Chapter Thirteen: The Dispersed Immortals of Huashen Gate

  Seven young men were killed by Ding Yan in an instant, with four of them being struck down mercilessly, without any room for mercy.

  The remaining three young men in Chinese clothes finally had a hint of fear in their eyes.

  "Who are you, anyway? Aren't you afraid of Hua Shen Men's revenge?"

  "Run..."

  The two young men in Chinese clothes at the back turned around and galloped away on horseback.

  To them, Ding Yan was a thorough and utter madman, a demon king who killed without batting an eye.

  Ding Yan's eyes were cold and stern, his long shirt fluttering in the wind.

  "Will it run away?"

  With one step forward, Ding Yan's body was like a ghostly apparition, and in the palm of his right hand, a green aura began to emerge. This green aura appeared and quickly condensed into a talisman, seeping into the ground.

  "Wooden dummy, I'm stuck!"

  The cobblestone streets were suddenly filled with countless cracks, the cobblestones rose layer by layer, and ancient withered vines emerged from the broken earth, turning into numerous tendrils that bound the two fleeing people and their horses together.

  "Summon the primordial power of heaven and earth! Could it be that you're a loose immortal?!" The young man who hadn't escaped exclaimed in shock.

  He really couldn't remember where he had offended this jinx. In his opinion, the scattered immortals were all high and mighty figures who wouldn't bother to kill themselves for those insignificant poor people.

  Ding Yan completely ignored the person's question, his right hand stretched out and made a palm strike through the air.

  With a slap of his palm, a transparent palm print directly hit the chest of the young man in Chinese clothes on the left side. The palm force spread out and shattered the person's body into powder. At the same time, Ding Yan raised his hand again and slapped it towards the young man on the right side.

  Just as Ding Yan's palm was about to touch the man's chest, a golden light suddenly burst forth from his chest, and a powerful force erupted, canceling out Ding Yan's palm strength.

  The young man who miraculously survived saw this and seemed to have seen a lifesaver, shouting towards the sky.

  "Dad, save me!!"

  Ding Yan's eyes narrowed upon seeing this, "Actually has a protective treasure?"

  The treasure of the law is very important for cultivators. Ding Yan had originally planned to wait until after crossing the mortal tribulation before going to experience the world's treasures, and then it would be convenient to refine his own life-destined treasure. He didn't expect to see one now.

  "It's a pity your skills are too poor, otherwise killing you today would require some effort." Ding Yan casually took care of the remaining young man and walked slowly towards the young man with the protective treasure.

  At the same time, a thick and heavy earthy energy followed his footsteps, gradually condensing into his hands.

  Earth shape symbol, at this moment, almost solidified!

  The young man in Chinese clothing was entwined by countless withered vines, unable to move, feeling the pressure transmitted from Ding Yan's right hand, and his heart was terrified to the extreme.

  Just then, a powerful aura suddenly came from the distant horizon.

  "Spare your little friend!!"

  A hoarse voice clearly passed into Ding Yan's ears.

  "Flight in the void, dispersing immortals?" Ding Yan's eyes flashed.

  The reason why Ding Yan didn't forcefully break into the Hua Shen Men's entrance was because he knew that within this city, there was a Hua Shen Men elder who sat in town, and this elder happened to be a genuine immortal!

  Ding Yan's current cultivation has reached the level of Lian Qi Da Yuan Man, but he is still no match for the Upper Scattered Immortal.

  It's not about experience and means, but a gap in realm.

  A difference of one step, a distance of ten thousand miles. For this principle, Ding Yan, who has been cultivating for thousands of years, is clearer than ever. He remembers that after reaching the Tribulation Period in his previous life, he had killed three merged period Grandmasters with his bare hands, which is the gap between great realms, and it's not something that can be made up for by external objects.

  But with a determined killer like Ding Yan, how could he be intimidated by just one loose immortal?

  Almost at the moment that man appeared, Ding Yan's right hand stretched out, with his remaining three fingers curled up, and his index finger silently pointed to the center of the young man in brocade's eyebrows. On his fingertips was the solidified earth symbol he had condensed for half a day!

  "Petrify!" Ding Yan said in a soft voice.

  The earthy symbol touched the young man's brow, and in an instant it transformed into a brown energy that spread out from his brow to all sides. The young man's body turned into a brown stone statue at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  A look of fear still lingered on his face from the last moment.

  "Stop!!"

  A powerful aura descended from the sky, and a ring-shaped air wave directly shook down a dilapidated shanty house on the periphery. Ding Yan, who was standing in the middle, felt an aura as heavy as a mountain pressing down on his body, making it difficult for him to move even a single step.

  The newcomer was a middle-aged eagle, wearing a black long shirt with two yin-yang patterns embroidered on the cuffs, a purple gold crown on his head, and his long hair scattered behind him. In his words and deeds, he gave people a sense of oppression from a superior position.

  "Ah..." After the middle-aged eagle's gaze fell, he didn't even glance at Ding Yan, and with a flash of movement, he appeared beside the petrified young man.

  He stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the stone statue, a purple-blue breath of air converged into the statue through his palm.

  Ding Yan saw this and his pupils slightly contracted.

  For some reason, at the moment this person raised his hand, Ding Yan felt a hint of breath that made his heart palpitate. This breath was something he had never possessed even in his past life when he reached the Tribulation stage.

  "That is... Xianyuan!?" Ding Yan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly recalled the power that had struck him down in his previous life.

