Seize him," said Cen Yuan in a faint tone.
Her gaze swept across the recently talkative Fán Lè Cāng, those insects, she would let them know what it's like to live worse than death. A cultivator of the second layer of the earth appeared, and Dīng Huān immediately commented: "Chóng Jié, last time you didn't kill you, you have the nerve to stand up again. You really are persistent enough. This guy was intercepted by him and Fú Qiān in the last time, and was severely injured by Fú Qiān. If it weren't for Dīng Huān's sense of danger, she wouldn't have given up on killing him. Chóng Jié has a pale complexion and is staring only at Fú Qiān. As long as Fú Qiān doesn't make a move, he can easily control Dīng Huān. It's only because there are only cultivators of the earth in this place who have reached the completion level or peak level, Chóng Jié can sense their cultivation level. As for others who are not earth-level cultivation or peak level cultivation can be felt by Chóng Jié cannot be sensed at all. Therefore, when he felt that Fú Qiān was an earth-level cultivator this time, he felt normal, otherwise how could he have been heavily injured last time? "Chóng Jié, go ahead and teach this little thing a lesson," said an old man with a face full of wrinkles as he walked out from behind Cén Yuán's words
"Don't kill this person, catch him and then I will take him to another person who I buried alive. I will also bury him alive," said Ding Huan, his eyes twitching and his tone becoming cold: "Who have you buried?"
He is worried about Qi Xin Yue. If this woman buries Qi Xin Yue alive, he will make sure she suffers more than death.
“Your old friend, Value seven. Is not straight on your side? Now sealed all of his veins and recognition sea, confined to hold his Dan Tian, bury him alive in the place where he said to you.
Cen Yuan said coldly.
Ding Huan clenched his fists.
The only person among the several in the god race who made Ding Huan feel good was Zhí Qī.
Zhí Qī not only told him where the entrance to the territory of the gods was located but also hoped that he would go to retrieve Qi Xin Yue in the future when his cultivation is strong.
And now, the news he heard was that Zhí Qī had been buried alive.
There are two earth-level cultivators and seven heaven-level cultivators behind the woman. It seems that the God Race is going to join forces with Ji Yuán. Leave a few alive, and kill the rest." Ding Huan said slowly while staring at Cén Yuán, feeling that this race of gods is truly despicable.
He had no close relationship with Zhí Qī, but Zhí Qī was one of the few who still retained some semblance of emotion within the God Race.
Now he has decided to do something for Zhí Qī.
Cén Yuán seemed to have heard something funny, before she could continue speaking, seven or eight people from Ding Huan's side rushed over.
"Elderly Earth-level cultivator to perfection?" The withered-ship elder looked in shock at Qi Yonghan as he charged towards him.
At the same time, Chóng Jié had already been held back by Shen Youshàn's cultivation. He couldn't even escape the bindings of Shen Youshàn's spear, let alone fight back. Even though he was a cultivator of the second layer of Earth and Shen Youshàn was at a completely different level.
The people Ding Huan brought out are not ordinary earth-level cultivators.
Every living being here has been through ruthless elimination, countless battles, and has survived. Each of them was once a shining star, a legend of an era.
On the contrary, the one who is most feared by Chóng Jié is Fu Qiān, who has the shortest experience and least number of battles.
Cāng Yǒngqián, Jì Xūwén, Fu Qiān, and Jì Gū charged towards Cén Yuán's side.
When Cén Yuán felt that she couldn't break free from these people's field, and even the earth-level cultivators around her seemed like ants, her expression changed.
When she first saw Ding Huan, he was an ant that wasn't even worth a glance.
If it hadn't been for Zhí Qī's interference, she would have killed Ding Huan the first time.
When she heard about Ding Huan for the second time, Ding Huan had already become very famous in the realm of ascent, and had even destroyed the Cháng Yuàn Academy.
At this time, she knew that there must be a secret about Ding Huan.
If she couldn't obtain this secret from Ding Huan, when she returned to the God Race, she would find a way to obtain it from Qi Xin Yue.
When she saw Ding Huan again, she realized that she had no right to talk to him.
Even though she is now the designated city lord of Ji Yuán City, appointed by Ji Yuán and the God Race, she remains powerless to resist.
She watched helplessly as two earth-level cultivators at her side were killed by others, and she also watched as Chóng Jié and the withered-ship elder were captured by Ding Huan's people.
Before she could continue thinking, she felt a tightening on her neck, and a handprint lifted her up and threw her in front of Ding Huan.
By the time she came to her senses, all of her meridians and recognition sea were bound.
She could see that the cultivators from the God Race and Ji Yuán had their heads and bodies separated one by one.
It only took less than half an hour for the battle to end.
There are four earth-level cultivators, seven heaven-level cultivators, and a bunch of True God Realm cultivators here. It's not enough for Ding Huan's side's powerful cultivators to try their hand at.
Ding Huan's gaze fell on a group of individuals who were once talents from the realm of ascent but had ended up joining Ji Yuán.
The group of people were already terrified. After Ding Huan arrived, two of them had died on their side, one had been crippled, and two had been taken away by the patriarch of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Now even the city lord of Ji Yuán City, Cén Yuán, has been restrained and thrown under their feet.
Now, with a total of nine people, none dared to look up at Ding Huan.
"Why do you have to be so sneaky, being a cultivator of the third tier of Star Land Continent, yet eating from the inside and outside?" Ding Huan's tone was full of sarcasm.
