Post-Mythical Era: I don't want to die in the third reincarnation-Chapter 488 - 481 Help Me Kill Someone
"Your cultivation technique is quite remarkable; just don't let those people from Emperor Wushang know," Xing Pan suddenly spoke up.
He must have known Ding Huan was planning to leave. With such injuries, he had no intention of living on.
He no longer had a place to stay in the Great Immortal Domain, and his Great Dao was mottled—this was insoluble.
He had been barely surviving all these years, and now with new injuries on top of old ones, there was no point in continuing to live.
Ding Huan laughed briefly and suddenly asked, "Can you tell me about the Four Great Emperors?"
Xing Pan didn't understand why Ding Huan's thoughts were jumping so abruptly, but after a moment's contemplation, he spoke, "Emperor Jin He is inscrutable. When they besieged me back then, he did not give it his all. I am still rather grateful to him.
Emperor Ping Wei's personality is quite straightforward, sometimes easily swayed by others. During the siege, he attacked without reservation; a small part of my injuries back then can be attributed to him. As for Emperor Wukong," he paused for a long while before saying, "Unfathomable, appears naive but is actually the most sly."
Ding Huan nodded; that matched his own understanding of Emperor Wukong. If it weren't for his character, he wouldn't have sent out the Soul Devouring Ring.
"And what about Emperor Du Xing?"
Xing Pan disdainfully said, "Du Xing was slain by me. Initially, when the four of them besieged me, I killed Du Xing and fled.
Had Jin He not held back, I wouldn't have survived to talk here."
Ding Huan did not ask for details, probably because Xing Pan was unwilling to give up the Heavenly Emperor position, leading the other emperors to jointly attack Xing Pan.
Ding Huan also roughly understood Xing Pan's strength.
The Four Great Emperors besieged Xing Pan, yet he still managed to kill Du Xing, showing he must be the most powerful among the Five Great Emperors.
"If you could survive and recover, would you still fight for the Heavenly Emperor position?" Ding Huan asked Xing Pan.
Xing Pan chuckled, "Leaving aside the fact that I definitely can't recover, as for the Heavenly Emperor—like you said just now, let he who loves it take it. Why would I do such thankless work?"
The deeper reason was, if he had the Great Immortal Domain in his hands, he would have a chance to call upon the Immortal Court Cultivators to ally with one race against another.
Now, there were only two words for it, ha...
"Emperor Wushang doesn't think that the position of Heavenly Emperor is thankless; he couldn't be happier," Ding Huan said.
Xing Pan's eyes were full of sarcasm, "As Heavenly Emperor, he just warms his seat, completely indifferent to the life and death of the Great Immortal Domain. All he cares about are his own Great Dao and his position.
As such, it may be comfortable for him to be the Heavenly Emperor, but unfortunately, it's the cultivators of the Great Immortal Domain and the Immortal Sects who suffer."
Ding Huan quite agreed, nodding, "You're right. With your personality, you probably wouldn't find it easy if you sat on the Heavenly Emperor's seat."
Silently, Ding Huan was right.
Had he been sitting in the position of Heavenly Emperor, he would never allow the Demon Clan armies to ravage the Great Immortal Domain so freely.
He couldn't stand it; even if he had to intervene personally, he would lead the Immortal Court Cultivator Army to battle.
"I can heal you, but I would also like you to do me a favor," Ding Huan suddenly said.
"You can heal me? Do you know what's wrong with me?" Xing Pan stared at Ding Huan, his eyes wide with doubt, even wondering if he had misheard.
"Your Great Dao is mottled, and your Purple Mansion is cracked," Ding Huan said lightly.
"You actually know?" Xing Pan was even more shocked, Ding Huan's cultivation should only be around that of a Da Yi Immortal, yet his words were earth-shattering.
Ding Huan did not answer, just calmly gazed at Xing Pan.
After several moments, Xing Pan spoke slowly, word by word, "If you can heal me, then my life is yours."
He had been treating his injuries for who knows how many years, still unable to dispel the mottled Dao Rhythm.
This time, with the Demon Race and Demon Clan invading the Great Immortal Domain, not a single one of those Immortal Emperor powerhouses from the Immortal Court stood up. It was really hard for him to sit back and do nothing like those Immortal Emperors from the Immortal Court.
He ended up encountering a level eight Demon Emperor as soon as he came out, and after a fierce battle, although he killed the Demon Emperor, his old injuries recurred, leaving him powerless to recover.
He had already planned on a path to death, yet Ding Huan claimed he could save him?
"Open your Sea of Consciousness, let go of all meridians and Dantian; leave everything to me."
Upon hearing Ding Huan's words, Xing Pan unhesitatingly opened his Sea of Consciousness, Dantian, and all meridians.
In such a state, what else did he have to worry about?
Ding Huan casually set up a Concealing Immortal Array, reached out his hand to grab a High Grade Immortal Spirit Vein, then placed his hand on Xing Pan's Purple Mansion while the Great Universe Technique Circulation started.
Just one cycle, and the Immortal Spiritual Energy from that Spirit Vein completely enveloped Ding Huan and Xing Pan.
Although Xing Pan opened his Sea of Consciousness, Dantian, and even meridians, he could clearly feel his Sea of Consciousness rapidly recovering, his cracked Purple Mansion healing at a speed he could perceive...
His Dantian was also being repaired, the mottled Great Dao and his own Dao Rhythm furiously separating within his meridians.
He hadn't sensed wrongly; they were indeed ferociously separating.
The endless mottled Great Dao had tormented him for countless years, and he had never been able to separate it.
Now, under Ding Huan's Great Dao, they were separating at the fastest speed, which was something unimaginable even in dreams.
