Chapter 588: Dare to Disturb His Seclusion, and Die

Heng Lu'er had people keep watch over Ding Huan's room; Ding Huan was the victim of the Ku family's oppression and also a witness—this could not be allowed to fail.

After the warship advanced again, Ding Huan began cultivation and paid no attention whatsoever to what was happening outside.

He also showed no intention of leaving, which eased Heng Lu'er's breath.

Though Ding Huan's cultivation level was low, his actual strength was certainly not to be underestimated, otherwise he could not have severely wounded Ku Wang.

If Ding Huan possessed a top-tier escape talisman, he might truly escape through the warship's grand array.

Because Ding Huan's room was sealed by forbidden seals, unless they directly shattered the seals on his room, they could never know what he was doing inside.

Even though Ding Huan used the Hidden Spirit Divine Array, the warship's space was still limited.

While cultivating, he still emitted faint traces of spiritual energy.

The heavenly primordial energy of a half-god vein was slightly higher than immortal spiritual energy, and its laws were also clearer.

This abnormal situation was immediately noticed by others.

Heng Lu'er had naturally sensed this long ago; just as she was considering how to fabricate an excuse to enter Ding Huan's room and inspect it, a tall figure hurried over.

Seeing the approaching person, Heng Lu'er immediately understood that she was not the only one interested in the immortal spiritual source within Ding Huan's room.

Since this matter did not require her to act, it was all the better.

The arrival was a tall man—Yuan Chihong of the Yuan Immortal Clan.

Yuan Chihong was also at the late-stage Immortal Emperor realm; in terms of strength, he was two tiers weaker than Ku Wang.

"Big Brother Yuan, you've worked hard on this journey. Without your Yuan Clan's full support, we could not have progressed so smoothly."

"Once we return to Yue Xing Tian, I will certainly petition the Daoist Lord Daoli on behalf of your Yuan Clan for merit."

Upon seeing Yuan Chihong, Heng Lu'er not only stood up but spoke with great respect and gratitude.

Even Yuan Chihong was somewhat taken aback.

Heng Lu'er was no ordinary master—she rarely treated others with such warmth and kindness.

He realized now that during their confrontation with the Ku family, his Yuan Clan had fully aided Heng Lu'er.

Heng Lu'er must be remembering the Yuan Clan's assistance, which is why she was so courteous to him.

"Lady Heng, you are too kind. I've come here because I have something I wish to discuss with you." Yuan Chihong said.

Heng Lu'er smiled faintly, pretending ignorance:

"Big Brother Yuan, our two clans support each other, sharing honor and disgrace. If there is anything Little Sister can assist with, Brother need only say the word—I dare not slacken in the slightest."

Hearing this, Yuan Chihong was overjoyed and quickly voiced his suspicion:

"Lady Heng, I can sense that the heavenly primordial energy Ding Xiaotu uses for cultivation seems different—even surpassing immortal spiritual energy. Could this be something from the Upper Realm?"

After a moment's hesitation, Heng Lu'er replied: "Big Brother Yuan, to be honest, I've felt the same. But Ding Daoyou is still in seclusion—I plan to wait until he emerges and ask him directly."

"Lady Heng, my suggestion is that we knock on his cultivation chamber door. After all, we have just over a month before reaching Yue Xing Tian…"

Heng Lu'er naturally understood what Yuan Chihong meant.

Since they had not yet reached Yue Xing Tian, if they discovered something valuable, they could claim it for themselves.

Once they arrived at Yue Xing Tian, nothing would be under their control.

All valuable items would first go to Daoist Lord Daoli, who would then distribute them as he saw fit—what would they receive then?

Heng Lu'er fell silent, then finally shook her head: "We cannot do this. Interrupting another's seclusion is utterly unreasonable even in Yue Xing Tian."

"Besides, Ding Daoyou is extremely important to us. Without him, we cannot take a single step upon returning to Yuexing Tian."

"Lady Heng, rest assured—I know how to proceed," Yuan Chihong said, nodded to Heng Lu'er, and turned to leave.

As he left, he counted his steps.

After counting several steps and hearing no call from Heng Lu'er, Yuan Chihong knew clearly: Heng Lu'er had tacitly approved his actions.

Yet Heng Lu'er was one of the two commanders of the Yue Xing Immortal Warship; now that the Ku family's commander had perished, the entire warship rested solely under her command.

So he could act, could gain her tacit consent—but he could not let her give explicit approval.

Still, he understood that if he gained any benefit, he must give Heng Lu'er her share.

After all, during their confrontation with the Ku Clan, Heng Lu'er had also given him a portion of the spoils.

Also, Ding Xiaotu must not be harmed—he was their justification for destroying the Ku Immortal Clan.

…

Boom! Boom!

The sound of the forbidden seals at the door being forcibly struck reached Ding Huan—he ceased cultivation.

Fortunately, he had just entered Immortal Emperor Fifth Layer; otherwise, he would have wasted several more days.

This was only because the Great Cosmos Art he cultivated had minimal disruption—if he had practiced another technique, deep seclusion was most vulnerable to interruption.

Ding Huan's spiritual sense swept over—the man standing outside was tall, at late-stage Immortal Emperor realm.

