Chapter 6

Amidst the flying sand and swirling dust, a tornado-like force swept out, instantly silencing the entire world, suppressing everything in its path.

Elder Immortal Fruit!

Xiaoming never expected that after the old man swallowed a fruit, he would directly break through his realm and reach the level of an Elder Immortal.

While an Elder Immortal might not be considered a great expert on the vast land of Hongmang, he had at least escaped the status of a low-level cultivator and become a mid-level cultivator. Even on the vast land of Hongmang, he could勉强自保.

"The old man shouted, "I will slaughter today, beasts, die!"

The old man's aura remained undiminished, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light. With a stomp of his foot, he flew out of the cave. Seeing the few people retreating in a hurry, he roared in anger, stretching out his palm, and a surge of immortal energy transformed into a giant palm, sweeping across the sky and smacking towards the few people.

"Let's fight, use the great array to trap him!" Ding Yue shouted, the Mountain Whip fully activated, a faint yellow mountain shadow flying out from the whip, instantly growing to hundreds of feet in size, steady and immovable.

"Go!" Ding Yue flicked the whip, and the mountain shadow immediately rushed towards the giant palm.

With a loud boom, the mountain shadow shattered, and the giant palm, losing its momentum, continued to push forward a few steps before dissipating.

Taking advantage of the gap, Ding Yue and the others retreated to a small hill.

"Trap him!"

Back on the small hill, Ding Yue shouted and threw the Mountain Whip, placing it at the center of the great array.

Instantly, the rich innate spiritual energy from the nine small hills poured into the Mountain Whip, causing it to glow brightly, even more intensely than when it was in Ding Yue's hands.

A yellowish-brown light overflowed, and the Mountain Whip spun in mid-air, the light spreading out and landing on the old man.

"Ah!" The old man roared, slapping his palms against the yellowish-brown light barrier, trying to break through it.

But the yellowish-brown light barrier remained steady, though it shook continuously, showing no signs of breaking.

"Fortunately, he is unstable in his realm and lacks spiritual energy to absorb, so his magical power is limited. Otherwise, things would have been truly dire today," Ding Yue said, relieved, as he watched the old man struggling within the light barrier.

"But this array won't hold him for long. After all, it's not a very high-level array. If it weren't for the Mountain Whip, it would have been shattered by his palm long ago," the black dog said, somewhat worried.

"Should we retreat?" the donkey suggested, having the intention to withdraw.

"We will take turns to maintain the great array. I feel that I am about to break through. I think it will take no more than three days to succeed. We'll see then. If we leave now, we won't know how to resolve things in the future. After all, this old man's good fortune is too profound, and he can still obtain innate treasures one after another, which is truly incredible," Ding Yue suggested. Through the great battle, Ding Yue's long-stagnant realm had loosened, which made him extremely delighted.

This might be the turning point of this battle. When the old man advanced to the Elder Immortal realm, the gap between their realms widened infinitely. A major realm difference was not something simple magical techniques could make up for.

After all, to activate innate treasures and use magical techniques required magical power. Moreover, the combat style of an Elder Immortal was vastly different from that of a True Immortal.

"Alright! Today I'll fight him to the end. Damn, this old man is too overpowered," the donkey grumbled, occasionally snorting.

Ding Yue said no more, sitting quietly on the ground to prepare for his breakthrough. Instantly, the innate spiritual energy from the sky converged, rushing into Ding Yue's body like a gale.

Three days later, the aura around Ding Yue suddenly increased several times, and the innate spiritual energy flowed into his body even more rapidly.

"So powerful!" Ding Yue stood up, feeling the surging magical power within him, almost wanting to let out a long roar. However, considering the current situation, he suppressed this impulse.

Three days had passed, and the old man was still trapped in the array, unable to escape, his face haggard and pale.

It was understandable. Although he had advanced to the Elder Immortal realm, his realm was unstable, and he had little spiritual energy to absorb to increase his magical power and stabilize his realm. The fact that he had held on until now was due to the essence of the spirit fruit. Otherwise, he would have been exhausted long ago and might have even fallen from his realm!

"Alright, let's end this today!" Ding Yue, who had not expected this to drag on for so long, feared that it would increase the variables and wanted to resolve the matter immediately.

But at that moment, countless streaks of light suddenly fell from the nine heavens, radiating brilliantly, filling the sky with dazzling light.

But these lights quickly disappeared.

Ding Yue had just raised his hand when he suddenly sensed something amiss. Looking up, he saw four streaks of light falling from the nine heavens, rushing towards them.

With a loud "Bang," the four streaks of light shattered the light barrier formed by the great array, hovering in the air above the small hill.

As the light dissipated, the four streaks of light revealed their forms: a yellow wooden cane, a blue sword radiating a cold, murderous aura, a cloud that constantly changed shape, and a yellow gourd.

A dense innate spiritual pressure emanated from them.

"Innate treasures!" Ding Yue exclaimed, immediately reacting and using the Mountain Whip to scoop up the sword and the gourd.

"My innate treasures!" The old man, now aware, roared in anger but did not hesitate, grabbing the nearest yellow wooden cane and inhaling deeply, drawing in a surge of spiritual energy, which made his complexion slightly rosier.

"Brother's god! Ah ah ah!" The donkey howled, a green shadow flashing as it immediately bit the cloud into its mouth.

"Beast, die!"

As the great array was broken, the innate spiritual energy in the sky instantly reappeared above the small hill, invigorating the old man. With a turn of his magical power, a surge of spiritual energy flowed into his body, transforming into magical power.

With another roar, the old man wielded the yellow wooden cane like a hammer, striking the donkey.