  The biggest difference between a loose immortal and a practitioner is that practitioners cultivate yuanli, while loose immortals cultivate xianyuan!

  Although at the beginning, the immortal yuan in the body of a loose immortal is very mixed, as the cultivation increases and the thunder tribulation is cleansed, the immortal yuan will become purer and purer. When the mixed power in the immortal yuan is completely cleared away, this loose immortal will truly enter the immortal gate and become a person on the path to immortality.

  As time went by, the face of the middle-aged eagle-eyed man became increasingly gloomy.

  After being rescued by Xianyuan, the young man in the magnificent attire was barely able to preserve his life, but wanting to save him would likely require some additional means.

  "I wonder who is so bold, to dare lay a hand on my son. It turns out it's one of the top ten disciples from Lotus Valley." The middle-aged man with eagle eyes withdrew his right hand, and in his eyes, a fierce killing intent appeared.

  "Speak up, how do you want to die! Don't worry, I won't kill you with one blow..."

  Ding Yan glanced at the stone statue transformed from the young man in magnificent attire and furrowed his brow.

  Xianyuan's power is indeed terrifying. It can actually revive the dead and protect the heart of that young man in brocade clothes. No wonder the scattered immortals have such a high status in this world, now it seems there is some reason to it.

  "The methods of the Scattered Immortals are indeed somewhat mysterious," Ding Yan said with a smile.

  "My methods are not something you can comprehend. If it were that old freak from the Lotus Flower Valley, I might still show some restraint. But for someone like you... one hand is enough!" As soon as the middle-aged man with eagle eyes finished speaking, his right hand shot out and grasped at the air.

  Its momentum was like grabbing a small child, and it turned out that Ding Yan was going to be captured with one hand.

  The scattered yuan force, under the control of the eagle's gaze for years, transformed into a large black hand and moved towards Ding Yan.

  Ding Yan saw the situation and instead of retreating, he advanced, clenched his fist and struck it into the palm of Da Shou's hand.

  The powerful momentum burst out in an instant, and his clothes fluttered backward!

  Almost at the same time, two talismans flew out of Ding Yan's body, one was earthy brown and the other was cyan purple. These two talismans were not the previous illusory shadows, but the actual talismans that Ding Yan had refined for more than half a year in seclusion.

  "Give me a blast!" Without any hesitation, Ding Yan directly detonated two talismans.

  These two talismans contain the yuan force infused by Ding Yan during his peak, and at this moment, adding Ding Yan's full strength is equivalent to three Qi-refining Grand Circle cultivators joining forces for a single strike.

  BOOM!!

  The terrifying power directly shattered all the bluestones on the ground.

  Shattered stones and dust covered everything, the nearby shantytown collapsed completely, many who didn't have time to escape were crushed under the rubble, wailing in agony.

  With one blow, Ding Yan borrowed momentum and retreated, his body weak and ghostly. He made three swift movements and disappeared from sight.

  "If you let him escape, my Huá character will be written in reverse!" A terrifying aura spread out, directly dispersing the remaining Yuan force around, and a cyan light shadow shot up into the sky, chasing after Ding Yan's escaping direction...

  At this time, Ding Yan had already escaped from the city gate.

  With a light leap, he dodged the Huashenmen disciples below and Ding Yan felt his body collide with a layer of restrictions.

  "Sure enough, there's a ban! Fortunately, it's just a communication ban...". Ding Yan raised his hand and easily blasted open the ban in front of him.

  Several flashes, disappeared outside the city...

  Every move made by Ding Yan seemed effortless and casual, but in fact, they were all the result of thousands of years of accumulated experience from his past life. Although the middle-aged man with eagle eyes was a loose immortal, his experience was far inferior to that of Ding Yan, who had been reborn multiple times. Moreover, due to underestimating his opponent, he allowed Ding Yan to escape from his hands.

  After running for dozens of miles in one breath, Ding Yan had just let out a sigh of relief when a terrifying aura suddenly caught up with him, and the direction was exactly where he was now.

  "The power of a loose immortal is indeed much more formidable than I had imagined!" Ding Yan secretly felt shocked.

  At this moment, I dare not stay, and once again plunge into the distance...

  At this time, the middle-aged eagle was even more furious, in his eyes, Ding Yan was just a Qi-refining cultivator, an insignificant existence. This kind of being actually made him suffer a slight injury, although it was due to his own underestimation, but thinking about it still made him feel extremely irritated.

  However, he did not intend to kill Ding Yan, because Ding Yan's last blow before escaping caught his attention.

  "What are those two strange things that can unleash such an attack? It's actually possible for a Qi Refining cultivator to explode with such power, it must be a ancient divine technique! Who would have thought that this kid had another extraordinary encounter......" As he thought about this, the middle-aged man's eyes blazed with excitement.

  ......

  Inside the city, where the two had just fought, the stone statue of the young man in magnificent attire stood quietly. It was unclear how much time had passed when a crisp sound suddenly rang out. Immediately following this, countless fine cracks appeared on the statue's forehead.

  Cough...cough...

  Fissure expansion.

  In just a few breaths, the stone statue completely shattered! Countless fragments of stone scattered all over the ground, and from the center, a green vine sprouted out, emitting tiny green lights! The life energy that the immortal had left behind in the stone statue was all dissipated...

  No room for mercy!

  This is Ding Yan's experience of cultivating for a thousand years, and also a lesson that was carved into his bones after paying a profound price.

  Especially for young people who wear Huafu, the nature of their exposure is a kind of contempt for life. If they are not killed, they will definitely retaliate in the future.