Chapter 533

532. Chapter 527: Is this all you have?

"If you think it's good, that's enough." Ding Huan patted Cang Diyi on the shoulder, acknowledging his choice.

Qi Ning finally came to her senses and hurriedly said: "Huan-ge, congratulations on reaching Immortal King—your cultivation has risen another level."

"Haha, thank you."

After thanking her, Ding Huan noticed Cang Diyi had not rebuilt the Xuan Huang Xian Sect—he seemed merely to be waiting here for him. He asked curiously: "Diyi, why haven't you rebuilt the Xuan Huang Xian Sect?"

Cang Diyi returned the pile of rings to Ding Huan:

"Huan-ge, I plan to travel with you. The Xuan Huang Xian Sect has no one left—whether I rebuild it or not means nothing."

In Cang Diyi's heart, even if he were to rebuild the Xuan Huang Xian Sect, it wasn't now—at least not until he had the strength to stand firm on Lu Xing Xian Lu.

"Take the rings back. Your cultivation is too low. Without cultivation resources, you can't progress. These rings contain the resources you'll need for your future training."

Ding Huan did not take the rings—he had more cultivation resources than he could count.

Qi Ning looked at the pile of rings before Cang Diyi and felt a deep sigh.

Traveling with the Heavenly Court's Grand Immortal Supervisor really is different—this much cultivation resource, given all at once in rings.

Cang Diyi had come to understand Ding Huan's character somewhat—he knew Ding Huan wasn't the type to feign kindness; if he said he gave it, he meant it, so there was no need to refuse further.

Once Cang Diyi had put away the rings, Ding Huan remembered the task he had given Chi Feitao.

That guy left nearly half a month ago—why hasn't he sent any word?

Ding Huan didn't think Chi Feitao would flee secretly—he had made clear he wouldn't kill Chi Feitao, so there was no reason for him to run.

He sent Chi Feitao a message outright—no reply came back.

Ding Huan frowned slightly—this wasn't normal.

"I'm going to the Jin family. You all wait here." Ding Huan decided to go see for himself.

"Huan-ge, I'll go with you." Cang Diyi said at once.

"I'll take Xi Yun along too." Qi Ning's heart was thrumming with excitement.

One reason: she wanted to see how Ding Huan dealt with the Jin clan's Immortal Emperor.

Another reason: being with Ding Huan—even if he did nothing—once word spread, her status as a chamber of commerce elder would rise dramatically.

Simply being seen alongside the Grand Immortal Supervisor of the Pangu Great World was enough of a halo.

If the Ten Thousand Worlds Merchant Association entrusted her with managing business in the Pangu Great World, how could she possibly fail to reach the Immortal Emperor realm?

She had been stuck at the late stage of Immortal King for countless years—not from lack of resources, nor lack of talent.

What she lacked was simply a place where the celestial laws could grant her advancement to Immortal Emperor—and the Pangu Great World was exactly such a place.

Ding Huan summoned the Cosmic Cauldron: "If that's the case, then let's go together."

Since Cang Diyi had no intention of rebuilding the sect, there was no reason to stay here.

After Qi Ning and the others boarded the Cosmic Cauldron, Ding Huan extracted all the remaining high-grade Immortal Spirit Veins that had not been fully cultivated.

Qi Ning sighed inwardly—cultivation resources like dozens of high-grade Immortal Spirit Veins implanted at once? Even the Merchant Association's Alliance Master didn't have such conditions.

From the Xuan Huang Xian Sect to the Jin clan, even a high-grade flying Immortal artifact would take several days.

Seeing Ding Huan stop just under an hour outside the Jin clan, Qi Ning's eyelids twitched repeatedly.

Indeed, a primordial treasure—back then, they had truly not misjudged it.

Ding Huan retracted the Cosmic Cauldron, his expression darkening.

The moment he arrived, he sensed his token had been destroyed—the faint trace of Dao resonance still lingered.

The token being destroyed here meant Chi Feitao had come here.

"Fall back." Ding Huan gestured to Qi Ning and the others.

