Chapter 00491: I Can’t Kill You
# I Can’t Kill You**
Chapter 491
Novel: Abandon The Universe
**Chapter 491: I Can’t Kill You**
Du Zhuo’s gaze settled on Lan Xiaobu. “Was it you who crafted the divine ability sphere that killed Du Yi?”
“That’s right,” Lan Xiaobu replied.
Lan Xiaobu was deeply puzzled.
The red-eyed man before him exuded an aura far more powerful than any Immortal Emperor he had encountered before.
This was the third person he had met whose strength surpassed the Immortal Emperor realm yet remained in the Immortal World.
The first was Cai Shang.
He had managed to kill Cai Shang not because of his own strength, but because Cai Shang, despite being a Divine Being, was only at the Half-God Realm at the time.
Moreover, Cai Shang hadn’t fully recovered his power and had completely underestimated Lan Xiaobu.
The second was the colossal Kun in the Kunxu Sea.
That creature’s strength was absolutely overwhelming, but fortunately, it was also suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth and eventually had to tear through the void and leave.
This red-eyed man, however, was different.
Lan Xiaobu was certain that his opponent was at the peak of his power.
He couldn’t understand why this man hadn’t ascended to the Divine World and was still lingering in the Immortal World.
*Do the laws of heaven and earth not affect these people?* Even Old Zhao had been forced to transcend the void due to the Immortal World’s restrictions.
To Lan Xiaobu’s surprise, after hearing his confirmation, the man scrutinized him carefully, then cupped his hands in a respectful gesture. “I am Du Zhuo. You are the strongest Immortal Emperor I’ve encountered in the Immortal World—bar none.”
Du Zhuo had never seen Lan Xiaobu fight, but his divine ability sphere had clashed with Lan Xiaobu’s.
Just as Lan Xiaobu could sense his divine ability, he could also sense Lan Xiaobu’s.
Lan Xiaobu was somewhat puzzled.
If Luo Caisi had killed someone from Du Zhuo’s side, shouldn’t the man be far more hostile?
Still, there was no need to be rude to someone who showed courtesy.
Lan Xiaobu returned the gesture. “I am Lan Xiaobu. You are the third person I’ve met whose strength surpasses the Immortal Emperor realm.”
“You can see my true strength?” Du Zhuo asked in surprise, then nodded to himself. “Of course. Since our divine abilities have clashed, if I can gauge your strength, you can naturally gauge mine. Though I still intend to kill you, your power has earned my respect. After your death, I will not disgrace you. Before I kill you, I have a question—may I ask it?”
Lan Xiaobu replied indifferently, “Of course. But before I kill you, I also have a question.”
Du Zhuo nodded. “Very well, I’ll ask first. You said I’m the third person whose strength surpasses the Immortal Emperor realm. Who were the first two, and where are they now?”
Lan Xiaobu answered, “The first was named Cai Shang. He cultivated in a place called Silent God Valley, where there were traces of divine spiritual energy. There, he converted his immortal essence into divine essence while still at the Immortal Emperor realm, making him far stronger than an ordinary Immortal Emperor—likely equivalent to a Divine Being. As for the second, I only caught a glimpse of him from afar. His strength was immense, likely surpassing even Cai Shang’s.”
Lan Xiaobu felt it was best not to mention the colossal Kun’s disappearance, lest it bring him unforeseen trouble.
“Silent God Valley?” Du Zhuo frowned, repeating the name.
Then he said, “Could you tell me the location of Silent God Valley? I’d like to investigate. Of course, if you refuse, I’ll attempt to extract the information from your soul after subduing you. My soul-searching technique is different from others—you won’t feel a thing, so it won’t be torture.”
“No,” Lan Xiaobu refused outright. “Now it’s my turn to ask. Since your strength surpasses the Immortal Emperor realm, why haven’t the laws of heaven and earth suppressed you? Why are you still in this world?”
Du Zhuo fell silent for a long moment before finally saying, “I apologize, but I cannot answer that.”
Lan Xiaobu sneered. “So that’s how it is. Your so-called respect is nothing but empty words. You can ask others, but when others ask you, it’s forbidden. Fine. I’ve met too many hypocrites like you—one more or less makes no difference.”
Du Zhuo’s face flushed red.
Gritting his teeth, he said, “I am acting under orders, so I cannot speak of it. It’s not that I don’t want to.”
Lan Xiaobu flicked his wrist, and the Seven-Tone Halberd appeared in his grasp.
His tone was cold. “Enough nonsense. Wasting time talking to someone like you is an insult. Oh, and later, I’ll need to search your soul too. My technique isn’t as refined as yours, so you’ll have to endure some suffering.”
“Wait—” Du Zhuo raised his hand to stop Lan Xiaobu while simultaneously forming a series of hand seals.
As a master of formations, Lan Xiaobu instantly recognized that Du Zhuo was summoning souls to rescue someone.
If Du Zhuo had been straightforward, Lan Xiaobu might have actually waited.
But this man had the audacity to act all righteous when questioning others while refusing to answer when questioned himself.
Lan Xiaobu despised such hypocrisy.
Against someone like this, waiting was out of the question.
“Caisi, you and Gudao fall back,” Lan Xiaobu said as the Seven-Tone Halberd unleashed a storm of halberd shadows.
The killing intent in the air condensed violently.
The world darkened in an instant.
The once-calm space now howled like a gale of death sweeping in from the north.
Seeing that Lan Xiaobu had disrupted his soul-summoning, Du Zhuo’s initial fury gave way to alarm as he sensed the terrifying killing intent gathering.
He immediately calmed himself.
