Chapter 538: 537. Chapter 532: The Debt Collector Arrives

537. Chapter 532: The Debt Collector Arrives

Ding Huan gathered everyone together: "Di Yi, I originally intended to accompany you to Changyi Continent, but something came up—I must leave alone for a while."

"Huan Ge, go do what you must. We'll wait here for you."

Ding Huan shook his head: "No, you must go to Pangu Great World. The cosmic rules here are too weak; staying here won't help your cultivation."

He then turned to Qian Chuchì: "Qian Manager, you've seen much and know how to reach Pangu Great World. I'd like to ask you a favor—take my friends there and wait for me."

Qian Chuchì, already eager to befriend Ding Huan and frequently traveling the Pangu Great World trade route, replied without hesitation: "Great Immortal Inspector, leave it to me."

Ding Huan left some jade slips with Cang Diyi to deliver to the Immortal Court, then swiftly departed from Luxing Immortal Land.

He didn't dare waste a single breath—he had to reach Earth before Zuo Shanwei.

Zuo Shanwei may have already set out, but Ding Huan had advantages.

First, he had the Cosmic Cauldron; second, he had the Soul-Eating Realm Ring.

Even with these, Ding Huan knew finding Earth would still rely on luck.

He lacked Earth's spatial coordinates—a point where Zuo Shanwei had the upper hand.

Zuo Shanwei had fused the hide's Daoic imprint—he must have a vague general direction.

Now Ding Huan could only rely on surprise, using the Soul-Eating Realm Ring and the Cosmic Cauldron.

After leaving Luxing Immortal Land, Ding Huan's spiritual sense remained fixed on his Soul-Eating Realm Ring.

The spatial indicators within the Soul-Eating Realm Ring were clear—the brighter the spot, the weaker the realm barrier.

In just one day, Ding Huan pinpointed the exact realm he needed to break through.

He had no Dao veins left, so he could only use a top-grade immortal vein and a Level Nine Explosive Immortal Array, detonating them along with his Spear Dao technique.

If even this combined force failed to break the barrier, he'd have to search for an even weaker point.

The place Ding Huan chose looked ordinary within this realm.

The Soul-Eating Realm Ring had indicated several similar spots—he picked this one simply because it was closest.

Ding Huan implanted one top-grade immortal vein and two superior-grade immortal veins into the void, then set up a Level Nine Explosive Immortal Array and a Level Nine Attack Immortal Array.

All prepared, Ding Huan summoned the Wheel of Reincarnation Spear, ready to activate the Explosive Array and detonate the Attack Array—when a sudden figure rushed toward him.

The overwhelming Daoic aura made Ding Huan's heart leap—this was unquestionably a supreme expert.

Ding Huan clearly felt a powerful presence locking onto him.

Without hesitation, he accelerated and triggered the Explosive Array, detonating the Attack Array.

Boom!

As the figure surged forward, Ding Huan's Explosive Immortal Array shattered the void, tearing open the space with terrifying Daoic ripples.

Ding Huan stared in surprise—the figure had charged in with murderous intent, yet was now trapped in the violent vortex of the exploding immortal energy.

Was this just a bluff?

Regardless, Ding Huan's Wheel of Reincarnation Spear unleashed nearly all his immortal energy in a single strike.

The already fragile void barrier cracked with fine fissures under the Level Nine Explosive Immortal Array.

But it still needed one final push to break.

Just then, Ding Huan's Wheel of Reincarnation Spear struck the center of those fissures.

Boom!

The detonation of immortal energy and Daoic resonance erupted again—and before Ding Huan appeared a black hole just wide enough for one person to pass through. He felt no wind blades, and his heart leapt—he plunged in without hesitation.

No wind blades meant it wasn't a void layer.

His Cosmic Cauldron was already primed—he'd activate it instantly if anything went wrong.

The violent vortex seized Ding Huan, nearly tearing him apart.

Or rather, if he hadn't possessed a Level Nine Immortal Body, he would have been shredded.

As the vortex's force vanished, Ding Huan felt crushing rules pressing down upon him.

This force seemed intent on crushing him into dust.

Ding Huan didn't fear—he rejoiced. His Great Cosmos Technique instantly formed Zhou Tian.

One after another, the crushing Daoic pressures were assimilated into his soul's Great Cosmos.

Ding Huan reasoned: only a higher realm entering a lower one could produce such heavenly rule suppression.

This void was filled with celestial qi—clearly below Immortal World rules.

He had succeeded—at least he'd reached a realm weaker than the Immortal World.

"Kid, you're sneaky," came a cold, sinister voice.

Ding Huan remembered the figure that had ambushed him when he shattered the realm.

Now he saw clearly—it was the same figure, but without a physical body; his Primordial Spirit was astonishingly solid.

Had his blast shattered the guy's body?

Impossible—Ding Huan realized: when the fellow ambushed him, he'd been only a Primordial Spirit.

It was just that the Primordial Spirit was so solid, Ding Huan had mistaken it for a physical form.

Such a powerful Primordial Spirit—this guy couldn't be from the Immortal World.

