Chapter 705: Don't Even Think About Escaping

Sun Quan madly burned his essence blood, and the twelve Coffin Nails finally broke through Emperor Hou Hen's Yiluo consciousness net.

Only Sun Quan felt not the slightest joy, but rather a deeper unease.

After burning his essence blood, he felt his divine essence flow slightly sluggish, and his divine sense was no longer so clear and smooth.

A subtle aura seemed to be slowly eroding his sea of consciousness and meridians.

But at this moment he did not dare to investigate; he suspected he had been poisoned.

This kind of silent, invisible poison that could seep into his sea of consciousness and meridians was absolutely a top-tier Law poison.

Boom boom boom!

Dao rhymes exploded in the void.

The twelve Coffin Nails were transformed by Sun Quan into three streams.

One stream tried to tear open Emperor Hou Hen's second Yiluo consciousness net, one stream blasted toward Emperor Hou Hen's golden brick, and the third stream defended against Seeing Ji Luo's enormous scissors.

In almost a single breath, Sun Quan shifted from an absolute advantageous position to a defensive one.

Emperor Hou Hen and Jilu, who had originally been bound by his domain and completely unable to attack, now easily summoned their magic treasures to strike at him.

The reason was precisely that his domain had suddenly been suppressed by Emperor Hou Hen's domain, and also that he had been poisoned by the Law poison.

He had long since sensed Emperor Hou Hen's domain; it was not that strong.

The only possibility was that someone had layered a new domain atop Emperor Hou Hen's domain.

The fact that this new domain could crush his domain space meant this person's cultivation was even stronger than Emperor Hou Hen's.

Another vortex killing force blasted toward his sea of consciousness, and the unease in Sun Quan's eyes grew heavier and heavier.

His divine-sense domain surged wildly, his divine sense transforming into layer upon layer of divine-sense shields, finally blocking that sneak-attack vortex killing force outside.

"Zhong Zhihe, are you dead yet?"

Sun Quan finally had a chance to call out a sentence.

Appearing simultaneously with his words was a curtain of blades; this blade curtain transformed in the void into a Yellow River of Blades hanging down from the air.

The aura of death almost condensed into something tangible.

It was Ding Huan's blade-Dao divine ability, the Yellow River Seal—one slash opens the Yellow River, no reincarnation for eternity.

The deathly oppression of this blade force made Sun Quan unable to suppress the fear in his heart.

Zhong Zhihe's rescue had yet to arrive, and Sun Quan did not even have a spare moment to split off his divine sense to see what Zhong Zhihe was doing.

Perhaps knowing he could not escape this calamity, Sun Quan erupted with a blood-colored light screen all over his body.

"Puh!"

The instant Ding Huan's Yellow River of Blades, carrying the blade intent of eternal non-reincarnation, cleaved down from the void, Seeing Ji Luo spat fresh blood and was sent flying backward, a Coffin Nail already pinned into his chest.

His giant scissors had long been blasted away by a Coffin Nail; in an instant, his entire body was wrapped as if in ice, with a ghastly aura continuously spilling out.

Emperor Hou Hen's golden brick was blocked by five Coffin Nails, and his second Yiluo consciousness net was reduced to nothingness beneath another five Coffin Nails.

Sun Quan, who was beneath the Yellow River of Blades, vanished without a trace—only a spray of blood bloomed where he had stood.

Zhong Zhihe, who had been locked down by Ding Huan's Level-7 God-Trapping Array patterns, finally tore through Ding Huan's Level-7 God-Trapping Array patterns and charged toward this side.

"Old Hou, hold this guy back."

After giving this instruction, Ding Huan likewise vanished without a trace.

"Bam!"

Ripples of Dao rhyme appeared in the void, and immediately a clear Primordial Spirit was blocked.

Before this Primordial Spirit could turn, Ding Huan tossed down another set of array flags.

In the blink of an eye, this Primordial Spirit was trapped by Ding Huan's God-Trapping Array patterns, able only to stare at Ding Huan in terror within the God-Trapping Array space.