"Ding Master, all of them have participated in the process of wiping out Ji Yuán City's sect. My brother Fan and I have not intervened, but we have seen it all clearly," Gu Lianghui stepped forward and said respectfully.
Ding Huan simply raised his hand, and a blade of lightning was unleashed. Although there were several top ten true gods from the realm of ascent here, in the face of Ding Huan's domain, they had no chance to resist at all.
The already depleted Ji Yuán City became even more ominous and cold due to Ding Huan's ruthless attacks without mercy.
Some cultivators far away watched the massacre happening here with their hearts pounding, neither daring to turn and run nor daring to speak out.
Cultivators who were trying to escape from Ji Yuán City found that the city had been sealed off, causing them even greater panic and unease.
"Ding Huan, if you harm me, it will not only be a war with Ji Yuán, but also the God Race will not forgive you..." Cén Yuán was still roaring.
"How did Zhí Qī die?" Ding Huan asked again.
"He leaked the secrets of the gods to outsiders and violated the will of the tribe, being sentenced to death by the tribal leader." Cén Yuán didn't want to answer Ding Huan's questions, but she had no courage to remain silent.
"How did the god race leader know that Zhí Qī had leaked the secrets, and how was he killed?" Ding Huan asked another question.
It was Cén Yuán who eavesdropped on Zhí Qī's transmission with a magic artifact, and it was also Cén Yuán who instigated, saying that since Zhí Qī had his heart elsewhere, he had to be buried alive." An abrupt voice helped Cén Yuán answer this question.
Ding Huan turned around to see a young god-race cultivator who had just barely survived the massacre. He was one of the few who had been left alive after the battle.
Upon hearing this, Cén Yuán's eyes filled with some fear.
"Why are you here? How do you know so much?" Ding Huan's gaze fell on the young god-race cultivator. The cultivator of the empty divinity realm bowed deeply: "Because my name is Zhí Chìlí, and Zhí Qī is my thirteen uncle."
"Can you want to avenge your thirteen uncle?" Ding Huan asked.
Zhí Chìlí didn't think twice: "I would, thank you very much, Ding Master."
Ding Huan nodded: "Do you know what happened to Qi Xin Yue?"
Zhí Chìlí shook his head: "I only know that she is a sacred maiden. As soon as she returned to the God Race, she was sent for cultivation. I have no idea where exactly she went."
"Very well, you bury Cén Yuán outside of the Wenqi Sect." Ding Huan said.
As for Cén Yuán's ring, Ding Huan didn't hesitate to take it away.
"Ding Huan, you're mad! You dare to bury me alive?" Cén Yuán was hysterical. She had never imagined that Ding Huan would be so crazy.
She is a member of the God Race, a link sent by the God Race to cooperate with Ji Yuán in Ji Yuán City.
Ding Huan didn't even bother to answer him. He was watching if Zhí Chìlí could survive.
Zhí Chìlí, upon hearing Ding Huan's words, didn't hesitate for a moment. He rushed up and grabbed Cén Yuán's neck, directly heading towards the direction of the Wenqi Sect.
Cén Yuán's pitiful screams were heard along the way.
"Ding Master, I need to go back to my sect for a look," Xiū Cāng finally said his first request at this moment.
Questioning Sect is like life to him. Now that Questioning Sect has been destroyed, he has been tormented beyond bearing.
Now he could finally go back to his sect for a look. How could he hold back?
"Of course."
Ding Huan looked at Fu Qiān and said, "Seven Swords, why don't you accompany Xiu Zhong to visit the sect? Many of the Ji Yuán cultivators in the city are worried that Xiu Zhong will be attacked when he returns to the sect." "Let's go clean up the city lord's mansion in Ji Yuán City," Qi Yonghan knew Ding Huan's meaning and volunteered to take back the city lord's mansion. When Qi Yonghan and others left, Ding Huan looked at Lou Bùzhī and said, "Zhi, why are you here?"
Lou Bùzhī sighed, "I displayed an extremely strong talent in alchemy at the Dan Qing Gate, which attracted envy. They obtained my alchemy knowledge through means and forced me to hand it over. Fortunately, my master saved my life, and I quickly took advantage of the opportunity to do a task and came to the realm of ascent through the flying stage." "Indeed," Ding Huan could only sigh inwardly. When he knew that Lou Bùzhī had Dan Dao, he had already vaguely realized that it was a time bomb. "As long as you've saved your life, then join my sect Blue Star Sect when the time comes," Ding Huan patted Lou Bùzhī again. He had seen Dan Dao before; while it was good, it wasn't worth paying too much attention to.
Lou Bùzhī lowered his head and remained silent. The fact was that when he had nowhere else to turn, his first thought was of Ding Huan's Blue Star Sect.
Of course, the Blue Star Sect is at the peak of its power in the Daoist realm, and how could he not have thought of it?
However, after all the hardships he had gone through to reach the Blue Star Sect, he was kicked out directly without even having the qualification to participate in the selection.
The reason was that he had nothing valuable to offer to the executors in charge of recruiting disciples.
Unable to find any other options, he had to choose entering the realm of ascent and competing on the flying stage.
Because of Ding Huan's presence, both Hú Wúxīn and Mò Zhèng were very concerned about the flying stage. Therefore, the flying stage was relatively normal, which allowed Lou Bùzhī to arrive in the realm of ascent.
