Chapter 528: 527. Chapter 522: The Great Xian Supervisor Who Erased a Sect

527. Chapter 522: The Great Xian Supervisor Who Erased a Sect

In Xiancheng Gujia, the majority of cultivators were from the Gujia Clan.

When they saw the Tian Gu Trading Tower catch fire, they all rushed frantically to extinguish it.

Several others saw Ding Huan walk out unharmed from the tower and immediately launched their treasures at him, without even bothering to ask questions.

Yet before these cultivators could approach within three zhang of Ding Huan, they were bound by his domain and then torn apart by his wind blades.

The remaining cultivators who tried to charge forward halted instantly upon seeing Ding Huan's overwhelming power and turned back toward the Tian Gu Trading Tower to put out the fire.

As soon as they neared the Tian Gu Trading Tower, they were engulfed by the terrifying rule-flame.

This rule-flame seemed to possess sentience, sparing no cultivator who drew near.

Faced with such dreadful flames, they could not even think of extinguishing the fire—any contact with it made the blaze impossible to put out.

The final outcome was only one: being burned to death.

Some cultivators seeking to curry favor with the Gujia Clan were likewise caught by the flames bursting forth as they neared the tower, then burned alive as they rolled in agony.

Once all cultivators realized anyone approaching the Tian Gu Trading Tower would be burned to death, they retreated in panic and dared not attempt to extinguish the fire again.

…

Ding Huan now stood at the outer edge of the Gujia Clan's territory.

The Bone-Clinging, Dao-Eating Poison Rule surged outward; with his divine sense, he locked onto the entire Gujia Clan—no one could escape his poison rule.

"Hahaha…" A loud laugh rang out.

Ding Huan saw several men and women escorting a slightly effeminate man out of the Gujia Clan's main courtyard.

The group was chatting merrily.

Clearly, this effeminate man held high status, warranting such a respectful farewell from a Gujia Clan Immortal King.

Chi Feitao?

Ding Huan thought he had mistaken his eyes—he never expected to see Chi Feitao here.

He had searched for Chi Feitao many times in the Pangu Great World but found no trace, only learning he had vanished, with no one knowing why.

Ding Huan had assumed Chi Feitao had been killed by a demonic clan elder, yet here the man not only lived, but had left the Pangu Great World.

"Ding… Great Xian Supervisor…" Chi Feitao also spotted Ding Huan and froze in place.

After hearing Ding Huan was searching for him, Chi Feitao fled the Pangu Great World to avoid him.

At that time, he bitterly regretted why he had ever provoked Ding Huan instead of choosing someone else to antagonize.

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Even if Ding Huan possessed top-tier treasures, even if he might hail from the Ninth Heaven, Chi Feitao dared not provoke this ancestor.

Later, when he met Monk Qianlou again and spoke with him, they both became certain they had been tricked by Ding Huan, which led them to fight each other desperately.

Unfortunately, neither Monk Qianlou nor Chi Feitao had the courage to seek out Ding Huan for revenge.

He did not know where Monk Qianlou had fled, but to save his life, he had to distance himself from the Pangu Great World.

Yet here, on the Lu Xing Xian Continent far from the Pangu Great World, he still encountered Ding Huan.

"Chi Zongzhu, you've got quite the nerve—abandoning your Yihaigong and coming here to enjoy yourself?" Ding Huan sneered.

He had once schemed against Chi Feitao, but since becoming Great Xian Supervisor, he had never once considered killing him.

Chi Feitao's only value to him lay in one thing: the whereabouts of the Ninth Heaven.

"Great Xian Supervisor…" Chi Feitao felt his throat dry up.

Though Ding Huan's cultivation was inferior to his own, Chi Feitao dared not harbor even a sliver of murderous intent toward him.

Who was Ding Huan?

A man who had poisoned the entire demonic clan and demonic race, and slaughtered every last member of the divine race.

