops into the Divine Clan's territory, the voice of Emperor Brother Xingpan arrived in time.

Clearly, they had arrived via teleportation talismans; had they traveled like Ding Huan, aboard flying magical artifacts, it would have taken months.

"Capture the Divine Clan's Heavenly Emperor, Feng Huan." Ding Huan spoke only these words, then unleashed a sky-filling torrent of Fugu Shidao Poison.

The Divine Clan's army, long stationed at the border between Divine and Human realms, stood frozen as the Human army launched a full-scale assault.

The Human army had been here for over half a month without any sign of full-scale attack—what was going on?

But the next instant, the sky-filling Fugu Shidao Dao-rhythm swept over them; the Immortal Court's forces simply crushed forward under Ding Huan's lead.

Occasionally, a few Divine Clan Immortal Emperors tried to resist, but they were swiftly slain under the assaults of Brother Xingpan and the Star Lords—Qi Fangfeng, commander of this army, never even got a chance to move.

Compared to the Great Immortal Domain, the Divine Clan's territory was far too small.

In his frenzy, Ding Huan unleashed Fugu Shidao and the Ten Thousand Poisons Dao-law without restraint, truly fulfilling his earlier words: not even a single chicken or ant remained.

Feng Huan only learned of the Immortal Court's full-scale assault when he had just returned to Tianshen City.

Under Ding Huan's Poison Dao-law, there were no survivors—he received not a single scrap of news.

Only when the deaths in Tianshen City mounted until corpses piled up at the Divine Temple did he finally realize what had happened.

The Great Immortal Inspector of the Immortal Court, Ding Huan, had arrived.

Feng Huan suddenly felt a chill at the back of his heart; his entire body froze. How could it be so fast?

Ding Huan arrived first outside Tianshen City; when he saw Qi Qi Xinyue nailed to the city's outer wall, he spat a jet of blood from his mouth, then his body blurred into a shadow and shot toward the city's perimeter.

He raised his hand and tore open the sealing formation, pulling Qi Qi Xinyue tightly into his arms.

At that moment, Ding Huan felt as if his entire being were submerged in absolute freezing cold, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Younger Brother Ding Huan, Feng Huan has emerged." Sensing Ding Huan's distress, Brother Xingpan called out from afar.

Ding Huan spat another jet of blood, his face terrifyingly pale.

"Boom!" Ni Daowu, who had also tried to lower his sister, was repelled by the sealing formation and fell back.

Ding Huan swept his hand, and the sealing formation binding Ni Ni Ni Yuelu's body dissolved; she fell into Ni Daowu's arms, and Ni Daowu burst into loud sobs.

"Great Immortal Inspector, our Divine Clan did not wish to wage war—not because we fear your Immortal Court. You have no trace of racial morality; you bring your army to Tianshen City and slaughter us—do you not fear karmic retribution…?"

When Feng Huan saw Ding Huan holding Qi Qi Xinyue, his heart lurched.

How could Ding Huan possibly know about this?

But then he saw Ni Daowu sobbing while clutching Ni Ni Ni Yuelu, and his fury surged—he finally understood one truth: vengeance is the root of all evil.

Yet the words he spoke meant nothing to Ding Huan—not even worth a fart, let alone a reply.

Ding Huan raised his hand, gathered a pile of Immortal Jade, and within moments forged an Immortal Coffin, placing Qi Qi Xinyue inside, then sealed it with formations and sent it into his own Cosmic Cauldron.

"Great Immortal Inspector…" Pei Pei Yishui, the Northern Dao Lord, stepped forward, concerned.

He sensed Ding Huan's emotions were severely disrupted, for the Fugu Shidao Poison and Ten Thousand Poisons Dao-law had weakened here.

He feared Ding Huan's Dao would fall into chaos—that would be disastrous.

Ding Huan drew a deep breath; his Poison Dao-rhythm surged again, then he turned to the Immortal Emperors behind him and said: "When I charge, help me capture Feng Huan alive."

The cultivators of Tianshen City began to collapse—first a few, then dozens, then entire swaths fell.

Beyond Immortal Emperors, even Immortal Kings had no resistance against this Fugu Shidao Poison.

"Our Divine Clan cultivators—the Immortal Court is too cruel! We must…"

Feng Huan knew any further words were useless; better to fight to the death.

His words were cut short mid-sentence as those around him kept falling—Ding Huan's Poison Dao-law was too powerful.

Aside from a few veteran Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors, none could withstand Ding Huan's Poison Dao-law.

Feng Huan felt his body trembling uncontrollably; he could not even block the waves of Poison Dao-rhythm crashing into his soul sea.

"Great Immortal Inspector, our Divine Clan surrenders! We submit to whatever punishment the Immortal Court deems fit…" Feng Huan screamed, hysterical.

He dared not gamble anymore; if he held out, the Divine Clan would vanish entirely from the Pangu Great World.

And the Pangu Great World was one of the Origin Realms—if the Divine Clan perished here, they would slowly fade into oblivion across the vast cosmos.

"Kill!" Ding Huan seized the Wheel of Rebirth Spear; its tip unleashed a sky-filling killing intent as it charged toward Tianshen City.

To Ding Huan, a Level Nine Immortal Array Master, Tianshen City's protective array was mere decoration.

With the Great Immortal Inspector charging forward, the Immortal Court's troops surged after him.

Who would let the Great Immortal Inspector lead the charge first?

Feng Huan's eyes turned blood-red; he charged toward Ding Huan alongside Suo Xi and several Divine Officials and Divine Lords.

With an air of utter disregard for death.

Ding Huan's Dao-rhythm flowed, his Poison Dao-law spreading wildly, swiftly infiltrating the domains of several Divine Clan Immortal Emperors.

