Chapter 690

"This connects to the Void?" Pu Zhijian stared at the massive Void vortex before him and exclaimed in surprise.

Ding Huan was about to speak when he suddenly sensed the aura of starlight primordial energy.

His heart leapt with joy.

He immediately stepped beside Pu Zhijian and swept his divine sense outward—then felt a pang of disappointment.

There was indeed dense starlight primordial energy here, but no starlight spiritual vein.

To be honest, since entering the Immortal World, he had not encountered a single starlight spiritual vein.

Though this place had starlight primordial energy, it was unclear where this energy originated from within the Void.

The Tree Ancestor must have chosen this spot to siphon off its starlight primordial vein.

"What a waste—there's nothing left here. That old tree root stripped it all clean," Mo Changcan sighed.

We were tricked by that old tree root when we came in, and ended up with nothing.

"Let's go. We're leaving," Pu Zhijian said, still in good spirits.

We got hold of Kaiyi Shenwang's belongings and eliminated the Tree Ancestor.

Mo Changcan wasn't satisfied—but he was already more than satisfied.

"I plan to cultivate here for a while," Ding Huan said at once.

"Then how do we get out?" Mo Changcan had already scanned with his divine sense—there was no exit whatsoever.

"I'll take you out."

Ding Huan knew that without a top-tier teleportation talisman, only he could guide them out.

"Shall I seal the entrance for you?" Mo Changcan asked casually, thinking of Ding Huan's upcoming seclusion.

"Of course—I'd appreciate it. You can return to Seeing Qu Yi Valley and wait for me," Ding Huan thought: Mo Changcan was a Level Six Divine Array Master—sealing this place posed no problem.

Mo Changcan chuckled: "I've some business to attend to. Once it's done, I'll head to Seeing Qu Yi Valley."

"Ding Daofriend, is there anything you'd like me to handle?" Pu Zhijian quickly asked.

Ding Huan had single-handedly slain the Tree Ancestor—this proved he hadn't misjudged him; this young man had limitless potential.

Ding Huan pulled out two Fate Stones and handed them to Pu Zhijian.

"Fate Stones?" Pu Zhijian gasped in shock.

His Sword God Enclave possessed only one Fate Stone.

Fate Stones were growing ever harder to obtain—Ding Huan had just produced two at once; this was outright miraculous.

"Master Pu, I feel you're a man worth trusting. I have several friends still cultivating in Seeing Qu Yi Valley. During my seclusion here, if anyone tries to harass them, I'd be grateful if you'd lend a hand."

Ding Huan gave the Fate Stones not only to ask Pu Zhijian to watch over Qu Yi and the others, but also because Pu Zhijian seemed far more agreeable than Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qing had only ever dealt with him—no real bond existed between them.

"Thank you, Ding Daofriend. Rest assured: anyone who dares harm your friends dares challenge the Sword God Enclave."

Pu Zhijian eagerly accepted the Fate Stones—these were of immense importance to his enclave.

Half a day later, Ding Huan saw Pu Zhijian and Mo Changcan off, then returned to the Tree Root's lair.

This place resembled his former Sword Storage Mountain on the Third Heaven Star Continent, except here there was no cosmic vortex—only a Void entrance.

Ding Huan directly implanted a Superior Divine Spiritual Vein into the ground.

He owed this to Wu Wu Danzi: the divine pills the fellow hoarded meant nothing to Ding Huan, but his alchemical cauldron and this Superior Divine Spiritual Vein were quite valuable.

Implanting the Superior Divine Spiritual Vein wasn't enough—he began setting up a Level Seven Gathering Spirit Divine Array.

He didn't just set up the Level Seven Gathering Spirit Divine Array—he also inscribed Gathering Spirit Array Patterns into the Void.

This was the Void: any divine energy that could be drawn here was his to command.

Indeed, when Ding Huan resumed cultivation, he immediately sensed a difference.

Previously, though divine energy was abundant, no matter how he cultivated, he always felt something missing.

Now, in this place, starlight divine essence was swept in—immediately, the missing element was replenished.

His Starlight Consciousness Sea grew ever vaster; moreover, the speed of its expansion was almost perceptible.

Ding Huan silently marveled at his own sluggishness.

His Great Universe Art was forged through contemplating the boundless cosmos and starry skies—and when he created it, he absorbed vast amounts of starlight spiritual energy.

Since then, he had always sought starlight spiritual veins for cultivation.

How could he have overlooked this?

In just a short time, two clouds of primordial energy formed around Ding Huan's cultivation spot.

One was the divine energy mist from the Superior Divine Spiritual Vein; the other, the starlight primordial energy mist drawn from the Void.

Because Ding Huan's cultivation spot lay near the Void, and the Level Seven Gathering Spirit Divine Array was so potent,

starlight primordial energy from the Void was drawn in like a vein.

In less than two months, Ding Huan reached World God Third Layer. Four months later, he broke through World God Early Stage and entered World God Fourth Layer.

The starry expanse within his Consciousness Sea's Great Universe grew ever clearer and more brilliant.

But Ding Huan noticed something peculiar.

After entering World God Fourth Layer, his Consciousness Sea's Great Universe grew brighter—but his own world grew increasingly hazy.

This worried him.

He quickly sent everything he'd left in his own world into the Five Elements World.

