Chapter 727

No matter what Great Universe Art the Huan cultivates, Ding Huan believed his own Great Universe Art was the true Great Universe Art.

His Great Universe Art fused the innumerable laws of the vast universe, while Huan's Great Universe Art stripped away all cosmic fortune and vitality.

Ding Huan simply could not believe that a being born within the universe, once empowered, would strip away the cosmic fortune that nurtured its growth and call it the Dao.

Ding Huan also knew clearly that those who cultivated the Dao would never think this way.

To those who cultivated the Dao, everything within the vastness could be exploited for cultivation; there was no room for personal emotion or sentiment.

In their eyes, once a cultivator developed emotion, his path was finished.

"Speak—how much time has passed since the Cosmic Cataclysm?" Ding Huan suppressed his inner emotional turmoil.

"This…"

Ding Huan's expression darkened: "What, is even this small question hard to answer?"

Xing Jia sighed and said:

"If you asked anyone else, they'd tell you tens of thousands of years have passed, but I cannot answer, because I once achieved some success and knew far more than they do."

"What do you mean?"

"Under that great cataclysm, after the universe collapsed, countless law worlds emerged.

Some of these law worlds were larger than an entire dimensional plane, while others were no bigger than a hair's billionth part.

Do you know why our dimensional plane did not shatter into emptiness during the cataclysm? It was because it was wrapped in a spatial law world during the great cataclysm."

Ding Huan recalled the several divine chasms in the Three Gods Land, and the Eternal God Abyss…

According to Xing Jia's words, these were all caused by the cataclysm.

But the cataclysm had not yet ended—our dimensional plane was wrapped in a massive spatial law world formed by the cataclysm, and thus preserved.

"Besides spatial law worlds, there were also countless temporal law worlds, five-element law worlds, lightning attributes, ice attributes, wind attributes, darkness attributes, light attributes—even various mutated attribute law worlds…"

There was no law world the cataclysm could not form—only those you couldn't imagine.

The reason I cannot answer your question is because I suspect our dimensional plane was also wrapped in a temporal attribute law world.

Perhaps what I believe to be tens of thousands or even a million years may in truth be only tens of thousands, or even just thousands or hundreds of years…"

"Of course, as time passes, these law worlds slowly decompose again, their myriads of laws merging back into the vastness.

Some star continents, planes, or even dimensional realms damaged by the cataclysm will gradually recover, replenished and fused by the myriads of laws within these law worlds."

Ding Huan finally understood: "So your meaning is, even under this terrifying cataclysm, not all life universes are annihilated?"

"Naturally—if every great cataclysm annihilated all life universes, life in the universe would have long since gone extinct.

Moreover, under the cataclysm, the lower the level of a life planet, the more likely it is to survive. This is because the cataclysm begins from higher-level universes.

Once it begins, various law worlds form, and lower-level life planets are more easily preserved by these law worlds.

And as these law worlds decompose and merge, some lower-level life planets may even undergo evolution, becoming higher-level life planets."

Ding Huan fell into deep thought.

To demonstrate his value, Xing Jia spoke again: "Little friend may not realize the value of what I've told you—I can assure you, in the vastness, fewer than ten people know these things.

I learned them because I traded my own life, bit by bit, to survive the great cataclysm.

And I'll tell you this: the law worlds born from the cataclysm are extremely valuable—if you obtain one, you will undergo a qualitative transformation in some aspect."

Law worlds…

Ding Huan thought of how he cultivated by fusing the myriads of laws of the vastness to form his own Great Universe world.

According to Xing Jia's words, even that terrifying annihilation cataclysm could not shatter all law worlds.

If he could unleash power at the level of a law world, could he block the cataclysm?

If Xing Jia knew Ding Huan's thought, he would sneer so hard he wouldn't even want to speak to Ding Huan.

When the cataclysm reached our dimensional plane, would its weakened power match the strength at its origin?

Block the cataclysm? How absurd.

But he was too lazy to explain this to the ignorant fool before him.

Ding Huan was still pondering the law worlds.

Now that the cataclysm had passed, life planets in the vastness were rare—but law worlds were everywhere.

So this was his opportunity.

Though he had never encountered a law world, he could guess roughly: a law world was a world composed of infinite identical laws.

In the vast universe, understanding the spatial laws of one place did not mean you understood the spatial laws of other worlds.

Just like in the Eternal God Abyss—its spatial laws were entirely different from those elsewhere.

Otherwise, countless people wouldn't be trapped on Eternal God Peak.

A wood-attribute law world might be built from countless different wood attributes.

Beyond that, this attribute law world likely concealed the complete process of its origin, condensation, growth, and formation. Since he cultivated the Great Universe Art, if he could fuse these law worlds of the vastness, it would be a feast fit for a glutton.

