Liu Yinzhu cried as she carried Gu Mo’s corpse toward Purple Garden Mountain.
"Brother Huan, how did you know Sister Yin Zhu would flee here?" Yan Mei excitedly asked.
Ding Huan had no choice but to respond,
"Escaping from Purple Mist Valley, isn’t this the easiest direction to run?"
Yan Mei felt it was still somewhat strange, but Ding Huan’s explanation did make sense.
"Then, Brother Huan, where are we going?" Yan Mei decided to follow wherever Ding Huan went.
Ding Huan chuckled,
"Naturally, we’re returning to Purple Mist Valley."
Yan Mei exclaimed,
"Brother Huan, are you really going to follow Sect Master Gu’s wish and rebuild Purple Mist Valley?"
"Rebuilding Purple Mist Valley is impossible, but I can establish another sect. Even if I don’t establish another sect, I can seal Purple Mist Valley and go into seclusion there."
Ding Huan naturally assumed Purple Mist Valley to be ownerless.
Yan Mei nodded, "Right, Sect Master Gu once said that Purple Mist Valley had been seized from someone else’s hands.
We have no ties to Purple Mist Valley, so rebuilding a sect of our own is just as viable. Sect Master Gu was quite sincere to reveal such a secret matter."
Ding Huan sneered inwardly, Gu Mo sincere?
That was the funniest joke he had heard.
He was all too clear about Gu Mo’s intent in sending him to Purple Mist Valley.
If Purple Mist Valley and Nine Sounds Sect truly ended up both damaged, and as he predicted, devoid of people, then Ding Huan would first seal Purple Mist Valley upon his arrival.
With his strength, if he didn’t seal the Mountain Gate upon arriving at Purple Mist Valley, what would he have to contend with others?
Gu Mo had just said that after his death, the ring would be left to Liu Yinzhu; it was imaginable that inside Liu Yinzhu’s ring there surely must be a Sealing Array Flag of Purple Mist Valley.
This way, Gu Mo’s objective would be achieved, for he would have preserved Purple Mist Valley.
As for whether Purple Mist Valley would ultimately become his, Ding Huan’s, private cave mansion, Gu Mo wouldn’t worry in the slightest.
Because within Purple Mist Valley, there was still Elder He attempting to break through to the Void God Realm. Once Elder He came out, for whatever reason, he would kill Ding Huan first thing.
Even if Gu Mo was displeased with Elder He, between Elder He and Ding Huan, he would still choose Elder He.
As long as Elder He killed Ding Huan, then Purple Mist Valley would belong to Elder He.
In any case, Elder He was a member of Purple Mist Valley.
That was Gu Mo’s line of thinking: Ding Huan could die, but Purple Mist Valley must not fall into the hands of outsiders.
After waiting for quite a while, Liu Yinzhu finally came over with red eyes.
"Ding Huan, where do we go now?" She would follow the Sect Master’s orders, only following Ding Huan’s lead.
"Back to Purple Mist Valley," Ding Huan summoned the spaceship.
"Really back to Purple Mist Valley?" Liu Yinzhu looked at Ding Huan in shock.
If Ding Huan’s judgement was wrong, then returning to Purple Mist Valley meant certain death.
Nonetheless, now that Ding Huan wanted to return to Purple Mist Valley, she could only follow him back there.
"Sister Yin Zhu, open the Sect Master’s ring and give me the Protecting Array Flags inside," said Ding Huan.
"But the ring’s prohibition..."
Liu Yinzhu only said half a sentence before she gasped in surprise, "The ring’s prohibition is gone."
Ding Huan laughed inwardly; of course, it was. Gu Mo had foreseen his need to go to Purple Mist Valley, so he had lifted the ring’s prohibition in advance.
Otherwise, it would have been a waste of time trying to remove the prohibition of a Primordial Soul Realm cultivator’s ring.
The spaceship reached the outskirts of Purple Mist Valley in an extremely short time.