He had just abandoned his life-bound magic treasure, the Coffin Nails, then sacrificed his physical body—and this supreme Primordial Spirit-escape divine ability had actually been blocked by a God-Trapping Array the opponent had set up in advance.

This was a Level-8 God-Trapping Grand Array…

Sun Quan felt his Primordial Spirit begin to destabilize, as if it could collapse at any moment.

As a powerhouse at the seventh layer of the God Merging Realm, Sun Quan knew better than anyone that this was a problem with his state of mind; moreover, the Law poison was also affecting his Primordial Spirit.

"Who are you?" Sensing his hopeless situation, Sun Quan finally forced himself to calm down.

From beginning to end, he had never taken this opponent seriously.

He had never imagined that the strongest of the opponents would actually be this guy standing right in front of him—the one he had never taken seriously at all.

"Who the hell is your grandpa? Today Grandpa Huan has a few questions for you. Answer well, and I'll give you a quick end. Answer poorly, and Law flames will burn your divine soul."

After speaking, Ding Huan raised his hand, and a ball of flame leapt in his palm.

This was not the Grand Void Flame; this was his Law Flame.

His Law Flame continuously grew stronger as his cultivation rose; perhaps one day, when his cultivation reached its peak, his Law Flame would even be stronger than the Grand Void Flame.

"Do you know what the consequences of killing me are?" Sun Quan's voice was fierce but his heart was weak, unable to conceal his inner panic.

He had never imagined that one day, even sacrificing his own physical body, he still could not escape.

"Oh, at least you won't be around to see it." Ding Huan said lightly.

After speaking, Ding Huan took out a Soul-Pinning Needle and tossed it out,

This Soul-Pinning Needle pierced straight through the center of Sun Quan's Primordial Spirit's brow, pinning him in the void.

"Don't torture me, just ask." In just a few sentences, Sun Quan knew that Ding Huan was absolutely not someone who could be handled with a few casual words.

"Is the Qiankun Shuttle on you?"

"No, we don't have control over a treasure like the Qiankun Shuttle. We were sent here by someone specifically, and when we go back, specialists come to take it back."

"Who is in charge of the Dao Court?"

"This…" "What? Is this hard to answer?" Ding Huan's expression darkened.

"No, it's because the Dao Court's factions are tangled and complex. Although the Dao Court Master wields a lot of authority, there are many places he simply cannot control, and he can't really be called the one in charge…"

"Do you know about the Cosmic Position Disc?"

"I know. It's controlled by Ancestor Zixiao."

"Where is Ancestor Zixiao?"

"At my level, how could I possibly know Ancestor's whereabouts?"

Ding Huan heard this and was utterly shaken inside. He was certain Ancestor Zixiao was the Hongjun Ancestor he had been searching for.

He had assumed that since Hongjun Ancestor had come out from the Nine Heavens, at most he'd be equivalent to the Divine Person realm.

After all, the Nine Heavens of back then was a cosmic world where mortals and immortals lived together.

From this Sun Quan's mouth, he finally learned that even someone at late-stage Unity God felt unworthy to be on the same level as the Ancestor.

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It seemed there was far too much he didn't understand.

While Ding Huan was still in shock, he suddenly sensed an aura of death.

He immediately understood—Sun Quan, that old bastard, was actually trying to undergo dissolution.

Trying to undergo dissolution in his hands? Ding Huan raised his hand and struck out spatial law after spatial law.

Simultaneously, bolts of heavenly thunder crashed down.

Piercing, miserable screams rang out. Ding Huan, using the spatial law imprints he had struck out, tore open Sun Quan's world.

"You actually tore open my world…" Sun Quan's voice carried extreme terror, his Primordial Spirit growing increasingly unstable.

He himself, at late-stage Unity God, wouldn't dare claim he could tear open a World God's world.

The cultivation of the person before him was unremarkable, seemingly not high at all.

Yet such cultivation had truly torn open his world—what kind of method was this?

Ding Huan couldn't be bothered with Sun Quan's terror. With a sweep of his hand, pile after pile of things were sent into his Five Elements World.

