Chapter 744: The Boundless World

After stowing the Sunset Arrow, Ding Huan's gaze settled on Xing Jia, whom he had imprisoned.

This guy has a lot of valuable items, he thought, then directly descended into the space where Xing Jia was confined.

"Comrade Ding…"

Seeing Ding Huan appear before him, Xing Jia stared at him in shock—he didn't believe Ding Huan could survive against the one who constructed the Six Paths' Dao principles.

So he planned to offer a word of warning just before Ding Huan perished, to lend a hand.

That way, Ding Huan would owe him a favor.

He never expected Ding Huan had sealed off all external scenes he could see.

Ding Huan coughed a few times: "Old Jia, you tricked me. I'm now cornered by that Wu Liang, with no escape left but to hide within my own world."

Hearing Ding Huan's words, Xing Jia actually sighed in relief.

That was normal.

"I can't move a muscle now; seeking me is useless," Xing Jia said flatly.

Ding Huan chuckled: "Old Jia, you tricked me once too, didn't you? If you hadn't schemed, would I have fallen into Wu Liang's hands and ended up with no escape?"

"I'm certain that Wu Liang, given his power, will eventually break into my world—so I came to find you first, and eliminate you."

"I merely misjudged. What benefit would killing me bring you?"

"Heh. You know in your heart whether it was a misjudgment. Come, die," Ding Huan said, his formidable domain aura completely locking Xing Jia in place.

This was his territory; no matter how strong Xing Jia was, he could only curl up.

"Wait—if I promise not to kill you, what conditions do you have?" Xing Jia felt deeply frustrated—he truly didn't want to die.

He had indeed schemed against Ding Huan, but that damn Wu Liang was just too weak? Couldn't even kill Ding Huan?

Ding Huan fell silent, then after a long while said: "If you don't want to die, open your world—I'll take a few things from it."

Xing Jia sighed helplessly: "If I could open my own world, do you think I'd be trapped here in such misery?"

"Then you're useless."

"Wait—I can tell you how to open a Saint's world. Try it—see if you can open mine. If you succeed, I have nothing to say. If you fail, you'll know I didn't lie."

Xing Jia truly felt Ding Huan's killing intent.

He understood: Ding Huan was now throwing caution to the wind, determined to drag someone down with him before dying.

"Fine, I'll follow your terms," Ding Huan immediately agreed to Xing Jia's proposal.

Moreover, he kindly pulled out a blank jade slip and handed it to Xing Jia:

"Old Jia, if you try any tricks, you know the consequences."

Xing Jia spoke calmly: "Rest assured—I, Xing Jia, keep my word. I'll carve the method to open a Saint's world for you, as promised. I, Xing Jia, have no need to deceive you."

He said this, yet inwardly sneered.

Even if I give you the method to open a Saint's world, what then?

Telling you how a Saint's world forms changes nothing.

He, Xing Jia, had long surpassed the Saint level—he was an Eternal Saint.

To think he could use the method he taught to open his own world? He could only say: dream on.

Half an incense stick later, after studying the jade slip, Ding Huan raised his hand and pulled Wu Liang before him.

He could open the worlds of cultivators above the World God level, but perhaps not the world of a Saint—that level of power might still be beyond him.

Because he had not yet touched the Saint level; to open a Saint's world, he must first understand how such a world is formed.

Now, with Xing Jia's jade slip, he should be able to open Wu Liang's world.

If even this fails to open Wu Liang's world, then kill Wu Liang outright.

He wouldn't wait until he himself became a Saint to open Wu Liang's world.

The risk was too great—he wouldn't take that chance.

"Comrade…"

Seeing Ding Huan, Wu Liang smiled obsequiously, his heart filled with intense dread.

Wu Liang had seen too many storms, but never had he felt so unsettled as today.

"I'll give you one last chance: either open your world, or I'll do it myself."

"Swear you'll let me go after taking what you need—I…"

Before Wu Liang could finish, Ding Huan's Dao resonance locked all his senses and movements.

Within his mind's cosmic realm, he didn't believe Wu Liang could still cause trouble.

Letting Wu Liang go—and swearing to do so? Heh. Ding Huan could only say: you're dreaming.

Under the rules of the Great Cosmic Art, Ding Huan peeled away layer after layer of world laws.

First, he tried peeling Wu Liang's world by his own method; if that failed, he'd use the method carved into Xing Jia's jade slip.

All space occupied by Wu Liang was sealed by Ding Huan; Wu Liang could not use any rules of Ding Huan's space to act.

Now he could only watch helplessly as Ding Huan slowly peeled away the laws of his world.

His eyes were filled with contempt.

Did he think Wu Liang was only a God King, so his world laws would be easy to peel?

He was a Nine-Transformation Saint—a Nine-Transformation Saint!

A mere God King—even after ten or a hundred thousand more years of cultivation—could never touch his Great Dao world.

Overreaching.

After contempt came the feeling of bad fortune—if he'd constructed the Six Paths' Dao principles elsewhere, perhaps he'd already succeeded by half.

Seven days later, Ding Huan stopped peeling further.

He had reached his limit; the remaining world laws were beyond his control.

