Chapter 719

Yongshen Sacred Dao City, though its name sounds grand, was eerily desolate.

The main reason was its great distance from the most bustling heartlands of the Dao Court; secondly, there were no favorable cultivation sites around Yongshen Sacred Dao City, with scarce heavenly laws and divine qi.

Only the Yongshen Deep Chasm was close to Yongshen Sacred Dao City, but that was of no use whatsoever.

It was said that when the Yongshen Deep Chasm first appeared, one could still pick up tiny specks of Void Nirvana Gold, no bigger than beans, along its edge.

Yongshen Sacred Dao City was founded during that time.

Back then, Yongshen Sacred Dao City was packed to bursting, with teleportation arrays constantly being built, and the entire Dao Court flooded in, all for the sake of Void Nirvana Gold.

But the good times didn't last long—soon, not a single speck of Void Nirvana Gold could be found along the edge of the Yongshen Deep Chasm.

Yongshen Sacred Dao City gradually grew desolate, eventually becoming a gathering place for merchants.

The reason merchants still came here was because many teleportation arrays had once been established here.

When Ding Huan and the other three entered Yongshen Sacred Dao City, this was the scene they saw: people hurrying in, then hurrying out.

Those who came were mainly to buy things unavailable elsewhere; those who left quickly had acquired what they needed and rushed off to find a place for seclusion or to pursue other matters.

After all, the teleportation array network here was highly developed.

Ding Huan stood outside Yongshen Sacred Dao City and did not enter; instead, he continuously carved array patterns.

He was an Eighth-Rank Divine Array Master, and his array art was essentially derived from his own Great Cosmic Art.

Even though he was carving Eighth-Rank Divine Array patterns, not even a true Ninth-Rank Divine Array Emperor could discern their true nature.

This was a matter of Great Dao principles.

Ding Huan carved Void-Breaking Seal patterns and Void-Imprisoning Kill patterns.

He did not want his teleportation to be locked down by Yongshen Sacred Dao City's restrictions.

The Dao Court was teeming with powerful figures—what if a master of array art locked the space?

The best inn in Yongshen Sacred Dao City was the Yongshen Rest Inn.

Although Yongshen Sacred Dao City was not bustling, the constant flow of merchants and the extremely secure protective arrays of the Yongshen Rest Inn made its prices far from cheap.

The most luxurious cultivation chamber cost ten thousand superior-grade divine crystals per night.

To ordinary cultivators, this was already an astronomical price.

Ding Huan's world was piled high with superior-grade immortal crystals, numbering in the hundreds of millions—he immediately booked the most luxurious chamber.

The chamber had eight auxiliary cultivation rooms, one main cultivation room, and a large guest hall.

After everyone sat down, Ding Huan pulled out several teleportation talismans and handed them out:

"I'll set up an imprisoning-kill array first. Here are a few teleportation talismans—if anything goes wrong, each of you smash yours."

"Where will we be teleported to?" Emperor Hou Hen asked urgently—he feared being teleported into the Yongshen Deep Chasm.

Inside the Yongshen Deep Chasm, if you weren't beside Ding Huan, teleporting in was no different from walking into death.

He lacked Ding Huan's ability to comprehend the myriad heavenly laws within the Yongshen Deep Chasm in just one or two years.

"These are for teleporting into the Yongshen Deep Chasm—don't worry. I've set up a teleportation platform inside. We'll all gather there."

Ding Huan controlled the Voidless Law and the Law of Sunkenness—he could easily establish a platform within the Yongshen Deep Chasm.

Upon hearing Ding Huan's words, even Leng Qingdie exhaled in relief.

Though she had comprehended the Law of Sunkenness, she possessed no superior flight treasure.

Once inside the Yongshen Deep Chasm, all she could do was keep searching for Yongshen Peak and hide herself to comprehend the remaining heavenly Dao principles.

Ding Huan began setting up the imprisoning-kill great array.

Moreover, he also set up the Law of Sunkenness Poison array within the room.

Almost the moment Ding Huan finished his arrays, the chamber's restrictions were tapped.

Ding Huan chuckled—these fellows arrived quickly indeed.

He opened the restrictions, and six figures entered his chamber.

Ding Huan recognized two of them: Yi Han and Venerable Suo Gu.

"This must be Dao Friend Ding Huan, correct?"

The speaker was the tall man leading the group, his face filled with gentle smiles, visibly delighted to see Ding Huan.

Ding Huan did not answer—he could sense the strength of this group.

Yi Han laughed heartily and said to Ding Huan: "Dao Friend Ding, this is our Dao Court's Yongsheng Great Emperor, Emperor Jue Yuan. Upon hearing of you, he arrived at once."

"And these two are our Dao Court's Bai Shao Divine Chancellor and Chang Bo Yuan, Court Pillar."

Ding Huan's gaze settled on the two Yi Han introduced.

Bai Shao had a shaved head with a flame-shaped pattern atop it, his aura formidable—he was clearly a Pretender Saint.

In cultivation level, he was slightly weaker than Emperor Jue Yuan.

Was Emperor Jue Yuan a Saint? Yet Ding Huan felt the man was still far from true Sainthood—a feeling hard to articulate.

Even if Emperor Hou Hen beside him regained his full power, he likely wouldn't be weaker than Emperor Jue Yuan.

As for Chang Bo Yuan, his aura was even weaker than Bai Shao's—undoubtedly a Pretender Saint as well.