There was no other choice, as he had not refined the treasures and could not fully unleash their power!

"Woof! I'll swallow!" The black dog ran over and swallowed it.

Seeing this, the old man abandoned the donkey and slapped the black dog with a palm.

At this moment, the might of an Elder Immortal was revealed. The black dog, caught off guard, was slapped away, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

Ding Yue suppressed the struggle of the innate treasures and quickly struck with the Mountain Whip to save the black dog.

At this moment, several powerful auras were rushing towards them, each as formidable as the old man's Elder Immortal realm.

"Experts are coming, let's retreat!"

Ding Yue was alarmed. Any one of those auras was beyond his ability to handle. Considering the great harvest they had already obtained, it was best to leave quickly, or they might end up in a worse situation.

With a whip, he drove the old man back, and the donkey flashed a green shadow, appearing beside Ding Yue, while the black dog hurriedly ran over.

"Brother, let's go!" The donkey howled, a green light flashing as they fled at full speed, disappearing into the horizon.

"Farewell, fellow daoist!"

Ding Yue's voice lingered in the air.

"I, the Southern Pole, will not let you off! I am at odds with you!"

The old man roared but did not pursue. It was best to leave quickly, as those auras were clearly attracted by the scene caused by the innate treasures. If they did not leave now, they would not be able to escape.

The old man stomped his foot, transforming into a beam of light and quickly leaving.

"I, the Southern Pole, will not let you off..."

Sitting on the donkey, Ding Yue was filled with joy over the innate treasures when he heard the old man's roar.

"Damn!"

Ding Yue's eyes widened, almost falling off the donkey.

The Southern Pole? White hair, a large forehead, and that cane, that incredible good fortune, and the continuous acquisition of innate treasures, Ding Yue could not help but think of a great figure, the Old Immortal of the Southern Pole from mythology!

The Old Immortal of the Southern Pole, a distinguished disciple of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, the Immortal Emperor of the Heavenly Court after the war between the Witches and the Demons!

The ancients did not deceive me! This image is too vivid!

Ding Yue felt like crying, never expecting that bullying an old man would turn out to be the future Old Immortal of the Southern Pole, the Immortal Emperor.

This person was not to be trifled with, a distinguished disciple of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, and thinking of the Primordial Celestial Venerable's protectiveness of his disciples, Ding Yue broke out in a cold sweat, wishing he could return the innate treasures to the Old Immortal of the Southern Pole.

He could not afford to provoke him! But he had already provoked him thoroughly, and reconciliation was impossible.

Ding Yue sighed inwardly, losing all joy from obtaining the innate treasures.

The donkey ran for half a day, covering an unknown distance, finally stopping in a deep valley. A water bucket-thick flower python in the valley was eaten by the black dog.

The flower python had not yet developed intelligence and was not considered a demon, but rather a demon beast, so the black dog felt no guilt in eating it.

"What's wrong with you? You don't look happy. Don't you want the innate treasures? Give them to me, I don't have any yet!"

The black dog, seeing Ding Yue's dejected state, couldn't help but chuckle, drooling.

So many innate treasures?

At this moment, the donkey and the little guy also came over, eager to see the harvest.

Ding Yue was startled by the black dog's words, thinking to himself, "Why should I fear him? The Old Immortal of the Southern Pole was just robbed of his opportunity and took a few tumbles. At this moment, he is not as strong as me. He only has the cane left, and the realm difference is just one major realm, not that far. Besides, when the Primordial Celestial Venerable takes disciples, I can also try my luck. Who knows, I might become a disciple of the Primordial Celestial Venerable too?

The future is full of possibilities!"

Putting aside his worries, Ding Yue felt invigorated and, seeing the eager looks of the black dog, the donkey, and the little guy, smiled and said, "This harvest is good, everyone, take a look!"

He then took out the sword, the gourd, the jade bowl, and the pagoda.

Ding Yue's heart raced, his throat dry. Four innate treasures!

The donkey also took out the cloud.

Five innate treasures!

The mid-grade innate treasure, the Soul-Extinguishing Sword, exuded a terrifying aura, capable of freezing and shattering both physical bodies and spirits, extinguishing all life.

The mid-grade innate treasure, the Yellow-Skinned Soul-Shaking Gourd, had the effect of protecting and capturing people, with remarkable functions.

The mid-grade innate treasure, the Jade Bowl, had excellent protective capabilities and could also capture and trap people. However, it seemed the Old Immortal of the Southern Pole had not refined it deeply enough to fully utilize its potential.

The mid-grade innate treasure, the Ethereal Auspicious Cloud, had astonishing speed and excellent protective capabilities.

The low-grade innate treasure, the Heaven and Earth Spirit Source Pagoda, also known as the Pagoda of the Three Realms, contained three small worlds, with a considerable space and the ability to nurture all things.

"No high-grade innate treasures!" the donkey said greedily, sighing.

The others rolled their eyes, wanting to punch him. This guy was never satisfied.

Ding Yue suddenly thought of the yellow wooden cane. Although he had not examined it closely at the time, the spiritual pressure?

It should be a high-grade innate treasure. Ding Yue felt a bit regretful.

Seeing so many innate treasures emitting a captivating glow, Ding Yue felt that offending the Old Immortal of the Southern Pole was not such a big deal compared to the great harvest.

"This Ethereal Auspicious Cloud goes to the donkey, the Soul-Shaking Gourd to the black dog. Hmm~ Big Egg, the sword is for you, the jade bowl and the pagoda are mine."

As soon as Ding Yue finished speaking, the valley erupted in chaos, with the donkey jumping, the dog barking, and the little guy screaming.