"Who are you?" Ding Huan's gaze settled on the Primordial Spirit, utterly unconcerned.

No matter how strong, he was still just a Primordial Spirit—what was there to fear?

Primordial Spirits feared fire and lightning most—he carried Tai Xu, about to surpass Immortal Flame.

Hearing Ding Huan's arrogant words, the Primordial Spirit leapt three feet in the air:

"Kid, you stole my stuff and pretend nothing happened? Hmph. Today, Luo the Great will teach you how to behave…"

As the Primordial Spirit spoke, it swelled to several times its size, then unleashed a torrent of violent domains crushing toward Ding Huan.

Following him, his Primordial Spirit's hand seals also solidified, reaching for Ding Huan's skull.

It seemed that in his mind, binding Ding Huan with his realm and then grabbing him was enough.

Such a powerful realm—Ding Huan, the moment he touched it, knew this fellow, though only a Primordial Spirit, had a realm stronger than a late-stage Immortal Emperor.

But it was useless against him.

Ding Huan showed no mercy; his Starry Realm likewise surged outward, and in his hand, the Wheel of Rebirth Spear whipped up a storm of spearlight, blasting toward the Primordial Spirit.

Boom—boom—boom!

Crack!

The two realms collided, causing ripples in the surrounding void, one after another rifts in space tearing open.

The hand seal reaching for him shattered with terrifying speed beneath the spear's momentum.

Only then did Ding Huan remember he was currently in the Immortal King realm, within this cultivation world. An Immortal King could effortlessly tear open the void here.

Wait—that didn't make sense. He could resist the suppression of heaven's laws only because of his Great Cosmic Art and the Great Universe within his mind sea. How could this fellow resist heaven's laws too?

Could a Primordial Spirit evade the crushing weight of heaven's laws?

A piercing scream rang out—Ding Huan's Wheel of Rebirth Spear, after shredding the fellow's hand seal, slammed into his chest.

The Primordial Spirit's enlarged form instantly dispersed, and the realm opposing Ding Huan collapsed completely.

Didn't kill him?

Ding Huan stared at the Primordial Spirit, now fleeing hundreds of zhang away, and internally gasped—he stepped forward again, landing directly opposite the Primordial Spirit.

Just now, struck by his spear to the chest, the Primordial Spirit hadn't been destroyed, but his form was no longer as solid—he'd shrunk considerably and grown far more ethereal.

"You… how are you not suppressed by heaven's laws?" the Primordial Spirit stared at Ding Huan, stunned.

Ding Huan spoke calmly: "That's what I'd like to ask you—why aren't you suppressed by heaven's laws?"

The Primordial Spirit snarled: "I am a Sage! How could heaven's laws suppress me? And I am only a Primordial Spirit—can't you see that?"

"You're a Sage?" Ding Huan was stunned.

His spiritual sense meticulously scanned the fellow from head to toe.

Feeling Ding Huan's spiritual sense repeatedly probing him, the Primordial Spirit flew into rage: "What do you mean by that?"

Ding Huan retracted his spiritual sense and chuckled: "Stop blowing smoke. You? A Sage?"

The Primordial Spirit seemed to recall something; his fury faded somewhat, and he smiled: "Whether I am a Sage or not is irrelevant to what we're discussing today.

You took my thing, used it for so long—can you return the remainder? As for what you've already consumed, I won't hold it against you."

Ding Huan stared blankly at the fellow: "What did I take from you?"

"The half-segment of the Dao vein I hid in the Thirty-Three Layers," the Primordial Spirit fixed his gaze on Ding Huan; though he had no physical body, Ding Huan could still feel the fellow's teeth grinding.

"That half-segment of the Dao vein is yours?" Ding Huan was somewhat surprised.

The Primordial Spirit snorted: "Otherwise? Do you think a Dao vein could appear in a shattered Immortal World?"

"What proof do you have that this belongs to you?" Ding Huan was also annoyed.

He had found this Dao vein himself, and it had been sealed by a natural restriction—how could it possibly be this fellow's?

"Look at this," the Primordial Spirit raised his hand and carved a series of void array patterns into the air; these patterns quickly formed a restriction.

It was identical to the natural restriction—if Ding Huan hadn't seen the fellow carve it, he would have sworn it was natural.

Ding Huan felt embarrassed; this restriction was indeed the one sealing the Dao vein—the fellow hadn't lied.

He had even advanced his Array Art by one level from breaking that natural restriction.

"Do you know what this Dao vein means to me? I rely on this half-segment to restore my physical body.

I never expected a shameless bastard like you to steal my Dao vein—and today, you ambushed me, nearly killing me again."

The more the Primordial Spirit spoke, the angrier he grew; if he weren't utterly outmatched by Ding Huan, he might have attacked again.

Ding Huan bowed slightly: "You've followed me this far—you must know the Dao vein has already been consumed."

"Impossible! Even if you reached the peak of cultivation in the Pangu Great World, you couldn't possibly have consumed half a Dao vein!"

Upon hearing Ding Huan's words, the Primordial Spirit immediately guessed Ding Huan had no intention of returning his Dao vein.