Qi Ning quickly pulled Cang Diyi and Xue Xiyun back as Ding Huan's divine sense ruthlessly tore through every barrier, sweeping across the entire Jin clan.

He was a Level Nine Immortal Array Emperor—the Jin clan's protective arrays and barriers were nothing but trash in Ding Huan's eyes.

Sure enough, he spotted Chi Feitao in a water dungeon.

Chi Feitao lay half-dead, chained in a corner of the dungeon, his rings long stripped away, his dantian and soul sea severely damaged.

Ding Huan was speechless—what kind of Immortal Continent was this?

He had only asked Chi Feitao to obtain a Void Location Sphere—if you refused, fine—but why lock him up?

Given Chi Feitao's nature, he would never forcibly demand something from a clan with an Immortal Emperor—he'd simply return and report back.

Was this arrogance? Or did they think having one Immortal Emperor gave them license to act without restraint?

Jin Xingzhi, who was directing a dozen Jin clan Array Masters in setting up array flags, immediately sensed Ding Huan's divine sense.

This divine sense had brazenly stormed into the Jin clan and casually shredded its barriers—not mere insult, but a hundredfold worse.

As the Jin clan's patriarch, Jin Xingzhi cared most about the family's dignity and face.

Upon sensing someone trampling on the Jin clan's honor, he stormed out immediately.

Jin Zongxiong, the Jin clan's patriarch, rushed out alongside a group of elders and disciples, following the patriarch.

"Patriarch, it's him…" Jin Zongxiong's heart leapt as he spotted Ding Huan standing at the gate, calling out urgently.

He was already resentful that the patriarch had acted without regard for consequences.

Jin Xingzhi ignored Jin Zongxiong—he wasn't blind.

He had seen Ding Huan's image—he recognized the man standing before the Jin clan as the one who had destroyed the Gu Jia family.

"State your name." Jin Xingzhi's Immortal Emperor domain locked onto Ding Huan—even encompassing Qi Ning and the others at a distance.

In his eyes, Ding Huan's strength couldn't possibly reach Immortal Emperor, so he paid him no mind.

"Why did you capture Chi Feitao?" Ding Huan asked, ignoring Jin Xingzhi's words.

His domain slowly extended outward—the Fugu Shidao poison had already blanketed the entire area, spreading with his domain.

To be honest, if Ding Huan hadn't intended to exterminate them utterly, he truly wouldn't have resorted to poison against this early-stage Immortal Emperor.

As the Grand Commander of the Immortal Court, Ding Huan had seen more Immortal Emperors than he could count.

Early-stage Immortal Emperors under his command were a dime a dozen.

But an early-stage Immortal Emperor as weak as Jin Xingzhi — this was truly his first time seeing one.

The moment Jin Xingzhi's domain emerged, he was deeply disappointed; this Immortal Emperor was far too weak.

No wonder the Gujia clan's Jia Buqin had already reached late-stage Immortal Emperor, while this fellow was still stuck at early-stage Immortal Emperor.

Jin Xingzhi was so angered by Ding Huan's words that he laughed — just how arrogant and brazen must one be to dare speak like that?

He extremely decisively drew out his Starry Sky Halberd, simultaneously stepping forward through the void, the killing-momentum domain of the Starry Sky Halberd in his hand completely locking down Ding Huan.

Ding Huan deliberately waited for Jin Xingzhi to strike first; after his breakthrough to Immortal King, this barely qualified as a whetstone, and he wanted to see how he himself would deal with such a trash Immortal Emperor.

After Jin Xingzhi's Immortal Emperor domain had completely locked down Ding Huan, only then did Ding Huan's domain wildly unfurl.

Boom!

The domain Ding Huan extended with full force slammed into Jin Xingzhi's domain, Dao rhymes spilling in all directions.

Jin Xingzhi's domain actually began to collapse.

Jin Xingzhi's face changed — he was an Immortal Emperor, and Ding Huan's strength was clearly only at Immortal King, so how could this domain be so powerful?

