"Ding Huān, have you become a human-deity cultivator?" Pu Wu Xīn excitedly asked as he approached.
Mò Zhèng was also looking at Ding Huān with admiration.
"I am not a human deity cultivator, I just happen to be able to counter their cultivation techniques. You said you found an iron drum, lead me to see it and tell me what kind of iron drum this is," said Ding Huān.
Although they were teleported to Ding Huān's location, Pu Wu Xīn and Mo Zheng quickly found the location of the iron drum.
Ding Huān was also stunned by this massive iron drum. The drum was over ten zhang high and looked like a giant stone throughout its body.
The surface of the iron drum had been eroded by the marks of time, dimming its luster, and Ding Huān's spiritual thoughts could not penetrate it.
Ding Huān's intuition told him that this iron drum was not an ordinary treasure.
His iron pot spiritual thoughts cannot penetrate it, after his promotion to star transformation, he planned to find a place to refine the iron pot again and have a look.
This iron drum must not be easy to refine either; otherwise, those three guys, Gǔ Liáng Huī, wouldn't have left it behind.
Ding Huān pulled out dozens of array flags and threw them down, then immediately set up a displacement array. Under the influence of his true qi, the huge iron drum remained motionless.
Ding Huān knew that in order to take away this iron drum, he had to refine at least one layer of restrictions. Otherwise, his storage ring could not hold it.
He could still carry the iron pot in his bag and take it away, but such a large iron drum would definitely not fit into a bag and be carried away.
Thinking of this, Ding Huān said to Pu Wu Xīn and Mo Zheng:
"I need to refine this iron drum here, and you can search for some treasures nearby. Then wait for me."
Pu Wu Xīn and Mo Zheng naturally had no objections.
Ding Huān used protective array to guard the iron drum, but what he took out was actually an iron pot.
He was now at the Star Transformation Realm and wanted to see if he could refine the iron pot.
Ding Huān did not immediately penetrate his spiritual thoughts into the iron pot, but instead began to activate the Great Universe Technique while incorporating the iron pot into the cycle of his Great Universe Technique.
This is the advantage of his Great Universe Technique; others cannot do it.
During the first cycle, Ding Huān felt the restrictions within the iron pot.
Ding Huān was overjoyed, as this was the first time he had felt the restrictions within the iron pot since obtaining it.
The Great Universe Technique was running at full speed, and Ding Huān wanted to use his Great Universe Technique to refine the first layer of restrictions within the iron pot.
After ten days, Ding Huān realized that he was completely unable to refine the first restriction of the iron pot.
Even if he crosses into the position of a celestial cultivator, Ding Huān should still be unable to refine the first restriction of this iron pot.
Fortunately, Ding Huān had other methods. His Great Universe Technique seemed to be able to establish a complete cycle through the iron pot. And within this cycle, he could still catch the restrictions within the iron pot.
Thinking of this, Ding Huān directly grabbed two medium-quality starry spirit veins, and his Great Universe Technique worked even crazier to drive the iron pot's operation.
He also didn't know how long had passed, but when Ding Huān felt the iron pot again, he was shocked to find that the iron pot appeared deep within his spirit sea.
Within the universe of his spirit sea, the iron pot seemed like an unremarkable star floating at the outermost layer of his spirit sea universe.
Ding Huān breathed a sigh of relief. Although he still had not refined the iron pot, at least he didn't have to carry it around and run around with a pot on his back.
The problem of the pot was resolved, and Ding Huān only then turned his attention to the massive iron drum.
This time, Ding Huān did not use his ordinary spiritual thoughts to penetrate and grind the restrictions like he usually did. He estimated that it would be difficult, so he decided to use a drum-killing technique instead.
His drum-killing technique was purely a spiritual technique.
With a fierce blast of his drum-killing technique, a spiritual thought drumstick appeared out of thin air, striking the void as if hitting a solid giant drum, causing the void to tremble violently.
At this moment, the iron drum suddenly emitted a series of drum sounds like dragon roars and tiger howls.