Because Ding Huan had ordered it—and Feng Huan was still the Divine Clan's Heavenly Emperor.

Almost the moment the two sides clashed, Feng Huan was surrounded by Brother Xingpan and several others.

As he felt his domain utterly unable to resist the overwhelming pressure of so many Immortal Emperor domains, a thunderous boom echoed in his soul sea—Ding Huan's Huanghua Killing Technique shattered Feng Huan's divine perception domain.

Feng Huan spat a jet of essence-blood from his mouth.

He had barely blocked Ding Huan's Fugu Shidao Poison when Brother Xingpan's domain sealed him completely.

"Slap!" Qi Fangfeng rushed forward and delivered a massive slap across Feng Huan's face.

Had the Great Immortal Inspector not demanded a live capture, that palm would have blown Feng Huan's head clean off.

Feng Huan's face instantly became a bloody pulp; over a dozen teeth flew out.

"Brother Xingpan! A scholar may be killed but not humiliated—I am still the Divine Clan's Heavenly Emperor!" Feng Huan roared.

He knew he had no chance of survival today; he sought to self-destruct and gain a chance at reincarnation.

But under the domain locks of so many Immortal Emperors, he had no opportunity to self-destruct.

Ding Huan stepped before him and slapped him again—on the other side of his face.

"You dare insult me…" Feng Huan's eyes split with rage.

The next moment, Ding Huan had locked down his Purple Mansion.

"Leave the rest to me." Ding Huan signaled the other Immortal Emperors to step aside.

Without Ding Huan needing to say it, several Immortal Emperors, including Brother Xingpan, had already stepped aside.

At this moment, apart from Suoxi, who was still struggling, and Feng Huan in Ding Huan's grasp, there was not a single living person left in Heaven God City.

"Ding Xiandu, I am, after all, a Heavenly Emperor. Please allow me to end my own life." Feng Huan struggled to control his fury and slowed his tone.

At this moment, he was held by the throat by Ding Huan, suspended in the void, just like a little chick.

From the moment he could remember, he had been the proudest of the God Race.

The strongest talent, the strongest cultivation resources, the strongest authority…

Wherever he, Feng Huan, appeared, he was the heavens, he was everything; all others were beneath his feet.

But now, he was held by the throat and lifted up, stripped of all dignity, unable even to die.

"Commander Qi, lead the Immortal Court's cultivator army and slaughter everything of the God Race to the last, leave no one alive." Ding Huan looked at Qi Fangfeng, who stood not far away awaiting orders, and said.

"Yes, please rest assured, Great Xiandu. I guarantee the God Race will be cut down to the last, not a single ant left." Qi Fangfeng answered without the slightest hesitation.

"Ding Huan, you will bear a great karmic burden, and in the end you will not die a good death…" Feng Huan's eyes were crimson red, bloody tears streaming down.

He was proud, because he was a Heavenly Emperor.

Now the God Race under his rule was about to be slaughtered clean, his pride trampled underfoot and ground again and again.

Ding Huan raised his hand and set up a Void-Locking Grand Array in the void. His current strength was limited; he could not yet pin a person in the void out of thin air.

So he had to set up a grand array to do it.

Once the grand array was set up, Ding Huan pinned Feng Huan in the void.

Feng Huan's hands and feet were all spread apart; Ding Huan used a total of five Soul-Nailing Needles to bind him.

"Ding Huan, my God Race's ancestor will surely tear you into ten thousand pieces…"

In Feng Huan's view, this was the ultimate humiliation of his life.

Unfortunately, he was wrong; he could never have imagined that this was merely the beginning of his humiliation.

The next moment, every piece of clothing on his body was swept away by Ding Huan's law flame.

Seeing himself pinned naked in the void, at this moment Feng Huan's fury made every inch of his soul tremble.

Has he gone mad? Has this Ding Huan gone mad?

He is a Heavenly Emperor, the Heavenly Emperor of the God Race — who would dare insult the God Race's Heavenly Emperor like this?

But looking at Ding Huan's icy eyes, he knew Ding Huan had not gone mad — this was revenge.

At last he was afraid, and at last he regretted.

"Ding Huan, Great Xiandu, I beg you, give me a quick end…" Feng Huan's pride was at last trampled under his own feet.

And this was still not the end. Ding Huan set up a Heaven-Filth Immortal Array above his head, and every trace of filth in this stretch of heaven and earth poured down onto the crown of his head.

Moreover, it came in an unending stream, never ceasing.

If this went on, even if he could reincarnate, and his luck was good, he would still be reborn into the animal path — most likely as a maggot, or even worse.

Feng Huan's eyes were filled with terror.

When he saw a ball of law flame rise beneath his feet, what filled his eyes was no longer terror, but terror and despair.

He would rather have his soul utterly destroyed than continue like this.

When that law flame began to sear his divine soul, he completely broke down.

A shrill scream rang out in the void — this searing of the divine soul was a pain that even an Immortal Emperor could not endure.

At this moment, everyone could see the God Race's Heavenly Emperor pinned naked in the void, filth from a great array pouring down on his head, law flame searing his soul beneath his feet.

His dantian's meridians had long since shattered, his Purple Mansion had long since collapsed, his flesh and bones were nothing but a heap of rotten mud, barely holding the shape of a human, while his divine soul was being continuously seared by the law flame.

The Immortal Court cultivators watching from afar all trembled within. Previously, when the Great Xiandu annihilated the Demon Race and the Devil Race, they had thought the Great Xiandu was already ruthless enough.

Now they truly understood just how ruthless the Immortal Court's Great Xiandu was.

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