Lan Xiaobu was far stronger than he had anticipated.
He couldn’t afford to treat him like any other cultivator.
Before, he had fought others casually, but now—that was impossible.
Du Zhuo took a deep breath, and his trident spear conjured layer upon layer of spear shadows.
His primordial force surged with each overlapping shadow, growing denser until it was almost tangible.
This was no longer a clash of space and primordial force—it was a battle of divine ability laws.
To an outsider, it might seem incomprehensible, but Lan Xiaobu and Du Zhuo, immersed in the fight, could clearly sense each other’s divine power.
If Lan Xiaobu’s previous uses of the Seven-Tone Slaughter had conjured the image of a thousand armies charging forth, today’s battle with Du Zhuo resembled two mighty legions colliding.
There was no scent of blood, yet the killing intent grew fiercer with each passing moment.
No matter how vast Lan Xiaobu’s halberd shadows became or how much their momentum intensified, Du Zhuo’s spear shadows expanded in tandem, always restraining the halberd’s fury.
Luo Caisi and Gudao retreated frantically.
The spatial disturbances from the clashing divine abilities grew increasingly violent, shaking the very fabric of the surrounding space.
This was the first time Luo Caisi had witnessed Lan Xiaobu fight in earnest.
As she fled, she finally understood why so many experts in the Kunxu Sea feared him.
Her master was an Immortal Emperor, so her judgment wasn’t lacking.
Yet in all her years following her master, she had never seen an Immortal Emperor with such overwhelming presence.
And despite that, Du Zhuo wasn’t losing.
The stronger Lan Xiaobu’s halberd shadows grew, the more Du Zhuo’s spear shadows flourished in response.
The *Jueyin Slaughter*’s momentum continued to rise, yet it still couldn’t summon the Dao’s resonance.
Meanwhile, Du Zhuo’s layered spear shadows only grew more ferocious.
Du Zhuo’s crimson eyes burned brighter.
He realized now that killing Lan Xiaobu today wouldn’t be easy.
This Immortal Emperor—likely only at the early stage—was far too powerful.
Moreover, Lan Xiaobu had already partially converted his immortal essence into divine essence.
Du Zhuo couldn’t help but think that if Lan Xiaobu reached the late-stage Immortal Emperor realm, he would be utterly crushed.
“Splendid! Let’s end it here.” With a wild laugh, Du Zhuo’s countless spear shadows vanished in an instant, condensing into a single strike that seemed capable of tearing through time and space as it slammed into Lan Xiaobu’s halberd shadows.
He refused to believe that this spear strike, refined to its absolute peak, couldn’t pin Lan Xiaobu down.
A sense of impending collapse washed over Lan Xiaobu as his divine ability’s laws teetered on the brink of shattering.
Burning his divine essence recklessly, he intensified the halberd’s killing intent to its limit.
The halberd’s momentum reached its zenith, colliding head-on with Du Zhuo’s concentrated spear strike.
*Boom!*
Primordial energy exploded, and space trembled.
The Dao’s resonance erupted:
*“The Jueyin Slaughter rises, Winds howl for miles, staining robes with blood. The vast sky knows no rest, When my halberd strikes, ten thousand cries perish!”*
The ground beneath them split open, forming a massive chasm.
Faint cracks appeared in the fabric of space, vanishing as quickly as they had come.
At the same time, outside the Great Kun Sea Realm, everyone stared in shock at the violent tremors emanating from within.
The terrifying commotion was palpable even from afar.
Space itself had grown unstable.
If not for the fact that everyone knew Du Zhuo and Lan Xiaobu were fighting, some might have mistaken it for a tribulation.
Two Immortal World cultivators, locked in battle, had stirred the very laws of space.
Such power was nearly enough to transcend the bounds of this realm.
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After their first divine ability clash, Lan Xiaobu and Du Zhuo separated.
Du Zhuo was sent flying backward but stabilized midair.
His face was pale, and though blood rose in his throat, he forced it back down.
Lan Xiaobu hovered opposite him, a trace of blood at the corner of his lips.
Though this exchange hadn’t been their strongest attack, both understood one thing: suppressing the other would be nearly impossible.
The Bone-Clinging Flame coiled around Lan Xiaobu’s wrist, but he didn’t activate the formation patterns.
He suspected Du Zhuo’s mastery of formations was on par with his own—otherwise, the man wouldn’t have breached the Great Kun Sea Realm’s entrance in a single strike.
This time, Lan Xiaobu resolved to use underhanded means if necessary.
With the Reincarnation Pot and the Devil Spirit Tortoise’s shell, he was willing to endure a direct hit if it meant taking Du Zhuo down.
The Seven-Tone Slaughter was formidable, but it couldn’t overwhelm his opponent.
“You’re strong. I can’t kill you,” Du Zhuo said, his gaze fixed on Lan Xiaobu, his expression solemn for the first time.
He had never imagined that in the Immortal World, there would be someone he couldn’t kill.
That spear strike just now—Lan Xiaobu had blocked it.
Had it not been refined to perfection, Lan Xiaobu’s halberd might have already ensnared him.
He knew all too well the terror he had felt when the halberd’s Dao resonance surged.
Even now, his hands trembled slightly.
That halberd had felt like a king, nearly shattering his spirit.
Lan Xiaobu’s strength couldn’t simply be described as “strong.” He no longer dared to continue the fight.
Lan Xiaobu smirked. “There are plenty you can’t kill. Just because you can’t kill me doesn’t mean I can’t kill you.”
*(That’s all for today’s update.
Goodnight, friends!)*
*(End of Chapter)*