Chapter 517: 516. Chapter 511: Ambushed

516. Chapter 511: Ambushed

The broken dao vein was tossed by Ding Huan into Grand Void Flame.

Like a star core suddenly exploding, violent celestial qi burst out in an instant.

"Boom!"

Grand Void Flame suddenly erupted in a burst of purple; terrifying flames surged up, and the aura of death flooded over—Ding Huan's face changed instantly.

This terrifying aura, once touched, meant death.

But the flame erupted too fast, engulfing Ding Huan in an instant.

Ding Huan exhaled in relief.

He was unharmed.

Not because he could withstand such terrifying flames, but because Grand Void Flame was his own.

Boom boom boom!

A continuous series of explosions erupted; Ding Huan watched helplessly as the vortices around him began to collapse.

The magma-like flame, as if fully unleashed, expanded wildly after the vortexes of the Gray Sea shattered.

Ding Huan's gaze fell on the parchment scroll at the center of Grand Void Flame.

The scroll had fallen completely still.

Before Ding Huan could examine it further, the scroll cracked open with countless fissures, then vanished entirely within Grand Void Flame.

Though the scroll was destroyed so easily, the violent flames continued to surge wildly.

Ding Huan retracted Grand Void Flame and charged out.

Not long after Ding Huan burst out, the spot where he had stood had become a massive fire-magma vent stretching ten thousand li across.

Even more furious magma erupted from beneath the ground; beneath this terrifying fire-magma, the death aura of the Gray Sea vanished on contact.

Watching the still-expanding fire-magma vent from afar, Ding Huan was internally stunned—this dao vein's power was too terrifying.

The space was filled with qi surpassing the laws of this realm, yet Ding Huan could not cultivate here.

Indeed, the Gray Sea was no place for cultivation.

The fire-magma vent expanded to a full one hundred thousand li across before finally halting.

Only then did Ding Huan realize he was standing in the Gray Sea, completely immune to its death aura.

Indeed, the Immortal Body Ninth Level is impressive.

He could feel wave after wave of death aura that could erase existence brushing over his body—yet they could not touch him.

Ding Huan greatly enjoyed this feeling.

Not just him—even an Immortal Emperor in the Gray Sea could not be as calm and composed as he was.

This had some relation to cultivation level, but more importantly, it was due to his formidable physical body.

He could return to the Grand Immortal Realm now.

Ding Huan unconsciously glanced at the Soul-Eating World Ring on his finger; he was astonished to find that the ring's indicator for the weakest point of the realm was precisely where he stood.

Of course—how powerful had the dao vein's eruption been just now?

It could certainly tear through a realm.

He had merely been too eager to retreat after the rift opened and hadn't noticed.

Should he try?

Ding Huan hesitated, then decided to give it a shot.

After all, he had no intention of leaving—just wanted to blast open this place and see.

If he could shatter this realm, he would know how to leave it next time.

If he couldn't shatter it, he'd need to craft some rift-piercing array discs for next time.

He summoned the Wheel of Rebirth Spear, unleashing a storm of spearlight that slammed forward.

Boom!

The previously empty space suddenly opened a black hole; waves of spatial blade-matter surged toward him.

After wandering through the void for so long, how could Ding Huan not know this was the void?

Ding Huan rejoiced—indeed, as long as he found the weakest point of the realm, a single spear thrust could tear it open.

But the power unleashed by the dao vein just now was simply too overwhelming—it had even torn open this space.

So breaking the realm's barrier again was easier; after all, it had already been shattered and hadn't yet recovered.

In the future, without a dao vein, even if the Soul-Eating World Ring pinpointed the realm's weakest point, tearing open a realm's space so easily would not be so simple.

Just as Ding Huan thought this, a vast aura swept over him, snatching him up and hurling him toward the newly torn void rift.

Ding Huan was shocked—he had no intention of leaving the Pangu Great World now.

He still had many things to do here: besides visiting the Chaos Zone, he needed to find Chi Feitao of the Mind Sea Palace.

That old rascal claimed to know the nine layers of Heaven—this information couldn't be missed.

Even if he were to leave the Pangu Great World, he couldn't just choose any place to depart from.

Fortunately, Ding Huan was now at Immortal Body Ninth Level and Peak Fifth Layer of Luotian Immortal—though this sudden void vortex's pull caught him off guard, he could still barely control his body.

Breaking free from the vortex's pull of the void rift, watching the rift he had torn with his spear slowly seal shut, Ding Huan exhaled in relief.

He was just about to summon the Cosmic Cauldron when a silent, deadly aura struck him from behind.

A chill surged through Ding Huan's heart; he twisted his waist with all his strength—but still, a blade of light carved a bloody gash across him.

Had he not been Immortal Body Ninth Level, this sword strike would have pierced straight through his body and shattered his dantian. Ding Huan's spiritual sense had barely swept out when he saw a man standing atop a massive iron scale, his long sword conjuring a blade of dozens of zhang, slashing again toward Ding Huan's neck.

The iron scale beneath his feet moved as if alive.

The man's face blazed with furious rage; anyone seeing it might think Ding Huan had just launched a sneak attack.