"Crack!" Sun Quan's world collapsed.

Ding Huan hadn't expected Sun Quan to be so decisive.

Upon realizing there was no hope of survival, he had actually destroyed his own world and his last wisp of divine soul once more.

But Ding Huan didn't care—everything he needed to take, he had already taken.

In the distance, Zhong Zhihe, who was currently locked in a stalemate with Emperor Hou Hen, heard Sun Quan's piercing scream and was terrified.

When his divine sense swept out, he happened to see Ding Huan using Soul-Nailing Needles to pin Sun Quan in the void, then tear open Sun Quan's world.

Witnessing this scene, Zhong Zhihe felt as if he'd plunged into an ice cave. His strength was a full major tier below Sun Quan's.

Now Sun Quan's world had been ripped open in Ding Huan's hands—how could he possibly fare any better?

Besides, he also suspected he'd been poisoned; he just hadn't had time to examine it carefully in the rush.

As for escaping—if Sun Quan couldn't escape, he absolutely couldn't either.

Thinking of this, Zhong Zhihe could no longer be bothered to deal with Emperor Hou Hen. The Shanhe Bell in his hand blasted out.

The instant the Shanhe Bell collided with Emperor Hou Hen's golden brick, Zhong Zhihe fled frantically.

Seeing Zhong Zhihe flee, Emperor Hou Hen sneered. He couldn't even be bothered to immediately chase after him.

With the God-Trapping Killing Formation Ding Huan had set up, if they let this guy escape, Ding Huan wouldn't be able to undo his restrictive patterns.

Boom!

A terrifying, enormous explosion detonated. Boundless Dao rhyme laws scattered outward like a skyful of primordial qi pearls falling, and the spatial Dao rules fell into utter chaos at this moment.

The massive Dao rhyme wave blasted back Emperor Hou Hen and Ji Luo, who had just arrived.

Emperor Hou Hen also stared blankly at the center of the explosion.

He hadn't expected Zhong Zhihe to actually choose to self-detonate his Dao.

This guy hadn't been at a disadvantage just now—the two sides were locked in a stalemate.

Ding Huan had just finished collecting Sun Quan's things and returned, happening to see Zhong Zhihe self-detonate.

This guy was ruthless enough.

Ding Huan was certain that if Zhong Zhihe hadn't self-detonated, he would absolutely have been captured alive.

Actually, he hadn't planned to kill Zhong Zhihe. He was going to the Dao Ruins, and capturing one to lead the way would naturally be better.

He just hadn't expected Zhong Zhihe to choose self-detonation either.

"Brother Ding Huan, this time I wasn't careful enough and let him self-detonate." Emperor Hou Hen was somewhat vexed.

Ding Huan waved a hand: "He self-detonated, so be it. We already know how to get to the Dao Court anyway."

Having obtained Sun Quan's world, Ding Huan had a pile of cultivation resources and various jade slips in his ring. Once he studied the information on the Dao Court, he'd know.

Saying this, Ding Huan pulled out two top-grade divine spirit veins and one upper-grade divine spirit vein, tossed them on the ground, and said: "Old Hou and Old Ji, one top-grade divine spirit vein each. Yi Jie takes one upper-grade divine spirit vein."

"Many thanks, Lord Huan." Yi Jie was overjoyed. He rushed up immediately and swept away that upper-grade divine spirit vein.

Emperor Hou Hen and Ji Luo were not polite either; they collected the top-grade divine spirit veins.

They knew that since Ding Huan could produce two top-grade divine spirit veins, his harvest must be even greater.

They had no objections to Ding Huan taking more resources.

Although taking down Sun Quan was a joint effort, without Ding Huan, they absolutely couldn't have killed Sun Quan, nor could they have opened Sun Quan's world at all.

Ding Huan did indeed take more. He had harvested six top-grade divine spirit veins, given away two, and still had four on him.

In the cultivation world, more work meant more reward—that was as it should be. There was nothing to feel bad about.

(End of this chapter)