Chapter 664: Encountering an Old Acquaintance in the Middle God Lands

Mo Changcan's Lei Jie was ferocious; Ding Huan was accustomed to crossing ferocious Lei Jie, and at a glance he knew this guy was truly powerful.

Ordinary cultivators would have long been reduced to ashes under such a Lei Jie.

Mo Changcan did not turn to ash, and even used defensive treasures very rarely.

"Big Brother Ding, such a ferocious Lei Jie," Luo Huan'er said, heart pounding with fear.

Qu Yi's previous cultivation technique was not weak, so her Lei Jie had always been strong.

Luo Huan'er's cultivation technique was average, and since her friends around her were also quite ordinary, her Lei Jie was not ferocious.

It was her first time seeing such a ferocious Lei Jie; it left some psychological shadow.

Ding Huan smiled: "He's crossing a World God Lei Jie, so naturally it's stronger. As your cultivation advances, your Lei Jie will grow stronger too."

"You're only at the Cultivation of Soul Formation—there's no need to worry about the strength of your Lei Jie. The stronger the Lei Jie, the stronger your power and the greater your potential."

Ding Huan wasn't lying.

Luo Huan'er cultivates the Hong Meng Dao, a Creation Technique.

Even though Luo Huan'er began cultivating the Hong Meng Dao midway, when she eventually reaches perfection, she will be anything but ordinary.

Half a day later, Mo Changcan successfully ascended to World God.

Mo Changcan stabilized his cultivation, and Luo Huan'er and Qu Yi crossed their Tribulation Crossing simultaneously.

Their current cultivation resources were extremely abundant; though they had just begun cultivating the Creation Technique, the sudden surge in Lei Jie strength left them both somewhat unaccustomed.

Yet they possessed a vast array of defensive treasures and crossed their Lei Jie with only narrow escapes, successfully ascending to the Heavenly God realm.

Ding Huan exhaled in relief.

Neither Luo Huan'er nor Qu Yi used Divine Core Crystals or Ascension Divine Pills.

This proved the Creation Technique indeed had unique merits.

Mo Changcan was right: true Great Dao techniques require no Divine Core Crystals.

Needing Divine Core Crystals to ascend is less about the technique and more about the absence of Great Dao principles.

Three days later, Mo Changcan was the first to stabilize his cultivation and came before Ding Huan:

"Ding Huan, your technique is definitely no worse than mine—impressive."

Ding Huan stared blankly at Mo Changcan; how self-obsessed was this guy?

The implication was that his technique was the best in the world—how he said that.

"Changcan, do you have any plans?"

Ding Huan was too tired to argue about techniques with this guy.

He was certain that even if Mo Changcan's cultivation technique was equal to the Great Cosmos Art, it still couldn't match his.

At least he was the originator of the technique, while Mo Changcan was merely its inheritor—that was a fundamentally different concept.

He couldn't say that; if he did, this guy would absolutely challenge him to a duel.

Mo Changcan rubbed his hands: "Hehe, where are you headed? I've got nothing urgent lately—why not travel together?"

He felt Ding Huan's way of doing things suited his temperament perfectly, and training beside Ding Huan yielded twice the results.

If that was the case, why not follow Ding Huan and see if he could reach the God King realm?

Ding Huan glanced at the red silk ribbon tied around Mo Changcan's head and thought: this guy is so flashy.

As if noticing Ding Huan's gaze, Mo Changcan grinned sheepishly again:

"One of my friends… sort of an elder—he likes tying red silk ribbons on his hand, so I tied one on my head."

True experts always have their own identifiers; I'm an expert too, so I can't be ordinary.

Ding Huan, you're no ordinary person either—I think you should pick an identifier worthy of you."

Ding Huan paid no mind and said: "I'm heading to the Upper God Lands—cultivation here is too slow. I need to ascend to World God quickly, then seek revenge on the Dao Xu Trading Guild."

The Dao Xu Trading Guild provoked me—I won't let this go."

Mo Changcan burst into laughter: "Good! Let's go together—I knew I didn't misjudge you. The Dao Xu Trading Guild stole from Master Mo; if we don't wipe them out completely, I won't be satisfied."

I'm already a World God, and your cultivation has improved significantly. A year ago, we could kill a God King—why not strike the Dao Xu Trading Guild's trading posts right now?"

Ding Huan chuckled: "No rush."

He naturally wasn't in a hurry.

Destroying the Dao Xu Trading Guild was revenge, but more importantly, it was about getting rich.

What benefit would there be in attacking the Dao Xu Trading Guild now?

We can't even open the World of a World God—what good is killing a God King?

He had to ascend to World God first, then uncover the mysteries of the cultivator world before striking down the Dao Xu Trading Guild.

Once the World of a God King and the World of a World God were opened, wouldn't everything inside be ours to take at will?

Besides, last time we killed a God King, we nearly lost our lives.

Was he Ding Huan some kind of masochist who enjoyed getting beaten up?

Ten days later, Ding Huan packed everything and departed with Mo Changcan, Qu Yi, and Luo Huan'er for the Middle God Lands.

Ding Huan and Mo Changcan both altered their appearances as wandering cultivators; Ding Huan took the form of a thin, frail cultivator who looked easy to bully.

Mo Changcan transformed into a hot-tempered fellow who seemed ready to explode at any moment.

Qu Yi and Luo Huan'er did not alter their appearances—they remained as they were.

