Chapter 522

521. Chapter 516: None of the Magical Artifacts Can Be Summoned

Emperor Xingpan, Emperor Jinhe, Emperor Pingwei, three Dao Lords, six Star Lords, three Commanders…

To put it plainly, before Jia Buqin arrived at the Heavenly God City, over twenty Immortal Emperors had already arrived, including seven Late-stage Immortal Emperors and three Peak-stage Immortal Emperors.

When Jia Buqin first arrived outside the Heavenly God City, he saw Feng Huan still barely alive—he didn't recognize Feng Huan, but watching the law flame scorching the primordial soul, he felt his heart tremble and his flesh shudder.

That's too brutal.

He himself was an Immortal Emperor, yet a single law flame scorching a primordial soul made him feel a faint unease, because he vaguely sensed the one whose primordial soul was being burned was no weaker than him.

Although he knew deep down that as a Late-stage Immortal Emperor with many friends here, he had nothing to fear.

But his gaze fell upon the empty Heavenly God City, and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

Yet he soon spotted Emperor Xingpan and the others.

He immediately laughed and stepped forward: "Emperor Jinhe, Emperor Pingwei, Brother Pei, Brother Bei, Brother Ju… I came here secretly, never expecting to disturb all of you."

"For you all to come here, I am truly terrified. After this matter is settled, I must pay my respects to Emperor Wushang…"

He didn't recognize Xingpan, and in his view, so many Immortal Emperors arriving together could only mean they had come to welcome him.

Back when he ascended to Late-stage Immortal Emperor in the Pangu Great World, he had made many close friends.

That was one of his sources of confidence: he had many friends in the Pangu Great World.

After greeting them, he suddenly realized this place belonged to the Divine Clan.

Why hadn't the Divine Clan's Heavenly Emperors or other powerful figures come? Why were only the Immortal Court's Immortal Emperors here?

Jia Buqin seemed to recall something—he suddenly looked up at the dried bark hanging in the void, which looked strangely like Feng Huan.

Jia Buqin involuntarily shuddered—he now knew for certain: that was Feng Huan.

A chill rose from his soles, and his scalp prickled with numbness.

Although many here were friends he knew, he knew well he didn't have enough prestige to draw so many Dao Lords and Star Lords to welcome him.

"Are you hunting my human Immortal Court's Grand Immortal Supervisor?" Xingpan's voice was icy; his Peak-stage Immortal Emperor domain had already sealed off this space.

Jia Buqin finally confirmed his unease—these people hadn't come to welcome him; they had come to hold him accountable.

Not only Xingpan, but everyone he knew or didn't know extended their domains, trapping him in the center.

"Gentlemen, is there some misunderstanding?"

Jia Buqin forced down his shock and tried to soften his tone.

"Misunderstanding? You hunted my Immortal Court's Grand Immortal Supervisor all the way into the Pangu Great World—and you dare call it a misunderstanding?"

"Impressive, Jia Buqin. Do you think reaching Late-stage Immortal Emperor means you can crush the entire universe?" This time it was Emperor Jinhe speaking.

Jia Buqin instinctively swept his spiritual sense around, his intense unease driving him to search for an escape route.

Clearly, surrounded by over twenty Immortal Emperors, he had zero chance of fleeing.

Emperor Jinhe was famously smooth-talking; if he was speaking like this now, there was no room for negotiation whatsoever.

"May I ask, how should I address this friend?" Jia Buqin bowed to Xingpan, speaking with extreme politeness.

Before Xingpan could speak, Emperor Pingwei coldly said: "This is Emperor Xingpan, our human Immortal Court's Heavenly Emperor. Are your eyes broken? You don't even recognize a human Heavenly Emperor?"

These words struck Jia Buqin's mind like a thunderclap.

Has the human race changed its Heavenly Emperor?

The reason he had dared to appear so brazenly at the entrance of the Pangu Void Gate was because he was a Late-stage Immortal Emperor, and all his friends in the Pangu Great World were Immortal Emperor-level powerhouses.

The Pangu Great World's various races were complex and tangled; for an outsider like him, every race was eager to befriend him.

Moreover, Emperor Wushang of the human race, Emperor Pengxue of the demonic race—they were all close friends of his.

So he didn't even need to worry about capturing a Luo Tian Xian—even capturing several Immortal Kings would draw no attention.

The scene before him was completely unlike what he had expected.

No respect, no help—none of it.

Only himself, surrounded by over twenty Immortal Emperors, each radiating intense killing intent.

"Gentlemen, I came here primarily to capture one of my household servants—he stole my belongings, so I chased him here. I never intended to harm your human Grand Immortal Supervisor; even if you gave me ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare."

Jia Buqin hastily explained.

He only hoped this was a mistake—no, it must be a mistake.

A human Grand Immortal Supervisor was a figure at the very peak.

Although Heavenly Emperors nominally held authority over Grand Immortal Supervisors, in truth, Grand Immortal Supervisors commanded the entire army of cultivators, and even Heavenly Emperors had to tread carefully.

The one he intended to capture was merely a Luo Tian Xian—he was certain he hadn't mistaken him.

How could a Luo Tian Xian possibly be a human Grand Immortal Supervisor?

"Heh, we're not foolish enough to confuse something like this." Qi Fangfeng let out a cold laugh—he absolutely didn't believe his son could make such a mistake.

Jia Buqin's tone grew even softer: "Gentlemen, I've cultivated in the Pangu Great World for hundreds of thousands of years—it's practically my homeland. How could I possibly harm a human Grand Immortal Supervisor?"