If he had dared even a hint of defiance against Ding Huan, he would never have fled the Pangu Great World.

"Chi Brother, who is this?" A Gujia Clan Immortal King beside Chi Feitao glanced between Ding Huan and Chi Feitao.

He sensed something deeply strange.

Who was Chi Feitao? A powerful cultivator from the Pangu Great World, and the Zongzhu of a great Xian Sect.

He was also an Immortal King at the peak of his realm.

An Immortal King at the peak from the Pangu Great World could sweep aside all beneath Immortal Emperor rank on the Lu Xing Xian Continent.

Not even he, let alone Gujia Clan's patriarch Jia Buqin, would dare treat him with anything less than courtesy.

Why then was Chi Feitao so terrified of Ding Huan, a mere Luotian Xian?

He was certain he had not misread it—Chi Feitao's expression was pure terror.

"This is, this is…"

Sweat beaded on Chi Feitao's forehead.

Ding Huan said nothing, and Chi Feitao dared not reveal his identity.

"Jia Cunxi greets you, Daoist. May I ask your name?" Seeing Chi Feitao unable to answer, the Gujia Clan Immortal King bowed to Ding Huan.

Frankly, he had not taken Ding Huan seriously at all.

From Chi Feitao's expression, he guessed Ding Huan might also be from the Pangu Great World.

So what?

He was merely below Immortal King rank, while Jia Buqin of the Gujia Clan was a late-stage Immortal Emperor.

Even in the Pangu Great World, Jia Buqin held a seat among many Immortal Emperors.

"No need for names. Earlier on the road, your Gujia Clan's airship attacked me. Your Gujia Clan also destroyed my friend's sect, the Xuan Huang Xian Sect. Today, I have come to erase the Gujia Clan…"

As he spoke, Ding Huan's Bone-Clinging, Dao-Eating Poison Rule surged outward with greater ferocity.

"You seek death."

Hearing Ding Huan's arrogance, Jia Cunxi flew into a rage, unleashing his Immortal King domain and launching a treasure to strike Ding Huan.

In his eyes, Ding Huan was merely a lowly Luotian Xian, not worth his calling for help.

Yet even as he remained suspended in the void, he felt his Immortal Qi suddenly cut off, as if severed by an invisible blade.

Immediately, his consciousness began to collapse, his Purple Mansion infiltrated by a subtle Dao rhythm of poison, gradually growing hazy and dim.

Ding Huan punched forward.

The killing intent of this punch coalesced into a fist-shaped beam, directly hurtling toward Jia Cunxi's skull.

Jia Cunxi clearly sensed the killing intent of this punch, knew exactly how to counter it, and could even use it to turn the attack back against Ding Huan.

Yet his movements were utterly beyond the control of his spiritual sense.

Ding Huan's domain locked him in place; even breathing was difficult, let alone fighting back.

Boom!

A burst of blood mist exploded—Jia Cunxi's head shattered into a rainbow of fragments while he still hung in midair.

Thud!

When Jia Cunxi fell to the ground again, he was already a corpse.

The others beside Jia Cunxi were stunned; several Immortal Kings felt the terrifying invasion of the Poison Dao laws.

One mid-stage Immortal King dared not move, instead bowing to Ding Huan:

"Jia Quan of the Ancient Jia Clan greets you, Dao Friend. Our Ancient Jia Clan's Immortal Emperor is absent. If we have offended you, please state your grievance—we are willing to apologize and make amends."

He felt that terrifying Poison Dao rhythm—an awful Poison Dao essence he had never encountered before.

His spiritual sense was severed, his Immortal Qi could not be summoned, his meridians began to blur.

Worse still, his dantian and consciousness showed signs of cracking.

He only hoped the other would fear the Ancient Jia Clan's Immortal Emperor and not press further.

When Ding Huan was still a mid-stage Luotian Immortal, his Poison Dao laws could easily poison Immortal Kings.