At that moment, Ding Huān felt as if he was on the battlefield where two armies were fighting fiercely. The drum sounds pounded relentlessly on his soul, making it seem as if his soul would be shattered by the thunderous beats.
The drum sounds grew more urgent, as if they would not rest until the void was shattered.
Ding Huān couldn't tell if the drum sounds he was hearing were the result of his drum-killing technique or the actual sounds produced by the iron drum in front of him.
His spiritual thoughts took the opportunity to surge into the massive iron drum and locked the first restriction.
As Ding Huān continued to activate his Great Universe Technique, the powerful true essence force pounded on the first restriction, and the first restriction of the iron drum began to be gradually refined by Ding Huān.
A month later, Ding Huān completely refined the first restriction of the iron drum with the help of his Great Universe Technique.
With a mental command, Ding Huān simply waved his hand, and the iron drum was truly absorbed into his storage ring within the realm of the small world.
Overjoyed, Ding Huān knew he wouldn't have to spend time refining the remaining restrictions anymore.
He felt that the iron drum would be helpful to him, mainly because his drum-killing technique and this iron drum were both drum sounds, and perhaps they could be connected in the future.
If spiritual drum sounds and divine drum techniques were combined to make the opponent unable to distinguish, that would surely be a devastating weapon.
Ding Huān unlocked the restriction and found that Pu Wu Xīn and Mo Zheng were still waiting outside for him.
"You two have been waiting outside for over a month?" Ding Huān surprisedly asked, looking at them.
Pu Wu Xīn hurriedly said:
"We just came back. Inside, we heard about a very powerful spiritual pulse den, with one hundred and eight high-quality spiritual veins."
Mo Zheng eagerly said:
"We saw three guys from Tian Dao Sect go in, so we dared not go in. We could only come here and wait for you."
"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and lead the way."
Ding Huān was preparing to leave the Heaven-Cutting Battlefield. He had obtained quite a few starry spirit veins here, which were enough for him to practice for a while.
When his starry spirit veins were depleted, he would come back in and search again.
Ding Huān was certain that there were still starry spirit veins in the Fourfold Sea Canyon.
...
Spiritual Source Valley of the Heaven-Cutting Battlefield.
Several hundred cultivators inside were anxiously watching the two men and one woman who had just entered.
Some cultivators who recognized the three people hurriedly came forward and bowed respectfully.
The three people had made quite a name for themselves in the realm of flight ascension. They were three of the top ten true gods in the realm of flight ascension, all hailing from Tian Dao Sect.
They are respectively Wan Rìn Dāo Gǔ Liáng Huī, Qiān Jūn Dāo Fán Lè Cāng, and Xiān Zǐ Dāo Luó Fèi Xiānzǐ.
Mo Huà Píng heard that the other party was a true god, and she quickly kicked Old Six to prevent him from causing trouble.
Old Six also understood how powerful the realm of true gods was, and it no longer had the arrogance of before. Instead, it lowered its head and carefully followed Mo Huà Píng and Yan Méi.
The three of them have been cultivating below the one hundred and eight high-quality spiritual veins, and their progress has been astonishing.
Mo Huà Píng has even formed three star mountains, while Yan Méi has achieved star formation successfully.
Even the youngest of them, with the weakest foundation, has refined out twelve star clouds.
The arrival of Gǔ Liáng Huī and his two companions made Old Six feel unhappy, but he dared not utter a single word of nonsense.
In its thoughts, if these three people had come a little late for half a month, it might have achieved star formation successfully.
Once it had achieved star formation, its quality would definitely not be worse than that of Mo Huà Píng and Yan Méi.
Since they are true gods, although it felt unhappy, Old Six could only suppress its feelings.
"Luó Huà Sister, there really are one hundred and eight high-quality spiritual veins here."
Fan Lè Cāng watched the one hundred and eight high-quality spiritual veins floating in the void, his voice trembling with excitement.