He dared not continue using his domain to suppress the opponent; the killing momentum of the Starry Sky Halberd in his hand exploded, transforming into a sky-filling rain of halberd strikes that completely filled the space where Ding Huan stood.

A single soul-piercing halberd gleam, hidden among the sky-filling rain of halberd strikes, was like a venomous snake searching for the moment to nail Ding Huan dead.

The disappointment in Ding Huan's eyes deepened.

What kind of dogshit Immortal Emperor is this?

Just this much? And acting so brazenly too?

A waste of his emotions.

Ding Huan could no longer be bothered to keep observing the opponent's strength; the Reincarnation Spear in his hand carved out a massive spear arc through the void.

With just this casual sweep, the killing momentum and aura of death in the void seemed to be entirely swept up by the Reincarnation Spear.

Although Ding Huan's spear divine ability had not yet taken full shape, Jin Xingzhi's face already changed.

Although his Immortal Emperor level was low, his eye for things was not bad; he could tell that when he made his move, Ding Huan had even been waiting for him to strike.

This was clearly wanting to see what he was really made of.

And his Myriad Rain Concealed Kill divine ability seemed to have failed to lock down Ding Huan's vitality and momentum at all — after waiting for him to strike, the man still unleashed his divine ability as he pleased.

His own moves left traces too obvious, while the opponent's strikes seemed to flow with nature itself, without the slightest trace of killing intent.

Yet this simple half-spear swept up all the killing momentum in the sky.

Comparing the two, it was as if a teacher were instructing a student on how to wield a divine ability.

Was he really no match for the opponent?

The moment this thought arose, Jin Xingzhi himself felt it was absurd.

Yet the truth really was so — he truly was no match for Ding Huan.

Jin Xingzhi frantically stimulated his immortal essence, striving to make his Myriad Rain Halberd Gleam even more resplendent.

But the killing momentum of the Reincarnation Spear fully condensed, transforming into endless spear gleams that slammed into his rain of halberd strikes.

A feeling of even his soul being torn apart made it hard for Jin Xingzhi to breathe.

The momentum of Ding Huan's spear completely crushed his halberd-path divine ability; this spear seemed to stand above their heads, slamming down with the posture of one looking down on all living beings.

At this moment, the killing momentum of his Starry Sky Halberd was like a joke.

Boom boom boom!

Beneath the spear gleams, the killing momentum of the Starry Sky Halberd rapidly collapsed.

Jin Xingzhi retreated urgently — the opponent was not an Immortal King, he was definitely an Immortal Emperor.

Not an Immortal Emperor — there was no way to produce that trembling sensation that made his very soul shudder.

Ding Huan gripped the Reincarnation Spear, stepped down through the void; the killing momentum brought forth by the Reincarnation Spear not only did not weaken, but grew stronger and stronger.

The true My Spear Emerges, Ten Thousand Souls Slain!

That kind of "I alone am supreme" spear-path could only be clearly felt by Jin Xingzhi, who was caught right in the middle of it.

Pfft pfft pfft!

Streaks of blood light exploded; several Immortal King elders behind Jin Xingzhi, under the lingering might of Ding Huan's Soul-Shattering Spear divine ability, had their physical bodies directly torn apart.

Jin Xingzhi, however, barely managed to block Ding Huan's spear; gripping the Starry Sky Halberd, his face pale, he stared at Ding Huan standing across from him.

What kind of Immortal King is this? At least mid-stage Immortal Emperor, right?

Even though the killing-path Dao rhyme Ding Huan displayed was still at the Immortal King realm, Jin Xingzhi absolutely refused to believe Ding Huan was an Immortal King.

Damn it — they even got this intelligence wrong, causing his judgment to err.

"Fellow Daoist, the moment you arrived you struck at my Jin clan — what is the meaning of this?" Jin Xingzhi said, his face pale.

Even though it had clearly been him who struck first just now.

He knew clearly in his heart that he could not continue fighting; if they kept fighting, today the Jin Immortal Clan would follow in the footsteps of the Gujia clan.

What answered him was the sky-filling killing momentum once again swept up by the Reincarnation Spear in Ding Huan's hand.