Post-Mythical Era: I don't want to die in the third reincarnation-Chapter 297 - 292: Unyielding Ding Huan

Wu Zhanxia’s fury intensified as Fei Zhankong and Ji Gu actually sided with Ding Huan.

"Is Sect Master Ding present?" Fei Zhankong approached Ding Huan and greeted him with a fist wrapped in the other hand, speaking with earnest sincerity.

Ji Gu also stepped forward and gave Ding Huan a cultivator’s bow: "I have seen Sect Master Ding."

Ding Huan returned the courtesy, saying with some confusion, "How do you two know that I am the Sect Master?"

While it was true that he’d given his name here, he certainly hadn’t mentioned that he was the Sect Master.

Fei Zhankong smiled and said,

"A few months ago, we encountered two women here, one named Lou Fenyan and the other Liu Yinyu, being pursued and nearly slain by a member of the Shi Family named Shi Qi Qiu."

"Yes, Mr. Fei and I were about to come and inform you of this matter; slaying Chuanxi who killed Jiuyuan was just an act of convenience," added Ji Gu.

They had long wished to leave this place.

But Wu Zhanxia was too domineering. Had they attempted to leave here on their own, Wu Zhanxia would have undoubtedly slain them.

Therefore, their actions—dispatching Chuanxi as well as informing Ding Huan about the whereabouts of Liu Yinyu and Lou Fenyan—were all meant to join Ding Huan’s side and follow him out of this locale.

Liu Yinyu and Lou Fenyan are here?

Ding Huan’s eyes went cold, and his gaze fell on Wu Zhanxia:

"Master Wu, I regarded you as a friend, but this is unprincipled of you. You’ve actually captured my people."

Wu Zhanxia knew he had made one mistake: he shouldn’t have let Ding Huan act so freely here once he realized Ding Huan could contend with him.

He should have struck out in a frenzy, slaying one or two from Ding Huan’s side.

He should have made it known to everyone in the Cultivator Avenue District that he, Wu Zhanxia, was still the strongest.

His step back now let even more people realize one thing: he could not handle Ding Huan.

Allowing Ding Huan’s side to increase in strength, it was too late for him to return to his previous position.

Wu Zhanxia wanted to act, but he knew better than anyone that if he did, there was no victory to be had on his side.

Despite their numbers being seven to eight times that of Ding Huan’s,

he was clear on two crucial points should they come to blows.

First, Ding Huan’s people would surely commit their all, while it was uncertain how many on his side would truly risk their lives for him.

The second point was even more terrifying: Ding Huan seemed to possess a powerful Great Dao Domain.

Within Ding Huan’s domain, a cultivator’s Dao Rhythm and Divine Will could actually remain unaffected by the Immortal Bridge Dao Rhythm simulation space he had created. This was truly fearsome.

If Ding Huan’s side was unaffected in strength, even with all his people striking with full force, they were no match for Ding Huan’s group—in fact, they were significantly outmatched.

This was because the space he had constructed was a simulated and false Immortal Bridge Dao Rhythm space.

Although cultivator strengths were not affected here, they were far weaker compared to the outside of the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield.

What compares between false Heaven and Earth Rules and the true ones?

Taking a deep breath, Wu Zhanxia forcefully suppressed his murderous intent and softened his voice as much as possible:

"I was not aware of this matter."

Fei Zhankong chuckled: "Valley Master is so busy every day, naturally you wouldn’t know. But Shi Changyi from Changyan Academy is aware."

Ding Huan had no doubts now—had Shi Qi Qiu indeed sought out the powerful members of the Shi Family at Changyan Academy?

"Who is Shi Changyi, step forward," demanded Ding Huan icily, his voice a frigid tone as he surveyed the scores of people before him.

A lean man sneered, "I am Shi Changyi. What of it? Are you suggesting you can also control the Four-layered Sea Canyon?"

"That blowhard is mine," proclaimed Fei Zhankong, stepping forward with an outstretched hand and summoning a Golden Crow Shovel.

Ding Huan offered Fei Zhankong a fist-wrapped greeting:

"Mr. Fei, you need not take action against this old man. Please do me a favor and retrieve Liu Yinyu and Lou Fenyan for me.

And that Shi Qi Qiu, bring him to me as well."

"Ha ha, consider it done," Fei Zhankong laughed heartily, vanishing with a flash as he dashed into the fray.

"I’ll take down this one," declared Cang Yongqian, feeling that he hadn’t contributed much since joining Ding Huan’s side and thus unsheathed his long sword. From dozens of feet away from Shi Changyi, he cleaved down with a swing.

Though Cang Yongqian harbored deep reservations about Wu Zhanxia, he was a man who valued honor.

In Cang Yongqian’s heart, having chosen to stand with Ding Huan, no matter how wary of Wu Zhanxia he was, he would not falter.

"Valley Master..." Shi Changyi maintained his composure, but his heart pounded with urgency.

He’d spent enough time here to discern certain clues.

It seemed to involve the Great Dao and the rules of space, but he was currently unable to confirm his suspicions.

Not only Shi Changyi had realized the issue, but some discerning cultivators did as well.

They simply hadn’t yet realized that the Immortal Bridge Dao Rhythm of this space was merely simulated through a Half-Immortal Artifact by Wu Zhanxia.

Clash! A hundred-zhang-long Sword Light tore through the space before them.

Onlookers quickly dodged to either side, while a flustered Shi Changyi summoned a Five Blossom Wheel.

Boom! Cang Yongqian’s Sword Light crashed against the Five Blossom Wheel.