These laws that constituted the world were all ones he had encountered for the first time; if he comprehended them step by step through the Great Cosmos Art's Zhou Tian, then stripped them away—

If his luck was decent, several hundred thousand years should be about enough; if his luck was bad, perhaps even tens of millions of years might not suffice. Ding Huan's divine sense landed on the jade slip Xing Jia had given him.

The reason a Sage World could form was, besides its own great Dao rules and the heaven-and-earth rules of the star continent it resided on, also the rules of the Dao it itself had proven…

Wuliang cultivated the Dao of Reincarnation; on which star continent he had proven his Dao, Ding Huan did not know.

As for what he had taken as the fundamental Dao to prove his Dao upon, Ding Huan was even less clear.

Xing Jia's method was to seize the other party's great Dao laws by force, then tear apart the other party's great Dao laws.

This leaned more toward forcibly tearing apart the other party's world.

Although Ding Huan could not do something like that, he still looked down on Xing Jia.

This method was simply too trashy.

As long as the other party was a little vigilant, they could completely destroy their own world and not let their opponent succeed.

Therefore, the likelihood of Xing Jia's method of stripping the other party's world succeeding was probably very low.

Ding Huan also knew that the method Xing Jia gave was not a brush-off; not just anyone could strip the other party's world laws through the Great Cosmos Art.

No errors, no omissions—every word, every detail is right here for you to read!

However, even if he wanted to use Xing Jia's method, he could not open Wuliang's world.

It was simply that his cultivation and Wuliang's cultivation differed far too greatly.

Xing Jia's method did, however, offer him a possibility: that he could find the node connecting Wuliang's own world to the outside.

Then, suddenly employing a Dao-law-tearing technique, there would be a chance to open Wuliang's world.

Of course, it might also cause Wuliang's world to collapse entirely.

Regardless, he'd try it first.

Ding Huan first repeatedly and ceaselessly searched for the node connecting Wuliang's world to the outside.

He had stripped away part of the laws of Wuliang's great Dao world, so he was not entirely ignorant of Wuliang's world.

This too was very hard to find, but he could slowly sense it through the Great Cosmos Art.

After a full half a year passed, and Ding Huan's array Dao level had risen another tier, he finally found the location of this obscure world-connecting node.

Ding Huan did not rush to act, but instead continuously laid down void-tearing array patterns.

This was his world; Wuliang only knew that Ding Huan was stripping his world, but did not know specifically what Ding Huan had done.

Another half month plus passed.

Wuliang could no longer hold back: "Fellow Daoist, you are only at the God King realm; I am an existence half a step into the Eternal Sage realm.

Even if I gave you ten thousand years, you still couldn't open my world. Wouldn't it be better for us to negotiate—I'll give you a portion of things…"

It was at this very moment that Ding Huan suddenly offered up the Calamity-Breaking Blade and slashed down; at the same instant, the tearing array patterns he had laid were triggered.

Sensing Ding Huan suddenly offer up a long blade and slash toward the void, Wuliang was so startled his pupils contracted.

What was going on?

"Crack!" After Ding Huan's long blade came down, the streaks of void-tearing array patterns he had previously laid were also triggered.

When he saw that his world had truly been torn open with a rift, Wuliang's soul scattered in terror; he frantically burned his essence blood…

Even if it meant self-detonating, he could not let the things in his world be taken for free by this ant before his eyes.

Ding Huan sensed Wuliang's frenzy; with a flick of his hand he then shot backward through the air.

"Boom!"

Violent Dao rhythms exploded outward.

Even within his own world, Ding Huan was caught in the blast.

Fortunately, Ding Huan retreated in time; and this was his world after all—he was only knocked back a bit farther by the Dao rhythms from Wuliang's collapse.

As for his own world, it was not affected in the slightest.

Where his divine sense reached, Wuliang's aura had long since vanished.

This fellow was dead beyond any chance of death.

Ding Huan was inwardly shocked; this was still within his own Sea of Consciousness cosmos world—if such a self-detonation happened outside, he simply could not control it.

Even if he didn't die, his physical body would be torn apart.

This fellow didn't know how many-revolution Sage he was—truly terrifying.

Fortunately, he wasn't left with not a single gain.

Looking at the things he had brought out, Ding Huan's mood finally improved a little.

Wuliang's world was simply too vast; before he could thoroughly see everything inside, the world began to explode.

What he had brought out were three Seven Realms Pearls—he had sensed the aura of the Seven Realms Pearls and acted at the first instant to get them out.

One Realm-Breaking Talisman.

He didn't have this thing either; he had one World-Breaking Talisman on him.

Besides these, there was also a section of Dao vein.

This section of Dao vein was definitely something Wuliang had treasured away; he had sensed its aura and brought it out.

The quality of this Dao vein was definitely higher than a low-grade Dao vein.

Besides these, there was also a Dao tree.

Earlier, pressed for time, Ding Huan had only sensed that this tree was no simple thing and had casually brought it out.

Now, looking at the tree before him, with Dao rhythms flowing, one glance was enough to know it was no ordinary object.

(Fellow Daoist, good night!)

(End of this chapter)