This was merely Ding Huan's speculation—but the more he thought, the more plausible it seemed.

This kind of universe-annihilating great cataclysm, if it came once, could come again…

He couldn't stop the ones before, but why should the ones after be allowed to happen?

"Xing Jia, when you were at your peak, you were a true Sage, weren't you?" Ding Huan had come from the Dao Court—he knew the Sages of the Dao Court were all false Sages, unworthy of mention.

Xing Jia was merely a residual soul—if he weren't, he'd have cursed aloud at Ding Huan's words.

He thought: Am I just a mere Sage in your eyes?

If I were only a Sage, could I have survived until today?

"I suppose so," Xing Jia sighed helplessly; he didn't want to explain this to Ding Huan.

"Then do you think, in our current dimensional plane, can one now attain Sagehood?"

Ding Huan opened his consciousness universe fully.

Not a single character, not a single line, not a single detail is wrong!

Xing Jia could sense the outside world; he merely probed briefly and said, "No, unless this Star Continent is repaired."

He didn't even bother explaining to Ding Huan—Shenshen Land was merely a tiny, broken fragment of a broken realm beneath the vast multiverse.

Multiverse? He doubted Ding Huan had any idea what a true multiverse was.

"How do you repair it?" Ding Huan's eyes lit up.

"At the peak of Yongshen Peak lies a Cosmic Heart. If you add one Hongmeng Dao Principle, you can repair this Star Continent."

"Xing Jia, you're devious—what's at the peak of Yongshen Peak is clearly the Cosmic Core…"

As he spoke, Ding Huan produced the Cosmic Core he had obtained atop Yongshen Peak.

Xing Jia, upon seeing the Cosmic Core, immediately grew excited: "Brother, you must have obtained the Cosmic Essence—could you spare me a single drop?"

Ding Huan chuckled: "You were planning to possess me. When I asked you questions just now, you gave half-truths—and now you want me to give you the Cosmic Essence? How bold of you."

Xing Jia took a deep breath and said, "I haven't yet had the honor of asking your name, Brother."

Though he was Ding Huan's prisoner, this was the first time Xing Jia had ever asked for Ding Huan's name.

"Ding Huan." Ding Huan still wanted to extract more information from Xing Jia—he couldn't afford to break ties with him yet.

"Brother Ding, if you give me one drop of Cosmic Essence, I'll tell you something that will affect your Dao—even something you yourself won't believe…"

This time, Xing Jia's tone was sincere—he truly craved the Cosmic Essence.

Ding Huan had already tucked away the Cosmic Core; as for giving Xing Jia the Cosmic Essence, he could only think the old man was dreaming.

He suspected that before his severe injury, Xing Jia's cultivation had been far beyond Saint.

That meant there were higher levels beyond Saint—but this old man hadn't uttered a single truth.

If this old man had merely been a Saint, his Sacred Flame would have already burned away the Forbidden Mark.

What kind of being could leave behind a single Forbidden Mark that even Sacred Flame couldn't burn?

Xing Jia saw Ding Huan's expression and knew he had no intention of giving him the Cosmic Essence—or even releasing him.

"Brother Ding, have you ever heard of a Chaos Artifact?"

"Never heard of it."

"The Yongshen Abyss is itself a Chaos Artifact. I came here not only because it's wrapped in the Law World and shielded from the Great Calamity—but primarily to find the Yongshen Abyss."

"The Yongshen Abyss is what I want, and the Cosmic Essence is what I want too…"

"I understand now. You knew Leng Qingdie wanted the Cosmic Heart, so you deliberately dropped the stone tablet hinting at it—just to make her find the Cosmic Essence for you?"

"That's correct. But later, I realized she probably couldn't help me obtain the Cosmic Essence."

"Then why didn't you possess her?"

Xing Jia flew into a rage: "Though I, Xing Jia, am timid and short-sighted, I am still a man—I would never stoop to possessing a woman!"

Ding Huan clicked his tongue: "Not bad, Old Jia—you've still got some pride. Speak then—what exactly is the Yongshen Abyss?"

"It's the Chaos Artifact Yongshen Lun. Many call it Yongshen Wheel, so now it's known as Yongshen Wheel."

Yongshen Wheel?

Ding Huan thought inwardly—there truly were endless Sinking Laws and Void Laws within it, somewhat matching what Xing Jia had said.

"If you obtain Yongshen Wheel, you will surely have a place in the vast Cosmic Universe. Others cannot refine it—but I can guide you in refining it."

Xing Jia was still trying to tempt Ding Huan.

"That's good, Old Jia—take me to refine Yongshen Wheel," Ding Huan said at once.

Xing Jia, hearing this, was utterly speechless.

Even if there were a way, you'd at least need to become an Eternal Saint first—you're merely a God King, still ten thousand miles away from Eternal Saint!

(End of Chapter)