211: Chapter 211 Divine Stone Mine

"Who is it? How dare you run wild in Netherworld Hall?"

Before the great sumeru treasure hoe could even strike down, thousands of Netherworld Hall Cultivators, relying on Evil Qi, surrounded Zhao Yi.

Facing so many Cultivators, Zhao Yi did not pause in the slightest.

The enlarged great sumeru treasure hoe smashed directly onto Mang Mountain; without the Sect-protecting formation presided over by the Ten Hall Masters, it was finally smashed to pieces by Zhao Yi this time.

"An Immortal?"

"Suspected to be an Immortal in the Earth Immortal Realm."

If they were Cultivators with normal brains, most would run away or temporarily avoid the sharp edge when encountering such a situation, but the Disciples of Netherworld Hall were different.

They raised various Magical Artifacts and charged towards Zhao Yi.

"Kill him!"

"Slaughter him, and there will be plenty of Immortal Pill."

"I originally wanted to spare your lives,"

"I didn't expect you to come seeking death yourselves."

The most critical point was that these Cultivators all carried human grievances, meaning they all had human lives on their hands.

The amounts were not small either, with some having one or two, and others hundreds or thousands. It would be no problem to call them Devil Heads.

Facing these Cultivators, how could Zhao Yi still be soft-hearted?

"Law Light."

Endless radiance lit up on Zhao Yi's body.

Those charging Cultivators were like moths to a flame.

Those close by were turned to ashes the moment they were illuminated by the light on Zhao Yi's body, and those in the distance fell like rain, dead beyond any hope of recovery.

However, these Netherworld Hall Cultivators seemed to truly not know what fear was, still charging towards Zhao Yi one after another.

A moment later, the fallen corpses actually submerged the entire Mang Mountain.

"How can you carry out such a massacre?"

Zhao Yi's slaughter in Netherworld Hall did not attract the attention of the Ten Hall Masters, but instead drew a stranger.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Yi maintained the Law Light and turned to look at the newcomer.

"You don't know me?"

"I am the older brother of the Heavenly Immortal Miao Hua, Miao De!"

Zhao Yi blinked.

An older brother's older brother?

He hadn't heard Miao Hua mention that!

This Miao De had just entered the Earth Immortal Realm and had a face full of compassion.

"You person, what is going on?"

"Why don't you stop the Law Light quickly?"

"If you continue like this, Netherworld Hall will be destroyed."

Zhao Yi: "?"

"Your Excellency means that Netherworld Hall cannot be destroyed?"

Miao De was stunned.

"It's not that it shouldn't be destroyed, but that it cannot be destroyed like this."

"It should be a slow destruction, a gradual destruction, a rhythmic destruction."

Zhao Yi felt a bit dazed; it was a very familiar flavor.

"The wronged souls under Mang Mountain, did you see them?"

"I saw them."

Miao De didn't understand Zhao Yi's meaning at all.

"No matter how many die, they are just ordinary people. Won't things recover in a few decades?"

"But the Cultivators of Netherworld Hall are different. They are all Cultivators and should be treated differently."

Such double standards~

Zhao Yi really couldn't bear it.

"I don't know what Dao you cultivate?"

Miao De put his hands together.

"I cultivate the Dao of Compassion."

Zhao Yi shook his head.

"No,"

"You cultivate the Dao of Double Standards."

"Where is Approximate?"

Far away in the Lower Profound Sect, Approximate was stunned and blurted out, "Approximate is here."

As the words fell, he was summoned to Netherworld Hall by Zhao Yi.

"Use the Dragon Flame to burn this Mang Mountain."

"How dare you!"

Miao De said angrily.

"Burn it!"

"As for you, you idiot, your Dao cultivation has gone astray."

"I will help you straighten it out."

As Zhao Yi said this, he carried the great sumeru treasure hoe and walked towards Miao De.

"You, what do you want to do?"

"I am the biological brother of the Heavenly Immortal Miao Hua!"

"Hehe!"

Zhao Yi bared his teeth, raised the hoe, and smashed it down.

"You~"

"How can you be so rude?"

Miao De's body didn't know where it had run off to, but his voice still echoed in Zhao Yi's ears.

Behind Zhao Yi, the entire Mang Mountain had become a purgatory.