Radiant light exploded, turning the space into a kaleidoscope of colors that seemed incredibly resplendent.

Yet Shi Changyi spouted a stream of blood, the brilliance of his Five-Flower Wheel dimming in an instant.

Just one move made it clear to Shi Changyi that he was not only no match for Cang Yongqian but also far inferior.

Where could he find the courage to fight again? He landed behind Wu Zhanxia, his face pale as paper.

However, Cang Yongqian’s eyes lit up; having cultivated in the Cultivator Avenue District for over a hundred years, he had never felt this way.

That strike of his seemed to have carved out a rudimentary form of the sword technique he had long pursued.

He had never experienced this before.

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He also faintly understood why Wu Zhanxia was wary of Ding Huan—now that he was under the influence of Ding Huan’s Tao Domain, his Divine Ability Rhythm became so clear when he struck.

"Ding Sect Master, that’s crossing the line. I see you as a fellow seeker on the path to immortality, which is why I’ve let you do as you please until now.

You turn a blind eye, repeatedly attacking those here striving to comprehend the Immortal Fate Great Dao. Do you really think my casual strike earlier gave you the confidence?" Wu Zhanxia’s voice was low but carried a wild killing intent. Clearly, he appeared ready to take on Ding Huan.

Hearing Wu Zhanxia’s words, all the cultivators perked up.

This was more in line with Master Wu’s temperament; otherwise, they would really have doubted whether there was a problem with the Immortal Bridge Dao Rhythm they had perceived in the Tao Valley.

Some only hoped Ding Huan wouldn’t back down and refuse to give in. If they could just get Wu Zhanxia to a point where he couldn’t back down, a fight might indeed break out.

Wu Zhanxia was the sole powerhouse here to have grasped the Immortal Bridge Dao Rhythm, and his strength was far greater than theirs.

After all, Fu Qijian and Wu Zhanxia had only made one move, and many aspects were still unclear to them.

If a fight broke out again, they definitely wanted to capture it in their Crystal Balls and then study it slowly.

In fact, many didn’t understand why Wu Zhanxia was suppressing his emotions so much today.

Although he had not made a second move, many people still believed he had just struck casually before.

Everyone knew Wu Zhanxia’s strength—it could only be described in one word: formidable.

Everyone’s gaze turned to Ding Huan, and how the situation would unfold all depended on his response.

"Ding Sect Master, Master Wu probably doesn’t want to start a fight with you, though I don’t understand why.

But now he just needs a way out, and I think there’s no need to antagonize him right now; his strength is really too terrifying for comfort.

Just now, when Master Wu and Mr. Fu exchanged blows, he probably didn’t even use ten percent of his strength."

Cen Huan was worried that Ding Huan, not aware of his own limits, would directly confront Wu Zhanxia, leading everyone into a complete disaster if a fight broke out.

She had witnessed Wu Zhanxia’s strength firsthand.

Once, the cultivator residence area in Four-layered Sea Canyon wasn’t just populated by a hundred or so people. At its peak, there were over a hundred and fifty.

Forty years ago, twenty-seven Earth Immortals at the Perfection level tried to forcefully leave the Four-layered Sea Canyon, angering Wu Zhanxia.

Wu Zhanxia single-handedly killed all twenty-seven Earth Immortals at Perfection level, and he was barely even wounded.

But while Wu Zhanxia dealt with these twenty-seven, some others managed to escape the canyon.

The reason she and Cang Yongqian had been so polite to Wu Zhanxia when they planned to follow Ding Huan, seeking his consent with a salute, was precisely because Wu Zhanxia’s strength was overwhelming.

Ding Huan looked at Wu Zhanxia,

"Mr. Wu, you’d better pray my two friends are unharmed. If they’re even slightly hurt, you can forget about keeping this wretched place, believe it or not.

As for Shi Changyi, I’ve decided to kill him today—what can you do about it? As for my confidence, if you have the guts, come up here and fight. If not, shut your mouth."

All the cultivators who heard Ding Huan’s words changed their expression, as they never expected Ding Huan to directly confront and mock Wu Zhanxia.

This wasn’t about giving Wu Zhanxia a way out or keeping things simple; it was clear he wanted Wu Zhanxia to make a move and start a fight.

"You’re courting death..." The rage in Wu Zhanxia’s heart could no longer be contained, and with a step forward, the ferocious aura of the killing Daoist Rhythm swept out.

The cultivators on both sides felt Wu Zhanxia’s terrifying presence and hastily retreated in a frenzy.

At the same time, they no longer harbored any doubts about Wu Zhanxia.

The oppressive power of the Great Dao that Wu Zhanxia wielded in his earlier move could easily crush them.

Ding Huan, worried that Wu Zhanxia might retreat, urgently said to Lao Dan,

"Lao Dan, give this poser a taste of his own medicine."

Ding Huan was also eager to understand the direction of Master Wu’s Tao, and he couldn’t wait for the other to make a move.

After guessing at some of the reasons, Bei Shu was itching to test himself. On hearing Ding Huan’s words, he immediately rushed out, bringing forth his own Magical Treasure, the Jiuyuan Scrolls.

Wu Zhanxia was completely infuriated; how could there be someone as foolhardy as Ding Huan in this world?

Would anyone else dare to speak so recklessly? Didn’t he understand the clear difference in strength between them?

But he had spoken, and his Daoist Rhythm had already swept out; how could he back down now?

Deep down, he truly didn’t want to fight Ding Huan.

If they did fight, his Simulation Space was very likely to be exposed.

Previously, the group just had scattered hearts, but after a fight, he probably couldn’t lead the team anymore.