Chapter 534: 533. Chapter 528: Qi Ning Seeks Help

533. Chapter 528: Qi Ning Seeks Help

Jin Xingzhi no longer had his former arrogance or dignity; he summoned the Starry Spear and frantically channeled his immortal energy.

His complexion changed rapidly—his immortal energy seemed severed, unable to sustain itself.

The killing aura of the Starry Spear could not be activated at all; moreover, his soul sea began to grow murky.

His spiritual sense clearly intended to stir the Starry Spear, yet it refused to obey his will, let alone launch an attack or trigger the killing aura.

Poisoned?

In an instant, Jin Xingzhi knew he was truly poisoned—not just poisoned, but poisoned by something terrifying.

He struggled to expel the poison's dao aura ravaging his body, but no matter what he did, it was all useless.

When Ding Huan was at the Mid-Stage of Luo Tian Immortal, the Bone-Clinging Devouring Dao Poison could already disrupt the immortal energy and hinder the spiritual sense of a Demon Emperor.

Now that Ding Huan had reached Immortal King Level Two, the Bone-Clinging Devouring Dao Poison had strengthened by more than several times—this mere Early-Stage False Emperor meant nothing in Ding Huan's eyes.

"Puff!" The Wheeling Spear slammed into Jin Xingzhi's neck.

Immediately, Jin Xingzhi's body grew light, flung upward—he watched in horror as every member of the Jin Immortal Clan fell like cut wheat.

The dao principle of poison…

At this moment, even Bai Chi knew that Ding Huan had destroyed the Gujia Clan not through law flames, but through the dao principle of poison.

His law flames were merely used to erase the corpses.

Jin Zongxiong gazed at Jin Xingzhi with grief and fury—this time, the Jin Immortal Clan was destroyed because of Jin Xingzhi.

Previously, the Grand Immortal Supervisor had sent Chi Feitao merely to borrow the Void Orientation Ball of the Pangu Great World.

It was not a major matter, yet under the old ancestor's instigation, it had been twisted into a clan-annihilating disaster.

Yet the Bone-Clinging Devouring Dao Poison had long since shattered all his meridians, and his dantian and soul sea had been torn open by the poison.

At this moment, his life force began to disperse—he had no right even to beg for mercy.

"Grand Immortal Supervisor, I was wrong, please spare me!" Jin Xingzhi, still impaled on the tip of the Wheeling Spear, screamed wildly.

He regretted it—whether this young man was the Grand Immortal Supervisor or not, he regretted it.

When a person grows accustomed to arrogance, once cast into the dust, they shatter completely.

Jin Zongxiong's eyes were filled with the pallor of death, yet he sneered at the old ancestor Jin Xingzhi's face.

Isn't it said that a family without dignity has no meaning in existing or not existing?

You, a revered old ancestor of the Jin Immortal Clan, are hung on a spear tip and beg shamelessly—where is your dignity?

At this moment, he finally understood: the Jin Immortal Clan's old ancestor was useless except for his higher cultivation—Jin Zongxiong should never have called him out of seclusion.

Previously, the old ancestor could swiftly resolve every issue and tower above all others.

That was solely because he crushed opponents with raw power—there was never any logic involved.

This caused everyone in the Jin Immortal Clan to imitate him: whenever trouble arose, they relied solely on crushing power.

When power could no longer crush, this old ancestor was nothing but a waste.

The fate of the Jin Immortal Clan when they lacked crushing power—Jin Zongxiong had finally seen it clearly.

"Hahaha…"

Jin Zongxiong laughed loudly, spitting gray blood continuously.

The Jin Immortal Clan's destruction was not unjust—today or not, they would eventually be wiped out.

He only hoped his next life wouldn't be cursed with such an old ancestor.

Ding Huan opened his hand—the still-trapped Chi Feitao in the water prison was snatched up, and a single dao flame instantly engulfed the entire Jin Immortal Clan.

A pile of rings was also cleanly swept away by Ding Huan, vanishing.

Jin Xingzhi stopped begging; his eyes filled with despair.

He had not misjudged—the dao flame was indeed meant only to erase the corpses, not the true weapon.

He felt a pain in his finger—and with that finger, a ring vanished simultaneously.

"Grand Immortal Supervisor, thank you for saving me," Chi Feitao, face streaked with blood, said—though rescued, his eyes held little joy; his dantian and soul sea were cracked.

As a sect leader, Chi Feitao knew exactly what this meant for him.

Ding Huan patted Chi Feitao's shoulder: "Your injuries aren't serious—I'll treat you shortly."

Chi Feitao froze slightly, then burst into ecstatic joy.

Others' words could be doubted—but the Grand Immortal Supervisor's? Every word was a nail, never false.

"Bang!" Ding Huan swung his Wheeling Spear—the still-pierced Jin Xingzhi was flung to the ground, cratering it into a human-shaped hollow, spraying a cloud of dirt.

Chi Feitao walked over and stomped on Jin Xingzhi's head: "A petty local Immortal Emperor dares to ignore the Grand Immortal Supervisor of the Immortal Court? Worthless trash."

Jin Xingzhi spat gray blood, his eyes dimming.

Ding Huan raised his hand and hurled a dao flame—Jin Xingzhi was instantly engulfed.

"Grand Immortal Supervisor, thank you for avenging me," Chi Feitao said, watching Jin Xingzhi consumed by dao flame—the suffocating bitterness in his heart finally dissolved.

Ding Huan nodded and threw out dozens more array flags, then pulled his hand.

Over a hundred figures were dragged from the Jin Immortal Clan and dropped near the still-burning Jin Xingzhi.

