Chapter 495: Immortal Art · Suppressing the Void

Cluster Heavy Artillery Annihilates Cultivators, Main Text, Chapter 527: Immortal Technique · Suppressing the Void. Han Lin has been cultivating for over a hundred years, nearing two centuries.

From the martial world of Yue Kingdom, to the Seven Feathers Sect, becoming a rogue cultivator across three kingdoms, and finally reaching the Northern Origin Cultivation Realm, he has encountered countless people, experienced numerous events, and survived many life-and-death crises.

But when it comes to trust, the youth he met in his younger years stands above all others.

Even surpassing Elder He.

This elder's origins are shrouded in mystery; with profound scheming and lacking a physical body, his heart harbors many concerns.

Naturally, he would do nothing harmful; as long as no one betrays him, he will not betray anyone.

Only the youth before him.

Arrogant and cold, the other party does not even regard him as a friend, but merely as an old acquaintance.

Yet, he can be trusted.

This is the answer given by his keen divine soul.

Of course, as a cultivator, no one is worthy of complete reliance; amidst countless worldly temptations, one can only speak of utmost trust, with self-reliance being paramount.

Han Lin reckons that while other heavenly treasures might be negotiable, regarding cultivation methods and secret techniques, the person before him would never secretly hoard or hide them, even those above the Nascent Soul stage.

On the safety perimeter line.

The other party would by no means kill to steal treasures or monopolize cultivation methods and secret techniques.

"Fragments of the battlefield from the sky of a shattered world..."

Jiang Ding frowned.

If true,

without needing any Dao Son-level instinct for life-and-death crises, he would know this involves immense danger; once provoking figures of such caliber, they would have the ability to trace the source and search an entire realm thoroughly, the gap being too vast.

But the temptation is also great.

A Deity Transformation inheritance is one thing.

But if it were a Void Refinement inheritance, even just a fragment, it would be enough to exert a huge impact on the Immortal Sect and on himself.

In the Immortal Sect, knowledge is public; the limit of the Immortal Sect is his limit.

In other words,

barring accidents, thousands of years later, he would reach the peak of Deity Transformation and, like the ruling authorities of the Immortal Sect, fall into a near-eternal bottleneck, seeing no hope, deducing day and night solely for a sliver of a chance to advance.

Therefore, he remained silent for a moment, offering no reply.

Silence fell here.

One day, two days...

One month, two months...

Occasionally, people passed through this grassland; Foundation Establishment cultivators, even Golden Core cultivators, passed by without glancing at anyone in this direction.

Han Lin dared not urge him.

He knew his proposal nearly shook the other party's cultivation plans, causing massive changes to their future path, potential enemies, and more, making it difficult to decide.

Of course, he could not understand any of this at all.

Danger is simply danger.

For so many years, this is how he has lived, pursuing the Dao, surviving death time and again, regretting nothing despite facing death a hundred times.

If one day he dies on the path of seeking the Dao, there would be no regrets.

"Young friend."

The weathered voice pondered for a long time before speaking: "Have you ever heard of Immortal Techniques?"

Jiang Ding's pupils contracted.

The surrounding space rippled; he keenly perceived this to be an extremely high-grade isolation and shielding technique, possibly even involving causality.

"The destruction of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect is related to this."

The weathered voice slowly continued: "In the ruins of the Yue Kingdom's Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect, there is an object I can lend to you, young friend, to examine."

"Little Han can also take a look."

He added another sentence.

The surrounding shielding technique expanded further, and the weathered voice showed a hint of weakness.

Han Lin's body trembled.

"Seal, Activate!"

The weathered voice whispered sharply.

The space before Han Lin's brow became hazy, and then a gray-white fragment of broken stone floated before the two of them.

It looked utterly ordinary, gray-white, fist-sized, with uneven edges, resembling a random stone picked up from the roadside, with nothing remarkable about it.

However, at the moment it appeared, a wisp of chaotic light flashed.

Instantly, everything froze.

Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, space, time, and even causality all became immobile.