Ding Huān likes starry spirit veins, but to Fan Lè Cāng, starry spirit veins are no different from ordinary spiritual veins.
What Fan Lè Cāng gave Ding Huān were only medium-quality starry spirit veins, while there were one hundred and eight high-quality spiritual veins here.
This is truly a case of losing something in the east but gaining it in the west.
Although Luó Huà Xiānzǐ was shocked to find so many high-quality spiritual veins here, she was not as excited as Fan Lè Cāng.
It was truly because Ding Huān's shot had shattered her pride and arrogance.
Even if she could go back to her sect to take revenge, the fissures in her Daoheart had already appeared. No one knew how shattered her soul was.
Gǔ Liáng Huī, however, clenched his fists and laughed heartily:
"Luó Huà Sister, Le Cāng Brother, let's work together to collect all one hundred and eight high-quality spiritual veins. Each of us will get thirty-six."
"Good." Luó Huà Xiānzǐ simply replied with a single word.
If it were before, she would have been the first to rush up.
Fan Lè Cāng summoned his Qian Jūn Dāo and soared into the air, striking the restriction outside the spiritual veins with a single stroke.
Bang!
A deep and rumbling sound echoed, and Fan Lè Cāng was hurled a great distance, landing on the ground.
"I can't break this restriction?" Fan Lè Cāng stared in shock at the sky above.
Gǔ Liáng Huī, seeing Fan Lè Cāng's misfortune, felt a sinking feeling in his heart. Surely, after such a long time, he wouldn't be able to take away one hundred and eight high-quality spiritual veins?
He also leaped into the air, his Wan Rìn Dāo transforming into a curtain of blades that descended.
Bang!
Another deep and rumbling sound was heard, but the defense restriction outside the spiritual veins remained silent.
Luó Huà Xiānzǐ didn't even attempt to move; she had no desire to try anymore.
"Alright, we can't take these spiritual veins. We'll just leave them be." Gǔ Liáng Huī had a disappointed expression on his face.
After seeing one hundred and eight high-quality spiritual veins, he actually couldn't take them.
"Let's practice here for a while. Practicing on this green stone is definitely the best place."
Fan Lè Cāng couldn't help but say.
He was also itching, having been in and out of danger for so many days since entering the Heaven-Cutting Battlefield, he had only managed to gain three high-quality spiritual veins.
Here, he saw one hundred and eight high-quality spiritual veins directly, but he could only watch.
"Cháng Yuán Jian Dào Péng Qióng has met the three predecessors."
A woman emerged from an unknown corner and bowed respectfully in front of Gǔ Liáng Huī and the others.
Gǔ Liáng Huī had no intention of acknowledging the person, but upon hearing that they were from the Chángyuán Sword Path, he nodded casually.
What he didn't expect was that the woman suddenly knelt down to bow again.
"Please, may I trouble the three elders to speak for me?"
Gǔ Liáng Huī's brow furrowed upon hearing this.
The gap in strength was too large, and even though the disciple from the Chángyuán Sword Path spoke in such a manner, it was simply too greedy.
He could offer help proactively, but the other party couldn't ask him for help.
"What is it?"
He recalled that Chángyuán Sword Path had a strongman, Cénhuán, who had reached the realm of Earth Essence Perfection also present in the Heaven-Cutting Battlefield. Despite his inner discomfort, Gǔ Liáng Huī suppressed it.
"Elders, this green stone was originally my place for cultivation. However, after two cultivators from the Taoist realm came, taking advantage of their numbers, they severely injured me and occupied this stone."
"As a disciple, I am willing to vacate this stone and let it be used by the seniors. However, the two cultivators from the Taoist realm are truly overstepping."
Péng Qióng was finding it difficult to swallow her pride, and after learning that Mo Huà Píng and the others were from the Taoist realm, her resentment only grew stronger.
How dare the scum from the Taoist realm take over the territory of her Chángyuán Sword Path?
If she couldn't find her sect's people here, she wouldn't have dared to risk standing up and asking Gǔ Liáng Huī to intervene.