"My servant is merely a Luo Tian Xian."

Xingpan stepped forward, his Peak-stage Immortal Emperor aura fully locking Jia Buqin in place.

Jia Buqin's heart burned with fury, but he dared not resist—here, if he moved, he'd die instantly.

"Jia Buqin, you're referring to Brother Ding Huan, aren't you?" Emperor Xingpan raised his hand and projected Ding Huan's image.

Seeing the spiritual trace image displayed by Emperor Xingpan, Jia Buqin was struck as if by lightning.

He realized this time, he was truly finished.

The Heavenly Emperor called him brother—and he was the human Grand Immortal Supervisor.

Yet he had no way to defend himself—he had already carved Ding Huan's image into the Void Plaza himself.

Emperor Xingpan's voice grew even colder: "Jia Buqin, when my brother Ding Huan became human Grand Immortal Supervisor, he was still a Da Luo Xian. What's so remarkable about a Luo Tian Xian now?"

"Look at Feng Huan of the Divine Clan—he dared to touch my brother Ding Huan, so my brother personally nailed him here for over a hundred years, and the entire Divine Clan was slaughtered to the last. You, Jia Buqin, have balls of steel—daring to lay a hand on my brother Ding Huan."

You don't seriously fancy my brother Ding Huan's pot, do you? A mere Immortal Emperor dares to covet my brother Ding Huan's treasure? Seize him.

Anger my brother Ding Huan, and don't think we won't go to your Lu Star Immortal Continent and wipe your entire family clean.

Jia Buqin was utterly stunned.

The next instant, a barrage of Immortal Emperor domains slammed toward him.

Simultaneously, over twenty Immortal Emperors' domains crashed down; Jia Buqin's own Immortal Emperor domain couldn't even extend.

Jia Buqin knew full well that if he didn't fight to the death today, he wouldn't escape alive.

But he had burned his essence blood chasing Ding Huan for so long, and his vital energy hadn't fully recovered.

Now facing such a swarm of Immortal Emperors attacking him, Jia Buqin had barely summoned his treasure when Brother Pingwei Emperor slashed through his soles with a single sword.

Then, over a dozen other Immortal Emperors' treasures slammed in.

Jia Buqin's Immortal Qi couldn't control his treasure; his body became like a sieve, spraying misty blood.

"My fellow cultivators, this is my fault—I didn't know he was the Great Immortal Inspector of the Human Race…"

Jia Buqin desperately begged for mercy; he regretted it. He had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years in the Pangu Great World, rising from Early Immortal Emperor to Late Immortal Emperor.

He was considered a genius, yet now he was about to perish again in the Pangu Great World.

Who could have imagined that a Luo Tian Xian would be the Great Immortal Inspector of the Human Race of the Pangu Great World? Had he known, even if he'd wanted to act, he never would've come here.

Unfortunately, he held out for only a dozen breaths before his protective Immortal Qi collapsed, and his body was split in two by Emperor Jinhe's Measure of Heaven.

"Boom!" Xing Pan, furious that Jia Buqin had dared to chase his brother, brought down his massive Xing Tian Hammer, reducing Jia Buqin to dust and fragments.

"This guy's pathetic—I didn't even get a chance to move." Southern Daojun Ju Fei spat.

Not only did he not get a chance to move—at least seven or eight Immortal Emperors hadn't even summoned their treasures yet.

It was simply that, under the stacked suppression of so many powerful domains, Jia Buqin had no capacity to resist.

The fact that he managed to summon his treasure was already impressive.

Xing Pan looked at Jia Buqin, now reduced to pulp by his Xing Tian Hammer, and muttered grumpily: "Too easy on this guy."

Indeed, it was too easy on Jia Buqin—under Xing Pan's Xing Tian Hammer, both his physical body and Primordial Spirit were shattered into fragments.

"The Great Immortal Inspector has left the Pangu Great World, huh… damn, I didn't even notice." Qi Fangfeng sighed regretfully.

Since the battle that wiped out the Divine Clan, he had truly admired Ding Huan.

He had long wished to seek out Ding Huan for a deep Dao discussion, but never found the chance.

"He probably didn't leave through the Void Array Gate—more likely through the Gray Sea," Brother Pingwei also sighed.

He, too, longed to sit with Ding Huan and talk at length, yet had never had the opportunity.

…

When Ding Huan reached the tenth layer of Luo Tian Xian, the monitoring array of his iron pot sent a message: a vessel with life signs had passed by.

Ding Huan immediately ended his meditation and rushed out.

Sure enough, at the edge of his spiritual sense, a vessel was drifting farther away.

That vessel must have seen his iron pot and, afraid to approach, accelerated to flee.

In the Void, who but a formidable cultivator would dare to train so brazenly using a top-grade Immortal Spirit vein?

Ding Huan guided his Cosmic Pot to swiftly follow, feeling he should raise a beast companion or forge an Immortal Puppet.

Otherwise, relying solely on the monitoring Immortal Array was too delayed and couldn't respond in time.

Thinking of forging an Immortal Puppet, Ding Huan recalled a jade slip from the Feng Huan True Spirit World, detailing the method of crafting Immortal Puppets.

Though the vessel ahead moved fast, no matter how fast, it couldn't outrun Ding Huan's iron pot.

In less than half an incense stick's time, the iron pot intercepted the vessel.

The vessel was a top-grade Immortal Artifact—its quality was decent.

Its outer protective array was only a Level Five Immortal Array; Ding Huan's spiritual sense swept over it and clearly saw two figures standing at the front.

One was a young man with a little girl.