Post-Mythical Era: I don't want to die in the third reincarnation-Chapter 476 - 469: You’re Really Lucky

Elder Mu was left with no choice but to say, "An elder from the Smoke Moon Immortal Sect subtly mentioned it to me, and I personally think the same.

We've already offended two of the Three Great Eight-star Immortal Sects. If we also offend the Smoke Moon Immortal Sect then..."

Ding Huan 's number plate had already signaled for him to go up and compete. He patted Elder Mu and said, "You have some foresight, but not much. Also, your demeanor isn't strong enough, it lacks some intent.

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Of course, if you can give me what I need, I can consider your suggestion."

After these words, Ding Huan landed directly on the thirteenth platform.

If Elder Mu could produce the Soul Devouring Ring, Ding Huan would rather forgo the Immortal Spirit Veins and not continue the competition.

He knew Elder Mu didn't have it.

Since they were collaborators, and since Elder Mu couldn't produce what he needed, what was the point of beating around the bush here?

Elder Mu watched Ding Huan, unable to grasp the meaning of his words for the moment.

"Really a disciple of the Smoke Moon Immortal Sect, huh?"

Ding Huan looked at the competing disciple opposite him. The other was dressed in the uniform of a Smoke Moon Immortal Sect disciple, and the Identity Plate at his waist also revealed the name Fan Ziling.

It wasn't surprising, given that there were fewer people the further the competition progressed.

By the seventh round, there were only about ten to twenty people assigned to their thirteenth platform.

With only ten to twenty people competing, the chance of encountering each other was naturally very high.

"Fan Ziling pays his respects to Lao Liu senior brother," Fan Ziling greeted, not daring to put on airs in front of Ding Huan, promptly clasping his fists in salutation.

Ding Huan returned the greeting and said, "Brother Fan, when you go back, please inform the elders of your Immortal Sect that Da Fan Immortal Sect has never targeted the Smoke Moon Immortal Sect.

As for how we will get along in the future, and whether we'll be friends, that's up to your Smoke Moon Immortal Sect, not the Da Fan Immortal Sect. And besides, Elder Mu doesn't speak for me."

Ding Huan thought for a moment and still spoke up for Da Fan Immortal Sect, taking all the responsibility onto himself.

Fan Ziling listened to Ding Huan's words in a daze. No matter the result of their competition, were Da Fan Immortal Sect and Smoke Moon Immortal Sect not worlds apart?

Whether in the past or future, what qualifications did Da Fan Immortal Sect have to become friends with the Smoke Moon Immortal Sect?

That's what thought inwardly, but he dare not voice it out loud.

The topic for this round was to set up a Third-level Dao Rhythm Sealing Immortal Array, with the Arrays being scored on the platform.

Ding Huan flung out Array Flags with a raise of his hand, and Fan Ziling, not daring to slack off, quickly did the same.

After so many rounds of Array Dao competitions, most Array Masters knew that Ding Huan's Array Dao was not weak.

The reason his victories were not apparent each time might have been either because Ding Huan's Array setting was somewhat slow or because Ding Huan was concealing his true strength.

Fan Ziling came from an Eight-star Immortal Sect, and every match was closely measured and assessed by a dedicated person, with the results being discussed afterward.

For instance, how to deal with opponents from different Immortal Sects.

The conclusion of the discussions was that if Fan Ziling faced Ding Huan, there was no chance of victory.

Fan Ziling was a Level 4 Immortal Array Master; he absolutely didn't believe he would be inferior to an Array Master from Da Fan Immortal Sect.

Not to mention in the Great Immortal Domain, but even within the Immortal Court, Level 4 Immortal Array Masters were few and far between.

Therefore, he decided to defeat Ding Huan and let everyone know that Fan Ziling might have a good temper, but not due to a lack of strength.

Fan Ziling arranged Array Flags in quick succession, setting up the Sealing Immortal Array with almost the fastest speed and highest quality he ever had.

As a Level 4 Immortal Array Master, because everyone was at the thirteenth platform, he had seen all of Ding Huan's previous matches.

In Fan Ziling's mind, at best, Ding Huan was also a Level 4 Immortal Array Master like him.

In the previous six rounds of competition, Ding Huan really had concealed his Array skills.

In fact, in the past few rounds of competition, it wasn't just Ding Huan who had concealed his Array capabilities.

As long as he went all out, there was a chance to defeat Ding Huan.

In just under fifteen minutes, Fan Ziling had set up the Sealing Immortal Array.

It was his fastest Array configuration ever. During the setup, he was undistracted, his entire being focused on the Array, and his Divine Will functioning at its utmost capacity.

When he looked up at Ding Huan, it seemed that Ding Huan had also completed his setup.

Fan Ziling's brows furrowed slightly. According to his evaluation of Ding Huan's previous Array setting methods and techniques, Ding Huan had concealed his true skill level, and setting up this Dao Rhythm Sealing Immortal Array should have taken him at least fifteen minutes at the fastest.

Now it seemed that Ding Huan had finished setting up his Array at the same time as he had, and this made him feel somewhat uneasy.

Sure enough, scores appeared in the void above the competition platform.

Participant 122 scored 83 points. Participant 12091 scored 80 points.

Immediately after, a voice was heard from the competition platform: "Participant 122 wins."