Not receiving a response, the knocking on the seals grew louder.

Ding Huan still ignored it.

Yuan Chihong flew into rage—this warship belonged to Yue Xing Tian, carrying this unknown brat to Yue Xing Tian.

Now that he had knocked on the seals, this brat dared to pretend nothing was happening? He was asking for death.

Enraged, Yuan Chihong punched directly at the forbidden seals on Ding Huan's door.

To Yuan Chihong's surprise, the punch effortlessly tore through Ding Huan's chamber seals.

The next instant, he stood inside Ding Huan's room.

"Ding Xiaotu…"

Yuan Chihong had barely spoken Ding Huan's name when a powerful domain locked him in place—the next moment, Ding Huan's fist slammed toward him.

"You dare—"

Yuan Chihong had only spoken two words when he felt his body frozen by the opponent's domain.

What terrified him was that, though he was a late-stage Immortal Emperor, he was utterly powerless to struggle within this domain.

"Stop…"

Feeling the breath of death crushing down, Yuan Chihong froze in shock—he could not believe that on this immortal warship, Ding Huan would dare to kill him.

"Boom!" A cloud of blood exploded; as Ding Huan's fist smashed Yuan Chihong's head into bloody pulp, his Primordial Spirit was filled with regret.

Yet as his Primordial Spirit barely spilled forth, a cluster of flame wrapped around it.

A sharp, brief scream rang out, and the next instant, Yuan Chihong's Primordial Spirit vanished into nothingness.

Ding Huan raised his hand and swept up Yuan Chihong's ring, then kicked the headless corpse flying with one foot.

Boom!

Yuan Chihong's corpse landed outside Ding Huan's room, leaving everyone outside stunned.

Soon, someone rushed over to report to Heng Luanner.

In fact, no one needed to report—Heng Luanner had seen everything clearly.

Yuan Chihong had attacked Ding Huan's room barrier with her tacit approval; how could she not have been watching?

When she saw Yuan Chihong's headless corpse, Heng Luanner was equally horrified.

She landed outside Ding Huan's room at once.

Outside the room hung a sign: "In Seclusion—Do Not Disturb."

Heng Luanner forcibly halted her hand before she could knock on Ding Huan's barrier.

Ding Xiaotu's strength was formidable; she had long known this.

Otherwise, he could not have smashed Ku Qi'er to death with one punch and severely wounded Ku Wang.

Now she understood even more clearly: Ding Xiaotu was not only powerful, but utterly reckless.

Previously, she had thought Ding Xiaotu boarded the immortal warship with her because he was naive.

Now she realized—he must have believed his strength could crush the entire warship.

"He dares kill a Heng Clan Immortal Emperor! Everyone, attack together…"

A young man brimming with murderous intent rushed forward, followed by several other Immortal Emperors.

Before they even reached him, they unleashed their artifacts—clearly intending to clash with Ding Huan.

"Stop…"

Heng Luanner forcibly blocked the path of the Yuan Clan's Immortal Emperors.

"Lady Heng, this man killed our Yuan Clan elder aboard the warship—can we not seek revenge?" the murderous youth roared.

Heng Luanner sighed helplessly:

"Friend Yuan Chihong broke through the other's seclusion barrier first—in such a case, how can we blame him for retaliating?"

"This isn't Yue Xing Tian—let's kill him to avenge our Yuan Clan elder; who would know?" the youth's gaze grew even more hostile.

Heng Luanner could only explain: "We killed every member of the Ku Clan aboard this warship; now the Ku Clan waits for us in Yue Xing Tian.

Ding Xiaotu is our only witness—if we destroy this witness, what do you think will happen?"

The youth fell silent, before several onlookers chimed in:

"Yes—if we kill Ding Xiaotu, all of us who participated in the attack on the Ku Clan will suffer."

The murderous youth forcibly suppressed his rage—he knew Heng Luanner was right.

If they killed Ding Xiaotu, they would have no evidence at all.

Moreover, killing Ding Xiaotu would be seen by the Ku Clan as murder to silence a witness.

This warship held too many complex factions; they did not believe everyone here would keep their secrets.

Ding Huan had planned to kill every last person aboard the warship once they broke through his barrier again.

He did not believe he could not find the way to Yue Xing Tian.

His goal was not to follow these people to Yue Xing Tian, but to learn why Yue Xing Tian allowed ascension—and what the Divine Realm truly was.

Whether he went alone or with a crowd made no difference.

What puzzled Ding Huan was that these people made a loud noise but did little.

After Heng Luanner intervened, they stopped attacking and gradually withdrew.

It seemed that everyone here—including Heng Luanner—feared the power controlling Yue Xing Tian so deeply that they dared not kill him, the witness.

Heng Luanner spoke softly outside Ding Huan's room: "Ding Daoist, Heng Luanner has some questions to ask—would you be willing to open your barrier and meet?"

Ding Huan ignored Heng Luanner entirely; his spiritual sense settled on the warship's cannon.

A pile of Dao-rhythm shells lay beside the cannons; their forging techniques were extraordinarily complex.

But they posed no threat to him, so he did not destroy them.