This fellow had a handsome face, strikingly handsome, with every gesture meticulously controlled.

In Ding Huan's view, this man's potential for growth had already hit its ceiling.

"Dao Friend Ding, we meet again. Thank you for aiding Venerable Suo Gu in the Yongshen Deep Chasm," said Venerable Suo Gu with a smile, breaking Ding Huan's thoughts.

Ding Huan waved his hand: "We each gave what we could. You also paid your dues."

Venerable Suo Gu ignored the matter of payment and continued smiling: "Let me introduce you—this is the Vow Yuan Buddha Master of my Buddhist Kingdom."

The Vow Yuan Buddha Master had shoulder-length hair and a solemn, expressionless face.

Only when Venerable Suo Gu introduced him did he perform a Buddhist bow: "Thank you, benefactor, for your aid to Venerable Suo Gu."

This man's cultivation level was no weaker than Emperor Jue Yuan's.

According to outside claims, this guy and Emperor Ju Yuan are both Saints—why does he feel their Saintly quality is so abysmally low?

Although Ding Huan had ignored Emperor Ju Yuan all along, Emperor Ju Yuan still wore a beaming smile, showing not the slightest impatience.

"Please be seated," Ding Huan said, and several chairs landed in various positions.

Everyone sat down, and Ding Huan took out Divine Spirit Tea and poured some for each of them.

He knew these people had come here for two reasons: first, to find out who truly could walk through the Eternal God Abyss—him, Ding Huan, or the two Semi-Saints beside him.

Second, they likely wanted to reclaim the primordial flying treasure he had been given.

Once something was in his hands, anyone who thought they could take it back was dreaming.

"Ding Daofriend, if I'm not mistaken, you hail from the Forsaken Lands, correct?" Emperor Ju Yuan's tone remained cheerful.

Only then did Ding Huan realize he had misjudged part of it—these people's main purpose was the Divine Spirit Rice.

Reclaiming the treasure was secondary.

"Correct. I am indeed from the Three Divine Lands," Ding Huan replied with sarcasm.

In Emperor Ju Yuan's words, the Three Divine Lands were Forsaken Lands—so why covet the Divine Spirit Rice from the Forsaken Lands?

"Hahaha, that's excellent!" Emperor Ju Yuan burst into laughter, his voice filled with excitement, utterly unconcerned with Ding Huan's tone.

Even Master Pi Yuan was astonished, staring at Ding Huan—he had come here not for the Divine Spirit Rice, but for Void Nirvana Gold.

If Ding Huan could walk through the Eternal God Abyss, he likely controlled its spatial laws.

If he controlled the Eternal God Abyss's spatial laws, there was a chance he could obtain Void Nirvana Gold.

He had never imagined Ding Huan came from the Forsaken Lands—meaning he could also obtain Divine Spirit Rice. This was truly a windfall without effort.

Before Ding Huan could speak, the talismans sealing the cave entrance were tapped again.

Ding Huan sent out his divine sense—and he could hardly believe what he saw: Lao Liu, the sixth member of the Lanxing Sect, had appeared here.

Lao Liu stood respectfully beside a fat, round-faced Monk, looking utterly loyal.

This Monk's cultivation level was surely no lower than Emperor Ju Yuan's or Master Pi Yuan's.

Ding Huan lifted the sealing talismans.

He had already sensed the mark he had placed on Lao Liu was gone.

Ding Huan didn't care—he had never expected to reach this level back then, so he'd thought the mark was unbreakable.

Lao Liu was a Level Four Divine Beast—still one tier below Yi Jie, and far inferior to Er Gou.

"Amitabha. This cultivator must be Ding Huan," said the fat, round-faced Monk, clasping his hands. "I am Wu Zha, from the Buddhist Sect." His tone was sincere.

Emperor Ju Yuan and the others rose to greet the Monk upon his arrival.

Yet Master Pi Yuan and Venerable Suo Gu of the Buddhist Kingdom acted as if they saw nothing, sitting motionless.

Wu Zha likewise ignored the two from the Buddhist Kingdom. After greeting Emperor Ju Yuan, he sat down.

He was equally stunned—he had thought only Ding Huan was here. How had Emperor Ju Yuan and Master Pi Yuan both appeared? What was going on?

His information came from Lao Liu—so where had he gotten word of Emperor Ju Yuan and Master Pi Yuan?

"Lao Liu, not bad—you've climbed high enough to ignore even your savior," Ding Huan sneered.

Now he understood why Wu Zha had found him—it was because of the mark he'd once placed on Lao Liu.

After his own cultivation improved, he had paid it no mind.

He never imagined Wu Zha had stripped off that mark and used it as a guide to track him down.

Ding Huan could now easily sever the mark's residual aura—but he chose not to.

Even if he severed it, he'd make this fat, round-faced bastard suffer first.

But he'd never heard of a Wu Zha in the Western Teachings?

"Ding Daofriend, you did help me once, but you imposed too many restrictions and used me as a tool to find the Dao Ancestor. Out of respect for our past bond, we are even now."

Lao Liu spoke calmly—clearly, Ding Huan's Divine King cultivation meant nothing to him.

Ding Huan sneered: "Back then, the Western Teachings schemed against you—you were barely a stone away from turning to stone. You want to cut ties with me? Fine. But I never thought you'd sink so low as to crawl back."