Each of them looked listless, as if dazed and vacant.

"They seem to have had portions of their souls stolen…" Chi Feitao's eyes were sharp—he saw it at once.

Ding Huan nodded: "Correct. The Jin Immortal Clan and the Gujia Clan were cut from the same cloth—stealing others' seven souls and six corporeal spirits to cultivate their own spiritual soul—monstrous madness."

Among the hundred-plus, a few finally regained slight clarity; seeing the Jin Immortal Clan consumed by dao flame and Jin Xingzhi likewise engulfed, they realized they had been saved.

They hurried over to thank Ding Huan.

Ding Huan waved his hand: "The Jin Immortal Clan is destroyed. I can't help you further—farewell."

Most of them had incomplete spiritual souls—he had no ability to restore them; they were merely unfortunate.

……

In the Cosmic Cauldron, Ding Huan not only found the directional crystal ball to the Pangu Great World, but also found Chi Feitao's ring.

"Great Immortal Supervisor…" Chi Feitao took back his ring, his tone filled with unease.

Ding Huan naturally understood Chi Feitao's meaning; to Ding Huan, this injury of Chi Feitao's was nothing.

In less than an hour, Ding Huan helped Chi Feitao repair his soul sea and dantian.

"Brother Huan, are you planning to return to the Pangu Great World?" Qi Ning couldn't help asking Ding Huan.

If Ding Huan was willing, it would take only a word for her to represent the Ten Thousand Realms Guild and remain permanently in the Pangu Great World.

Today, she witnessed Ding Huan's might and understood one thing.

Cultivators of the same realm, those cultivated in the Pangu Great World, were simply stronger than those from other places.

Ding Huan was not an ordinary cultivator and could not serve as a reference.

But even a newly elevated Immortal King at the early stage could effortlessly crush Jin Xingzhi of the Jin Immortal Clan—this alone speaks volumes.

Before this, she never dared to imagine such a thing.

The gap between major cultivation realms could never be bridged by divine arts or spells, yet Ding Huan had shattered this rule before her eyes.

Ding Huan was not Cang Diyi, after all, who had once been among the lowest rungs.

After learning that Changyi Continent was not the best cultivation land, he had tried leaving Changyi Continent to seek the legendary Dao cultivation continents.

Yet after a lifetime of struggle, he ultimately perished in the outer void near Changyi Continent.

"I did intend to return to the Pangu Great World, but my plans have changed slightly. Now that I've met Cang Diyi, I plan to visit another place first."

"You and Cang Diyi and Xi Yun are siblings. If you need any help from me, just say it—anything I can do, I won't refuse."

Ding Huan spoke honestly.

Qi Ning was overjoyed and quickly said: "I've worked hard for hundreds of thousands of years in the Ten Thousand Realms Guild, yet I'm still stuck at the late stage of Immortal King."

If I don't find a way, I may spend my entire life trapped in the Immortal King realm."

Ding Huan immediately understood.

Qi Ning was clever; she knew better than anyone that in this universe, only the Pangu Great World offered the chance to ascend to Immortal Emperor.

So Qi Ning wanted to enter the Pangu Great World and seek an opportunity to ascend to Immortal Emperor.

Ding Huan remained silent.

Qi Ning grew anxious.

She knew she had been too forward—she had only just become siblings with Cang Diyi and Xi Yun, and now she was asking Ding Huan for help; any observant person could see her motives were too obvious.

But she truly had no other path.

Ding Huan was clearly about to leave Lu Star Immortal Continent.

In fact, Ding Huan had come to Lu Star Immortal Continent solely to obtain the directional crystal ball of the Pangu Great World.

So once Ding Huan left Lu Star Immortal Continent, he would never return.

These reasons made her unable to hold back—if she hesitated, she would lose her chance to pursue a higher level of the Dao.

After a long while, Ding Huan said: "If you wish to go to the Pangu Great World, even to leave the Ten Thousand Realms Guild, I can speak a few words for you. I believe the Ten Thousand Realms Guild will still grant me this favor."

"But I think going to the Pangu Great World is not your best choice…"

Ding Huan did not think he was boasting; with his rank as Great Immortal Supervisor of the Immortal Court, the Ten Thousand Realms Guild could not ignore him.

The Ten Thousand Realms Guild could not have survived to this day if it were as foolish as the old patriarch of the Jin Immortal Clan.

"Brother Huan, please clarify," Qi Ning asked eagerly.

She knew Ding Huan's words today might determine her future.

Ding Huan was the Immortal Court's Great Immortal Supervisor—he had effortlessly destroyed the two largest cultivation clans on Lu Star Immortal Continent.

His understanding of the Dao and his insight were far beyond her reach.

Ding Huan no longer concealed it: "Actually, I sought the Pangu Great World's void coordinates so I could return and ascend to Immortal Emperor, then fulfill past regrets."

But I know the cosmic rules of the Pangu Great World are incomplete—even missing the most crucial part."

I hadn't fully perceived this before, but now that I've reached the Immortal King realm, I finally understand what Dao principle the Pangu Great World is missing…"

Here, Ding Huan paused.

He didn't know how to explain to Qi Ning—Dao rules were sometimes beyond words.

At this moment, even Chi Feitao listened intently.

"What's missing?" Cang Diyi was the first to break the silence.

Ding Huan sighed: "There must be a realm between Immortal King and Immortal Emperor. The Dao principles of that realm are missing—the Heavenly Dao is incomplete. This is one reason why the Dao Ancestor left the Pangu Great World."

Before, Ding Huan wasn't certain—but now he was sure a realm was missing.