Having cultivated the Creation Technique, both had undergone a major elevation in appearance and aura.

The four of them walking together didn't seem particularly conspicuous.

The Cosmic Cauldron was fast, yet it still took three full months to fly from the Lower God Lands to the Middle God Lands.

During those three months, none of them cultivated—they discussed Dao together.

Qu Yi and Luo Huan'er benefited the most.

Although Qu Yi had obtained the leather scrolls, many things in cultivation require only a hint from another to suddenly become clear; otherwise, even if you master all the great doctrines, you must spend vast amounts of time testing them repeatedly.

The closer they got to the Middle Divine Land, the more dense the heavenly and earthly divine qi became, and the more sects gathered together.

When they reached the area near the Middle Divine Land, Ding Huan was astonished to find that the barrier between the Lower Divine Land and the Middle Divine Land was not a grand array.

Ding Huan had lived for a long time on the Third Heaven Star Continent.

The Mortal World, the Dao Cultivation Realm, and the Ascension Realm of the Upper Divine Land were all blocked off by protective arrays.

Now what faced them was a chasm of unfathomable depth.

His divine sense penetrated downward but could not reach the bottom.

Gazing across, the other side of the chasm was blurred, shrouded in white mist.

"Could we fly across?" Mo Changcan said, puzzled by the chasm.

Ding Huan looked at Mo Changcan in surprise: "Changcan, you've lived here all along—how don't you know about this place?"

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Mo Changcan chuckled: "I didn't stay here long before I went to the Dao Ruins, and you know the rest."

So you're just a greenhorn too.

Ding Huan opened his spiritual eyes, and his spiritual eyes easily pierced through the barrier, faintly revealing what lay on the other side.

He launched a lower-grade divine artifact spaceship.

The moment the spaceship reached above the chasm, it plummeted down without warning.

"Looks like we can't fly across using your pot," Mo Changcan sighed.

Luo Huan'er whispered: "Big Brother Ding, I heard there's a special place from the Lower Divine Land to the Middle Divine Land, where a teleportation array exists."

"This chasm is called the Second Divine Chasm—flying artifacts cannot cross it."

With the aid of his divine sense and spiritual eyes, Ding Huan vaguely sensed that the Cosmic Pot could pass through.

As long as the speed is fast enough, this width shouldn't be a problem.

In the Cycle Swamp of the Dao Ruins, it was the Law of Submersion; here, the spaceship's descent isn't caused by any law—it's most likely an array.

Whether it's a natural divine array or a man-made divine array, he didn't know.

But regardless of which, Ding Huan felt the Cosmic Pot could make it across.

"Let's charge through—this distance shouldn't be a problem."

"Yes, charge through!" Mo Changcan unhesitatingly supported Ding Huan's idea.

He had long wanted to test the Cosmic Pot's terrifying speed.

Now that Ding Huan shared his thought, of course they had to try.

Both Ding Huan and Mo Changcan decided to try; Qu Yi and Luo Huan'er naturally had no objections.

Ding Huan guided the Cosmic Pot in a wide circle, then accelerated it to maximum speed and charged straight toward the Second Divine Chasm.

On the Cosmic Pot, everyone felt only a slight dip, then their eyes immediately saw the surroundings.

They crossed the Second Divine Chasm effortlessly.

The distance was covered almost in an instant.

"Hah! So it was easy to cross. If there's a Second Divine Chasm, there must be a First Divine Chasm—it should lie between the Middle Divine Land and the Upper Divine Land. Let's go charge the First Divine Chasm now!"

Mo Changcan laughed heartily, eager to have the Cosmic Pot charge the First Divine Chasm right away.

Ding Huan did not slow the Cosmic Pot; instead, as he reinforced it with his divine sense, its speed grew ever faster.

Another month passed, and Ding Huan suddenly halted the Cosmic Pot.

Everyone's divine sense swept forward and saw a divine city.

Outside the divine city, a crowd had gathered, and someone appeared to have been killed.

"There's a friend of mine inside—I'll go see." Ding Huan had truly spotted someone he knew.

Chu Bukian—he was a good man.

Back in the Watch Divine Land, he had once tried to help Ding Huan out of trouble and even offered to take him to a sect.

Later, in the Watch Divine Ladder Sea, one of his maids betrayed him, and Ding Huan had saved him once.

Now Chu Bukian and a woman were surrounded in the center, with another woman lying on the ground.

The woman on the ground seemed dead—no breath, no aura.

"Then let's go see," Mo Changcan immediately agreed with Ding Huan.

Ding Huan had traveled with Mo Changcan for several months now; he had come to understand something of this man's nature.

This man loved trouble above all.

Whether trouble came to him or not, if he saw a commotion, he'd rush to join in.

No wonder, back when he had a chance to escape Dao Ruins Street, he refused to leave—and instead returned to target the Dao Ruins Guild.

The Cosmic Pot retracted, and Ding Huan and the others squeezed into the crowd.

"You killed my consort and now block my brother and sister here—does the Middle Divine Land have no justice?" Chu Bukian's voice was filled with grief and outrage.

Ding Huan didn't know how Chu Bukian had reached the Middle Divine Land; from his appearance, he had no backing and his own strength was insufficient.

Chu Bukian's current cultivation level was likely still late Heavenly God Realm, and the woman's level was probably just beginning Heavenly God Realm Level One.

(Friend, good night!)

(End of Chapter)