The Sect’s Mountain Protection Array was wide open, revealing a mess inside, with corpses strewn everywhere.
"Where are the people?" Liu Yinzhu asked in astonishment.
Whether Nine Sounds Sect won or Purple Mist Valley won, the victors should be here.
Ding Huan said, "They’re gone. This turmoil must have ended with both Nine Sounds Sect and Purple Mist Valley destroyed.
If I hadn’t killed that Primordial Soul powerhouse from Nine Sounds Sect, he might have gathered the disciples of Nine Sounds Sect here.
Now that he has been killed by me, and the Sect Master of Nine Sounds Sect is also dead, the few surviving disciples of Nine Sounds Sect have mostly fled.
As for Purple Mist Valley’s disciples, they should have been wiped out entirely."
Liu Yinzhu’s eyes reddened once more, and with a trembling voice she asked,
"Since a part of the few surviving disciples of Nine Sounds Sect fled, what about the rest?"
"The rest are the bold ones. They must have entered the Scripture Pavilion or Spirit Medicine Mountain to loot the treasures. They’re planning to take the treasures and run."
Ding Huan spoke calmly, having calculated that entering Purple Mist Valley would have no effect on him.
This meant that none of the remaining disciples posed a threat to him and Liu Yinzhu.
"Sister Yin Zhu, be careful and check the corpses; there must be some who are not completely dead. Save those from Purple Mist Valley, and finish off those from Nine Sounds Sect."
Having said this, Ding Huan grabbed the Protecting Array Flags and went to seal the Sect’s Mountain Protection Array.
In less than 15 minutes, Liu Yinzhu and Yan Mei heard a series of rumbling noises from the sect, and then the Sealing Array began to activate slowly.
Liu Yinzhu looked at Ding Huan in shock. Her knowledge of arrays was mediocre at best, and it would have taken her half a day to seal the sect’s Protecting Array, but Ding Huan had done it in just over ten minutes.
Could this really be a Foundation Establishment Cultivator?
Almost at the same time Ding Huan was sealing the sect’s Protecting Array, more than a dozen figures frantically rushed over from the depths of Purple Mist Valley.
Clearly, these people were disciples of the Nine Sounds Sect, profiting within Purple Mist Valley. Yet before they could finish collecting their spoils, they saw the sect’s Protecting Array being sealed.
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How could this be?
Once the sect was sealed, it meant that no one could leave.
Even if the Nine Sounds Sect had a valid argument or sent tens of thousands of people again, they would not be able to attack Purple Mist Valley.
Moreover, they knew that after this battle, the strength that remained in the Nine Sounds Sect was not much different from that of Purple Mist Valley.
If a sect had already sealed its own Mountain Gate, then other sects attacking it would be excessive bullying, making them public enemies of the entire Taoist Realm.
The Nine Sounds Sect, no matter how powerful, would not dare to do such a thing.
"Sister Yin Zhu, leave the True Pill realm cultivator to you, and I’ll handle the rest," Ding Huan said as he made out the cultivators rushing towards them; among them, there was only one early-stage, injured True Pill cultivator.
Even if Liu Yinzhu was no match for him, she could still hold him off.
As for the other eleven, Ding Huan did not take them seriously at all; all eleven were injured, with four being Foundation Establishment cultivators and the rest Qi Cultivators.
His Nine Divine Powers were actually an Area Killing Divine Ability. Whether against one person or a group, its strength would not diminish.
The dozen or so people who rushed over saw that there were only three people on Ding Huan’s side plus a Demon Beast, and they felt a sense of relief.
They also understood Ding Huan’s strategy; he was going to seal the sect’s Mountain Protection Array and then stay inside the sect to cultivate using its resources behind closed doors, right?
However, this good fortune was now theirs for the taking.
As long as they killed these three people before them, they could stay and cultivate in secret within Purple Mist Valley.
After all, Purple Mist Valley was not an insignificant sect; it possessed all the resources one could need. Wouldn’t cultivating here be much better than returning to the Nine Sounds Sect?