Now, at Luotian Xian Level Twelve, the Bone-Clinging Devouring Dao Poison could effortlessly strip all of their ability to resist.

Ding Huan chuckled: "Just now, I was browsing in Tian Gu Trading Tower. Your Ancient Jia Clan tried to seize one of my treasures."

"I was furious, so I burned down Tian Gu Trading Tower—and came here to exterminate the Ancient Jia Clan."

"You'd destroy my Ancient Jia Clan over this?" Jia Quan stared blankly at Ding Huan.

It had always been the Ancient Jia Clan that acted without reason—when had anyone else ever dared to act unjustly toward them?

Chi Feitao sneered inwardly: This trivial matter is enough to wipe out your Ancient Jia Clan? Pfft.

This man even deemed the invasion of the Demon and Monster Clans into the Immortal Court an affront to his cultivation, so he stepped out and slaughtered every last one of them.

Later, the Divine Clan's Heavenly Emperor was nailed to the void and his divine soul burned.

If not for this man's brutality, why would I have fled the Pangu Great Wilderness and wandered to this godforsaken place?

Throughout the entire Pangu Great World, there was one shared understanding.

That Ding Huan, as the Immortal Court's Grand Immortal Inspector, had always remained in seclusion—until the Demon and Monster Clans attacked the Immortal Court and enraged him.

"Chi Dao Friend, let's join forces—this man is utterly unreasonable," Jia Quan said, sensing Ding Huan's intense killing intent, and immediately remembered Chi Feitao beside him.

Chi Feitao came from the Pangu Great World; with the Ancient Jia Clan's Immortal Emperor absent, Chi Feitao was the strongest here.

Standing beside them, Chi Feitao cursed inwardly.

His scalp prickled; cold sweat soaked his robes.

He had not been poisoned yet—he knew it wasn't luck or strength, but because Ding Huan had spared him.

This Bai Chi—clearly Ding Huan hadn't moved against him, yet he still dared to speak up.

Chi Feitao's fury surged—he raised his hand and launched his longsword, which transformed into a blade of light, cleaving Jia Quan's head clean off.

"Wretched thing, how dare you disrespect the Grand Immortal Inspector?"

Though he had killed Jia Quan, Chi Feitao felt even greater dread.

His spiritual sense saw every single cultivator of the Ancient Jia Clan—none escaped—poisoned by Ding Huan's Poison Dao rhythm.

No, not just cultivators—even the Ancient Jia Clan's Immortal familiars, guardian spirit beasts…

Anything alive, not one left alive, all slain by these Poison Dao laws.

Utter annihilation.

Chi Feitao did not know that Jia Buqin had hunted Ding Huan, or that the Ancient Jia Clan had destroyed the Xian Sect and the Immortal Pill Valley—he only feared Ding Huan more.

This was a true clan-erasing Grand Immortal Inspector.

No, this Grand Immortal Inspector didn't just destroy a sect—he wiped out entire races, and not just one.

Chi Feitao shuddered, wondering if his Yihaigong still existed—or if it too had been erased by Ding Huan.

Though the Ancient Jia Clan was numerous, they could not withstand Ding Huan's terrifying Poison Dao laws.

Ding Huan raised his hand and swept away thousands of rings, then reached out again, grasping the void.

Sixteen high-grade Immortal Spirit Veins were ripped from the earth by Ding Huan.

Then a burst of flame landed upon the Ancient Jia Clan's grounds.

In mere moments, the Ancient Jia Clan was engulfed in endless flames.

Distant onlookers stared in shock at the scene.

The Ancient Jia Clan had ruled the Lu Xing Immortal Continent for tens of thousands of years—since Jia Buqin's return, they had been the foremost family on Lu Xing Immortal Continent.

Now, before all eyes, the Ancient Jia Clan was forcibly erased.

Not only were its people slaughtered without mercy, but finally, flames consumed the entire clan.