Countless Cultivators were screaming and struggling on the spot; what was strange was that not a single one ran away.

"What kind of Sect is this?"

"It can actually attract so many Cultivators willing to die for it?"

"Forget it."

Approximate didn't care.

"These Cultivators are deeply sinful; dying is a waste anyway."

This great fire burned for three whole days and nights, burning the originally gloomy Mang Mountain into a black mountain.

"Eh!"

"Master, this mountain is not right!"

Approximate's eyes almost popped out.

Subsequently, he circled around Mang Mountain continuously, sometimes large and sometimes small, drilling through the thousand-mile-long Mang Mountain thoroughly.

"Hahaha~"

"Master, we've struck it rich."

"This place is possibly a Divine Stone Mine."

"Divine Stone Mine."

Zhao Yi's reflex arc was a bit long; his thoughts had been somewhat disturbed by Miao De.

After a dozen breaths, "Holy crap!"

"What did you say?"

"Good brother, you didn't see wrong, did you?"

Zhao Yi pressed down on Approximate.

Spirit Stone Mine, Immortal Stone Mine, Divine Stone Mine—these were the mine classifications Zhao Yi knew.

Of course, there were strict gradings within them.

For example, Spirit Stone Mines could be divided into five types: micro Spirit Stone Mine, small Spirit Stone Mine, medium Spirit Stone Mine, large Spirit Stone Mine, and Top-Grade Spirit Stone Mine.

Immortal Stone Mines had almost the same grading.

For instance, the Xuan Mountain Immortal Stone Mine was a micro Immortal Stone Mine; after digging up a few hundred low-grade immortal stones, the resources were exhausted.

Zhao Yi hadn't even dug up a single Medium Grade Immortal Stone.

"Damn it."

Zhao Yi was excited.

A Divine Stone Mine, even a micro Divine Stone Mine, would do.

If there's a mine, there are experience points; he wasn't picky.

"It's just..."

Approximate frowned.

"Just what?"

Zhao Yi's heart tightened.

"It wasn't dug up by someone else, was it?"

Approximate shook his head.

"That hasn't happened; this mine is in a sealed state."

"This Seal is likely not easy to break."

"Oh!"

Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it hadn't been dug up by someone else, that was fine.

As for the Seal, he didn't take it seriously; he could think of a way later.

What needed to be solved now was Heavenly Net; Zhao Yi could already feel his furious appearance.

Sure enough, "Zhao Yi!"

"You destroyed my Sect; we will fight you to the death!"

Heavenly Net's size was too large, and the torn space meant he couldn't shuttle through it himself.

Returning from Great Awakening Sect to Netherworld Hall, he could only fly.

It was precisely this time that Zhao Yi took advantage of to raid his lair.

"Fight to the death?"

"I'm so scared."

Zhao Yi held a Spirit Stone in his left hand and the great sumeru treasure hoe in his right, with Fuyu Palace floating in his Sea of Consciousness.

Facing the Middle Stage Heavenly Immortal Realm Heavenly Net, Zhao Yi not only didn't feel afraid, but instead felt that he was terrifyingly strong.

"Truly crazy."

"Master, what kind of trouble are you causing again?"

Looking at the devastated Mang Mountain, Approximate shivered.

It's over! He was the one who burned this mountain.

Thinking of Zhao Yi's criminal record, Approximate exploded into characters with a bang and drilled into Zhao Yi's brow.

"Master, you hold them off for a bit, I will calculate and see how to break the Seal of the Divine Stone Mine."

"You dead~"

Zhao Yi stopped before he finished cursing.

"Good brother, you take your time to comprehend; leave these bastards outside to me."

Being interrupted by Approximate, Heavenly Net's attack arrived above Zhao Yi's head.

A pitch-black palm print wrapped in Yin Evil Qi appeared in mid-air, with cold Killing Intent and Evil Qi, as if it wanted to suppress and kill Zhao Yi on the spot.

"Trash!"

"It's not your own cultivation; back and forth, you only know this one move. You can't even squash an ant, right?"

Zhao Yi did not dodge or evade, the great sumeru treasure hoe suddenly swung upwards, and a golden pillar of Law shot into the sky, clashing head-on with that black palm.