Ding Huan was not one to indulge these people. He invoked his spear and took the initiative to charge at the eleven cultivators.
Liu Yinzhu, worried that the True Pill cultivator might act against Ding Huan, also charged at the Nine Sounds Sect’s early-stage True Pill cultivator.
"A mere ant…" The leader, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, laughed in anger when he saw Ding Huan daring to charge at the eleven of them alone.
Like the late-stage Foundation Establishment leader, the rest of the Nine Sounds Sect cultivators unleashed their Magical Treasures towards Ding Huan.
The first of the Nine Divine Powers, the Soul-shattering Spear, erupted with a skyful of gun light, easily engulfing the eleven in its sweep.
Not to mention that these eleven were already injured; even if they weren’t, Ding Huan’s Nine Divine Powers, with the Soul-shattering Spear, could have enveloped all of them.
The eleven cultivators had just summoned their Magical Treasures, and even before their spells could fully form, they sensed that the space around them was locked by Ding Huan’s spear light.
The lethal intent of the spear light hadn’t fully burst forth, but under the Soul-shattering Spear Light, the cultivators felt their souls being stripped from their bodies by the intent of the spear.
This terrifying sensation left them no room for resistance.
"He’s a True Pill…" a Foundation Establishment Cultivator howled in panic, frantically trying to retreat.
But they were caught in the killing momentum of the Soul-shattering Spear Light, and unless they could break through Ding Huan’s spear attack, they stood no chance.
Their strength was clearly far inferior to Ding Huan’s. Not to mention breaking through the attack of the first of the Nine Divine Powers, they couldn’t even manage to bring out their Defense Treasure.
"Pff pff pff!" Eleven sprays of blood shot out.
Off in the distance, Liu Yinzhu had just exchanged a round of blows with the True Pill cultivator, and when she turned her head back, she was stunned to see that Ding Huan had slain eleven people in the blink of an eye, including four Foundation Establishment cultivators.
She was immensely shocked, as Ding Huan was the strongest Foundation Establishment cultivator she had ever seen, with no equal.
That he, as a Foundation Establishment, could so easily kill other Foundation Establishment and Qi Cultivators as if it were as simple as eating or drinking was one thing.
But key to his might was that several True Pill cultivators had died by his hand, and not long ago, Hao Wudao, the Primordial Soul elder of the Nine Sounds Sect, was also killed by Ding Huan.
If Ding Huan could continue to grow, then Ji Xinting, once the most powerful in the Triple Heaven Star Land, might have to step aside.
How long had it been since she first encountered Ding Huan? His strength seemed to be increasing insanely by the moment.
Even the injured early-stage True Pill cultivator was staring at Ding Huan in horror.
He himself could not kill eleven people, including four Foundation Establishment Cultivators, in a single move—it was clear the other had to be in the True Pill realm, and a stronger True Pill at that.
How could he, an early-stage True Pill, contend with two True Pill powerhouses?
"Esteemed fellow daoist, if you let me leave, I am willing to give you all my possessions and swear a poisonous oath not to reveal anything about this place," the True Pill cultivator offered, fearful.
"Sister Yin Zhu, let’s act together," Ding Huan spoke as if he hadn’t heard the other’s offer, his spear once again surging, lunging at the early-stage True Pill cultivator.
Would everything belong to him if he gave it all? Wouldn’t it be his if he killed the man instead?
Liu Yinzhu naturally understood Ding Huan’s intent and, raising her sword, unleashed three sword rainbows; she decided on quick, decisive action.
With Ding Huan at her side, she didn’t need to hold back.
"Pff pff!" Two sword rainbows cleanly tore through the True Pill cultivator’s body, dripping with blood light.
Liu Yinzhu was momentarily stunned. Since when was she so formidable?
She soon realized that the man had focused most of his attention on Ding Huan.
He hadn’t expected her to suddenly use her ultimate technique—the three sword beams—of which, he could only block one, allowing the other two to cause his downfall.