Fan Ziling stared blankly at his own score. Eighty points didn't surprise him. What he found hard to accept was that Ding Huan had only scored three points more than him.

Even a fool would know that a three-point difference could definitely not be intentionally controlled.

To dare to control a three-point difference, one wrong move could even result in one's own defeat.

Because to control such a small margin, it would mean that the opponent's Array is completely transparent to you.

You would have to know where the strengths and weaknesses of your opponent's Array lie in order to surpass them at some point.

In reality, this is highly unrealistic. In such a Battle Array competition, every moment requires intense focus.

There isn't enough time to perfect the issues within one's own Array, let alone pay attention to the problems in the opponent's Array.

"You're really lucky," Fan Ziling said enviously as he looked at Ding Huan.

Ding Huan really wanted to retort with 'luck is also a form of strength', but he held his tongue for the sake of the Soul Devouring Ring.

In fact, he had intended to win by just one point. He was not sure if the scoring system of the Array might have a margin of error, and if there was an error, and he ended up controlling himself into a loss, that would be unfortunate.

After this scoring round, Ding Huan knew that the scoring Array was very powerful and lived up to the name of a Level 9 Immortal Array.

"Just winning by three points, Lao Liu's Array Dao level is indeed very strong; it's not so strong, though, that it can defeat an opponent in seconds every time like in a Fighting match."

"You can't really argue against that. If a three-point difference could be controlled, that wouldn't be just strong, it would be outrageous."

Below the platform, Ming Mu, who watched as Ding Huan won over Fan Ziling without any hesitation, sighed. He knew that he was now powerless to intervene.

Ding Huan was on a killing spree.

Just seeing his Heavenly Tribulation, anyone would know that he was a madman.

He had won against three Eight-star Immortal Sects in a row and offended a bunch of people.

After the seventh round had passed, Ding Huan didn't need to go far. He just waited for fifteen minutes before facing the eighth round.

In the eighth round of the Battle Array, Ding Huan's opponent was a disciple from a Six-star Immortal Sect. His Array level was obviously not as good as Fan Ziling's, and Ding Huan won after about fifteen minutes.

In everyone's eyes, this result was as normal as it could get.

Without stepping down from the competition platform, Ding Huan welcomed the final round of the Battle Array competition.

"Yin Shuang greets Elder Brother Lao Liu," the soft voice of the competing disciple sounded—it was another woman.

She was a nun from Shuangyue Temple, taking into account the sect garment she wore.

Shuangyue Temple was a sect Ding Huan had encountered before. When they were competing for the True Spirit World at the Eternal Immortal Tower, there were disciples from Shuangyue Temple present.

It was just that Shuangyue Temple didn't participate in that competition.

To tell the truth, for a Five-star Immortal Sect disciple to reach the ninth round of the Battle Array competition was already a victory in itself.

The task presented on the competition platform was to set up a Killing Trap Immortal Array of any level. Whoever first emerged from the Killing Trap Immortal Array with less injury would win.

"Sister Yin Shuang, begin setting up your Array."

After speaking, Ding Huan took out his Array Flags and was about to start setting up his Array, knowing that the fifth round of his Battle Talisman competition was about to begin and he couldn't afford to waste time here.

"Elder Brother Lao Liu, I surrender. I'm no match for you. Please go ahead and participate in the Battle Talisman competition," said Yin Shuang, to Ding Huan's surprise. The nun called Yin Shuang outright surrendered and then leaped down from the competition platform.

Although Ding Huan was confident he would win, and her surrender certainly saved him time, he was still grateful in his heart.

Yin Shuang knew that he had registered for the Battle Talisman competition and that his fifth round of combat was about to begin.

The nine rounds of the Battle Array competition had all ended, and Ding Huan hurriedly left the Battle Array area for the Battle Talisman area.

There was still some time before the Battle Array platform competition would continue. It wouldn't be too late to participate in the fifth round of the Battle Talisman competition.

Seeming to sense something odd about Ding Huan, after the seventh round, the Divine Will of Qian Lou had not left him.

Right now, Ding Huan simply couldn't bother with this guy.

"As expected, he's the first to be eliminated again. If he really wins first place in all three events, that would make him the first of his kind in history."

"This also requires a bit of luck. If the nun from Shuangyue Temple hadn't surrendered, Lao Liu might not have had enough time to participate in the fifth round of the Battle Talisman."

...

Seeing Ding Huan getting first place in the Battle Array elimination once again, a crowd of people discussed on their way to the Battle Talisman area.

They were ready to continue watching Ding Huan's Battle Talisman competition.

Their musings were not unfounded; Ding Huan had just arrived at the Battle Talisman area when, after a little while, he faced his fifth round of the Battle Talisman competition.

If Yin Shuang hadn't surrendered and competed against him, he would probably have been tight on time.

The fifth-round Battle Talisman competition again faced a disciple from a Seven-star Immortal Sect.

To face disciples from Seven-star and above Immortal Sects, Ding Huan was most willing to meet them in the elimination rounds. Each disciple from these sects he knocked out increased his chances of winning first place.

In the Battle Array area, he had eliminated two disciples from above Seven-star Immortal Sects. In the Battle Talisman area, this was the second time he was preparing to eliminate a disciple from a Seven-star and above Immortal Sect.

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