Had his Great Dao not grown more solid, and his divine essence and divine sense not strengthened, he'd have feared his cultivation had gone awry.

As a World God cultivator, one's world should grow denser and more expansive with cultivation.

No one had ever experienced this: the more one cultivated, the fainter and more blurred one's world became?

If he continued like this, would his world collapse?

Whether or not the world would collapse, Ding Huan would not stop his own cultivation.

Looking at them one by one—

This place was too suitable for him to cultivate; stopping cultivation would be a tremendous loss to him.

As long as his strength could improve, that was enough; he didn't care about the world or anything like that.

He had the Five Elements World—what couldn't it hold?

He also had the Sea of Consciousness Great Dao Cosmos.

Although his Great Dao Cosmos could only hold Innate Treasures, that didn't matter—at the very least it was stronger than other people's Great Dao Seas of Consciousness.

……

This was already the eighth month since Ding Huan had entered the Dao Ruins.

The God Race, surprisingly, had made no moves despite losing news of two Divine Kings and the Tree Ancestor. Instead, the sect masters and Grand Elders of the many divine gates of the Upper God Lands belonging to the human race had all gathered together, surrounding the Li Yin Divine Valley completely.

The sect master of the Li Yin Divine Valley, Xian Wushang, stood at the sect gate with a dark expression, looking at the many sect masters and elders who had sealed off the Li Yin Divine Valley's sect gate.

There were at least a dozen or twenty Divine Kings and several dozen World Gods here.

Standing beside Xian Wushang were the Li Yin Divine Valley's Grand Elder Fu Bo and the Scripture Pavilion Elder Shan Yichen.

Shan Yichen had been stuck at World God for over a hundred thousand years; this time he had suddenly advanced to the Divine King realm.

Originally it should have been a cause for great celebration, but unfortunately at this moment the Li Yin Divine Valley was being besieged by many sects.

Xian Wushang looked at Yuan Qing and said slowly: "Alliance Leader Yuan, as the alliance leader of the Tiancai Divine Alliance, is this how you treat the sects of the Upper God Lands?"

Yuan Qing stepped out helplessly, cupped his fist and said: "Sect Master Xian, this matter truly wasn't led by me. I even advised everyone not to come, but I simply couldn't persuade them.

Moreover, I came here with no other intention; I only hope everyone speaks properly and doesn't do anything that would make us a laughingstock.

We and the God Race are still in a hostile state right now. Before the God Race's strong ones even attack, we ourselves are already in chaos."

Yuan Qing really hadn't come to cause trouble.

Just as he said, he had come to mediate.

In his heart he was actually somewhat resentful too—your Li Yin Divine Valley obtained the Spirit Rice, you should have discussed it with him, the alliance leader, as the first priority.

How could you monopolize it on your own, and then arouse public anger?

"Whoever makes a move against the Li Yin Divine Valley is making a move against my Sword God Fortress." A cold, fierce voice rang out.

Following it, two figures stepped through the air and landed beside Xian Wushang.

It was precisely the Fortress Master of Sword God Fortress, Pu Zhijian, who had arrived.

"Right, my Qishen Dao Sect has also come. What, are you trying to use numbers to bully the few?" Shu Ziche's voice rang out as well, and another three figures arrived.

In the blink of an eye, the Li Yin Divine Valley's side already had eight Divine Kings.

Yuan Qing felt his scalp go numb.

If the Divine King sects of the Upper God Lands fought amongst themselves and triggered a great Divine King melee, then there would be no need for the God Race to attack—the human race would collapse on its own.

He definitely would not participate in the fighting. As long as he didn't join the battle, several other sects probably wouldn't join in either.

Thus, the Divine Kings besieging the Li Yin Divine Valley numbered only around twelve.

The Li Yin Divine Valley itself already had eight Divine Kings, and adding the two great Killing Gods Ding Huan and Mo Changcan who had not yet returned, once a fight broke out, the Upper God Lands would be finished.

"Everyone, hear me out—let's all talk things through properly." Yuan Qing could only step forward again and continue playing the peacemaker.

This melee absolutely could not happen; once it did, the human race's extinction would not be far off.

Before Yuan Qing could finish speaking, a burly man stepped forward: "Alliance Leader Yuan, the reason we have been able to block the God Race outside, force the God Race to negotiate peace, and even preserved the Dao Ruins—

In the final analysis, it is because we worked with one heart and one mind, went all out to fight, and didn't care about our own safety at all that we achieved this.

But now, look at this—we gave our lives and our strength, while the Li Yin Divine Valley enjoys the fruits. After obtaining the Spirit Rice, not only did they not bring it out to strengthen the human race's power, they monopolized it for themselves.

How did the Li Yin Divine Valley's Shan Yichen advance to Divine King? Wasn't it precisely because he used the Spirit Rice grains?

How many World Gods does our human race have just like Shan Yichen? If everyone could advance to Divine King, why would we fear the God Race?

Isn't the Li Yin Divine Valley's behavior of being unwilling to hand over the Spirit Rice grains utterly disheartening? If today the Li Yin Divine Valley does not bring out the Spirit Rice, we have only one option—war."

"Right, if you don't hand over the Spirit Rice, we have only one option—war." A thin sect master standing beside the burly man loudly echoed in agreement.

(End of chapter)