Ding Huan's Taoist Circulation, like a Law-dividing blade, clearly cut off the mottled Dao Aura from his body and expelled it.
Little did he know, for Ding Huan, separating his mottled Great Dao was the easiest part, while repairing the Purple Mansion took more time and Immortal Essence.
As his Sea of Consciousness was also being repaired, Xing Pan, even without cultivating, could sense his strength skyrocketing madly.
He didn't know how much time had passed before he heard Ding Huan's voice, "Get up and recover your strength for a while. Later, we're going to kill someone."
Xing Pan had already started practicing his Cultivation Technique.
By the time the first Cycle formed, Xing Pan was brimming with tears.
He didn't know how many years it had been since he had formed a complete Cycle of his own, and this time he did it with ease.
This exhilaration brought him immense pleasure.
A day later, Xing Pan's frail body visibly regained vigor and spirit.
His aura was also climbing rapidly.
Five days later, Xing Pan ceased his cultivation, and although he still looked frail, his cultivation had rebounded to its peak.
Xing Pan bowed to Ding Huan, "I haven't asked for the name of my benefactor yet."
"Ding Huan," Ding Huan replied.
"Brother Ding, if it weren't for you, I, Xing Pan, wouldn't even have hope to live. Whatever orders you have, I shall follow them unto death."
One does not know the true value of possession until it's lost.
Because Xing Pan had lost it once, he knew how difficult it was to regain his strength.
"I now need to kill someone, and then I'll need your help for some time," said Ding Huan.
Without even asking who, Xing Pan simply said, "My life is yours."
"There is no need for that, the person I want to kill is Emperor Wukong."
"You want to kill Emperor Wukong? You know where he is?"
Xing Pan asked in shock, their cultivation levels were too different for him to understand how Ding Huan could possibly have become enemies with Emperor Wukong.
"I don't know where he is, but he will be coming soon. After that, I plan to visit the Immortal Court. You should know that those guys covet what I possess, so I need your help."
Ding Huan trusted Xing Pan's character and didn't hide anything.
The reason he needed to kill Emperor Wukong now was because if he entered the Immortal Court, there was a high chance he would be taken to the Immortal Court Palace by Emperor Wushang.
Going there alone would certainly mean no return.
With Xing Pan by his side, it would be much safer.
Once Emperor Wukong was out of the way, Emperor Wushang would lack a powerful ally during their time in the Immortal Court.
If he found Xing Pan reliable, he considered asking him to join in the search for the Cosmic Position Disk.
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Ding Huan had observed during his stay in the Pangu Great World.
The Taoist Ancestor probably didn't want to stay in the Pangu Great World largely due to the limitations of the Heaven and Earth Rules of this world.
Otherwise, it wasn't possible that until now, not a single being stronger than an Immortal Emperor had emerged.
"Okay, you tell me what to do, and I'll do it," Xing Pan didn't ask further and simply agreed to Ding Huan's plan.
"Do you know Transformation at Birth?"
Xing Pan smiled bitterly, "That's one of the Great Divine Powers among the Thirty-six Daoist Skills of Tian Gang. If anyone in the Pangu Great World knows it, it could only be Emperor Wushang."
Ding Huan understood what Xing Pan meant, after all, Emperor Wushang was the one appointed by the Taoist Ancestor to be the Heavenly Emperor.
"This is the Transformation at Birth Divine Skill, learn it first, then we'll deal with Emperor Wukong."
Seeing the Jade Scroll in Ding Huan's hands, Xing Pan was at a loss, "Brother Ding, how come the Thirty-six Daoist Skills of Tian Gang, which belong to the Nine Heavens, appear with you?"
Transformation at Birth is one of the thirty-six divine skills, which also shouldn't appear here.
Moreover, it is said that the Thirty-six Daoist Skills of Tian Gang cannot be copied onto a Jade Scroll, how did Ding Huan manage this?
But considering that Ding Huan could even split his own Mottled Dao Rhythm, it seemed not entirely impossible.
If one day, Ding Huan became an Immortal Emperor, then other emperors might be as insignificant as ants before him.
Ding Huan waved his hand, "This is a fortuitous encounter for me, you should start cultivating, otherwise you might not even be able to enter the Immortal Court Palace."
"You're going to the Immortal Court Palace?" Xing Pan realized.
Ding Huan nodded, "Right, once I reach the Immortal Court, even if I don't go by myself, others will invite me. Rather than hiding, better to face it sooner."
Now that he was a Da Yi Immortal, to ascend to a higher realm and leave this place, he must go to the Immortal Court.
Initially, Ding Huan had planned to take it slow, but now with Demon Race and Demon Clan dominating the Great Immortal Domain, he was forced to confront Emperor Wushang and the others sooner.
"Okay, thank you Brother Ding," Xing Pan earnestly put away the Jade Scroll.
Ding Huan smiled, "It should be me thanking you, as you'll be helping me a lot more going forward."
Xing Pan shook his head, "No, actually the person I most want to kill is not Wushang. Wushang is just the Heavenly Emperor appointed by the Taoist Ancestor, and I had no major grudges with him before.
The one I really want to kill is Emperor Wukong. Emperor Jin He and Emperor Ping Wei, at least, are honorable, and although I killed Emperor Du Xing, he didn't lose the dignity of a great emperor.
But this Emperor Wukong, he is utterly despicable and shameless, it was he who harmed me stealthily, distorting my Great Dao. Shouldn't I seek retribution?"
So it was.
Ding Huan raised a Jade Talisman in his hand, "Don't worry, as long as we trap Emperor Wukong, I have a way to make him swallow back what he did to you."
The Jade Talisman contained the Mottled Dao Rhythm stripped from Xing Pan's meridians.
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