Ding Huan was furious. This guy was clearly an Immortal King, yet he had the shamelessness to launch a sneak attack on him, a Luotian Immortal.

Not only did he sneak-attack him, the sword strike just now also contained deadly poison.

Using poison against him — heh, this guy really picked the right person.

If the other party wanted to kill him, naturally he would kill back. The Samsara Spear swept up a sky-filling curtain of spear shadows that enveloped the opponent.

The bastard who had sneak-attacked him was at most an early-stage Immortal King, and his aura was still unstable — clearly drawn over by something.

Having gone through so many things, Ding Huan only needed one turn of thought to understand exactly what was going on.

He was certain this guy was Shi Li, who had been hiding in the Myriad Void Swamp — this shameless thing had seized Fu Yuxing's body, then killed his own master, wiped out his own sect, and violated his own dao companion…

This was a rotten-to-the-core piece of work.

The reason Shi Li had appeared here was absolutely because of the Dao Vein.

The Dao Vein had been blown up by him, and Shi Li had sensed its aura. The fury when he had charged over to launch his sneak attack — anyone who didn't know better would think that Dao Vein belonged to him, Shi Li.

The Dao Vein was Shi Li's?

Now that Ding Huan had thought it through completely, perhaps in Shi Li's eyes, that Dao Vein really did belong to him, Shi Li.

Rong Xiyu had thought the Dao Vein left behind by her father was known to no one.

But in Ding Huan's view, given the gap in intelligence between Rong Xiyu and Shi Li, it was almost impossible to keep it hidden from Shi Li.

So Shi Li had long known of the Dao Vein's existence.

Shi Li even knew that Rong Xiyu hadn't died, but was hiding in the Thirty-Three Dao.

Knowing of the Dao Vein's existence, Shi Li still hadn't taken it away — there was only one reason.

And that was, Shi Li had no ability to take the Dao Vein.

This didn't mean Shi Li couldn't break through the Dao Vein's concealment prohibitions, but rather that Shi Li had no treasure capable of hiding the Dao Vein.

Shi Li had killed the old sect master, and part of the reason might well have been the Dao Vein.

Because he had to seize the Heaven and Earth Scale.

The Heaven and Earth Scale was absolutely a top-tier treasure — if a spatial treasure existed, the Heaven and Earth Scale could conceal the aura of the Dao Vein.

The difficulty lay in the fact that the Heaven and Earth Scale was not so easy to refine. An ordinary Immortal King would need at least several hundred years to refine it.

But not everyone could be like Ding Huan, possessing the Grand Cosmos Art and the Sea of Consciousness Grand Dao Cosmos.

Ding Huan's Sea of Consciousness Grand Dao Cosmos had fused myriad laws, and these myriad laws, working together with the Grand Cosmos Art, were what had allowed him to refine the Cosmos Cauldron and the Evening Drum.

Even so, Ding Huan had spent several decades refining them on and off.

"Boom!" The spear curtain of the Samsara Spear slammed into the opponent's sword light. The sword light shattered, and at the same instant Shi Li's domain cracked apart inch by inch.

Shi Li was greatly shocked. He had been certain Ding Huan hadn't reached Immortal King, so his sneak attack would succeed one hundred percent.

Yet not only had his sneak attack failed, but after this exchange, it was his own domain that had shattered and his sword light that had collapsed.

He actually wasn't this opponent's match?

How could that be?

The other side was clearly just a Luotian Immortal? A Luotian Immortal could stand against him, an Immortal King?

He was indeed an early-stage Immortal King, but he was no ordinary early-stage Immortal King — this was his second time stepping into the Immortal King realm, and his Grand Dao rhythm was incomparably condensed.

The moment he thought of this, Ding Huan's violent Star Sky domain blasted outward. The tip of the Samsara Spear exploded, and wave after wave of death aura was swept in by Ding Huan's Samsara Spear.

This was the Ash Sea — everywhere in the Ash Sea was saturated with the rhythm of death.

The death aura swept up by this spear instantly took shape.

Let alone Shi Li, who had just stepped into the Immortal King realm — even a late-stage Immortal King would have to avoid its edge.

Shi Li's scalp went numb. He had a premonition: if he didn't flee quickly, once the opponent's domain completely locked onto him, he would be on a dead-end path.

Back in the day, he had been able to escape from the hands of numerous Immortal Kings precisely by relying on this keen intuition.

Regret could wait — right now, get out of here fast.

Shi Li stepped onto his treasure and madly turned, charging toward the realm-space rift that had not yet fully closed.

"Puh!"

A spray of blood light exploded. Shi Li's back was torn open by the spear light of the Samsara Spear, and fresh blood scattered.

But he had already charged to the location of the realm rift.

How could Ding Huan let this guy go.

Setting aside the fact that this guy had just sneak-attacked him, just looking at the Heaven and Earth Scale beneath this guy's feet, Ding Huan wouldn't miss this chance.

A treasure like this — no one would ever complain of having too many.

The moment Ding Huan had just chased to the location of the realm rift, he was swept away by a violent void vortex.

This time Ding Huan didn't resist. He kept his eyes locked on Shi Li — without killing Shi Li, he absolutely would not turn back.