Vaguely, Jiang Ding saw within the vast galaxy an elder with flowing wide sleeves and an indistinct face pressing a palm downward; myriad worlds and laws froze, then shattered like mirrors, reverting to the primordial chaos of the universe.

"Immortal Technique · Suppressing the Void!"

A sonorous voice like a great bell echoed through the galaxy.

After a long while, several more months passed.

The two frozen individuals regained consciousness.

Calculating the time based on the surrounding celestial phenomena and green grass for a moment, their faces changed drastically.

In their consciousness seas, it had clearly been only an instant, yet in reality, several months had passed without their knowledge; had the shielding technique not still been active, even a mortal wielding a sharp blade could have slain them both.

Their Golden Cores, magical power, and divine souls were all imprisoned and rendered ineffective!

Even the perception of time itself!

The two exchanged a glance, each seeing in the other's eyes genuine, heartfelt fear.

What is a Dao heart? What is character? Before such an abyssal gap, they are useless—this is the instinct of a creature facing a superior being.

"This is why the Tianshenlei Sect perished."

The weathered voice spoke weakly: "This is merely a fragment smaller than one ten-thousandth of the whole, devoid of any divine marvel. Back then, my sect once possessed fragments far larger—and still perished."

"I… Shenhe Qing Daoren secretly hid two fragments."

"Three thousand years ago, a boy similar to you emerged from the Nine Heaven Ruins in Yue State. A thousand years later, he returned, shattered the outer space of the Nine Heaven Ruins as a Hua Shen Qi cultivator, and seized another fragment, over a zhang tall. The Nine Heaven Ruins sacrificed part of itself to save the whole, severing sections and barely escaped."

"I assumed he would scour this entire world until he found me—I lived in constant dread during that time."

"But he never came. Not even until today, two thousand years later."

The weathered voice sounded perplexed.

Jiang Ding took a deep breath.

That boy must have been the previous Great Sun Sword Disciple.

He understood the ways of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion well—if this world did not resemble the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, and if the Yue State Nine Heaven Ruins had not been unearthed, then he must have suffered some accident.

If I'm not mistaken, it must be related to something similar to this fragment.

"Immortal Art: Tranquilize the Void…"

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

He recalled the talent assessment result from the Central Array Spirit computer when he entered Qingfeng University—the painting of the True Immortal of Sword Dao.

The True Immortal, holding a sword, was encircled by nine chaotic black holes: swords that annihilated metal, wood, water, fire, earth; the sword that annihilated time and space; the sword that annihilated cause and effect.

Of course,

those were not identical to the Immortal Art Tranquilize the Void—only aligned in the same direction. This Immortal Art was not a sword technique.

"Young friend."

The weathered voice tucked away the fragment shard and said: "The Nine Heaven fragment discovered by that young Han is also part of the ancient battlefield. There may be some stone fragments containing traces of Immortal Art transmission. If the two are united, perhaps you can unravel more—this would greatly benefit both our Dao paths."

"Senior, I will go."

Jiang Ding bowed slightly, accepting this immense favor.

The temptation was too great—he could not resist.

Worst case, if a force beyond his control noticed him, he would abandon this world and flee—wait until he reached Hua Shen Qi. The risk was still within his tolerance.

As far as he knew, within a small world, the highest cultivation level was Soul Transformation; anything higher could not remain inside the world.

"Simply sharing the acquired Gong Fa and secret arts is unreasonable."

Jiang Ding turned to Han Lin, pausing thoughtfully: "If the danger you encounter does not exceed my capability, I will lend a hand."

"Moreover, the fragment itself is a form of Gong Fa and secret art. If I obtain the fragment, I may allow you to contemplate it—but only within my line of sight."

"Thank you, Young Master!"

Han Lin was overjoyed.

Jiang Ding then took from him the token to enter the Nine Heaven fragment.

After a slight sense of its aura,

he discovered that this Nine Heaven fragment was still moving. Through the array calculations within the token from Void Refinement Sect, he deduced it would approach this world in roughly ten to twenty years—then, one could use the token to teleport inside.

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