Chapter 802

Ding Huan saw Qian Yao's expression and immediately knew she was about to strike; his Pojie Dao surged violently skyward, slicing down with a blade curtain that tore through the heavens.

Qian Yao saw this blade curtain wasn't aimed at her—she sneered inwardly. So he's trying to assert dominance over her? Hmph.

Ding Huan's Dao of the Blade was indeed formidable; she had witnessed it before.

But something was wrong, Qian Yao suddenly sensed.

She had already seen Ding Huan's Blade Dao—how could one more slash possibly threaten her?

If that's the case, why did Ding Huan slash again?

Was it meant for Quan?

Did Ding Huan know Quan had arrived?

The Pojie Dao churned billions of killing intents, condensing into a blade radiance stretching hundreds of thousands of miles as it cleaved down from the void.

As the blade curtain fell, everyone felt a chilling cold seep into their bodies—this deathly blade intent didn't seem meant to intimidate; it felt aimed directly at them.

Even Fang Wuqiong swiftly retreated dozens of zhang, staring in shock at the endless blade curtain.

The blade curtain descended.

Boom!

All eyes fixed on where the blade curtain had struck—before them, it seemed as if the entire Dunyi Divine Realm had been split apart by that single slash.

Visually, the star-lands appeared to have been cleaved cleanly in two.

When the blade curtain dispersed, a scar nearly a million miles long lay exposed before them.

The blade scar resembled a black hole, exuding an aura of death and slaughter.

Qian Yao stared coldly at Ding Huan: "So, Lord Ding, is this your way of asserting dominance over me?"

"Leave, if you're wise," Ding Huan replied, his Pojie Dao still hovering before him.

Far away, Xing Jia frowned in thought.

From what he knew, Ding Huan rarely bothered with such trivial displays of dominance.

"Then let me test whether your strength matches your boasts, Lord Ding."

Qian Yao actually laughed in anger; her Green Sword materialized in her palm, and the Lu Sheng Pan floated above her head.

Did he really think she couldn't touch him?

If there were no Heavenly Inscription Dao Principles, fine—but since they existed, and since she absolutely had to obtain them, no one—not even Ding Huan—would stop her.

You think you're so great? Fine. Tomorrow, you'll drink the water I washed my feet in.

Xing Jia, that coward, won't dare move against Ding Huan—but plenty of others will.

As her Green Sword unleashed a storm of killing light toward Ding Huan, her Seventh-Transcendent realm aura surged violently—this time, without a single ounce of restraint.

Fang Wuqiong, seeing this terrifying killing intent and aura, realized then: Ding Huan and this woman weren't faking at all.

These two were genuinely feuding—he rejoiced inwardly and retreated further.

He wouldn't utter a single word of interference.

As for the battlefield—so long as you don't destroy my Jia Baihe Sword Dao, even if you level everything outside it, I don't care.

Ding Huan's realm also intensified, and this time, he held nothing back.

Their realms collided in the void, and the aura of slaughter exploded violently.

The Pojie Dao vibrated hums in the void, its killing intent surging uncontrollably.

Ding Huan felt a flicker of doubt.

Qian Yao was an extremely cautious woman.

Earlier, when Xing Jia refused to aid her, she dared not move.

Now that Xing Jia clearly stood with him, she dared strike him—this made no sense.

Could this woman be cultivating Inscription Dao?

That's why the Heavenly Inscription Dao Principles are so vital to her?

Even if they are, you still need the ability to take them.

Ding Huan's realm continued expanding—then he felt a faint tremor in his spirit.

He instantly whispered to Xing Jia: "Old Jia, someone's hiding in the shadows, preparing to ambush me. When I strike, you and Min Yuan strike with full force."

"The ambush spot is directly between Fang Wuqiong and Qian Yao…"

Ding Huan sent the same whisper to Min Yuan.

Though the hidden figure had suppressed all killing intent.

But with Ding Huan's sensitivity to cosmic laws, combined with his suspicion of Qian Yao, he detected them instantly.

Xing Jia's heart tightened; outwardly calm, his spiritual sense already reached his Lie Xu Seal.

This time, he'd show real effort—he'd make Ding Huan know he wasn't just talking.

Min Yuan, hearing Ding Huan's words, felt joy.

The Sect Lord finally needs me, Min Yuan—this proves I'm still useful.

In Min Yuan's view, Ding Huan didn't keep him around because he trusted or recognized him.

He believed only if he had value to Ding Huan would Ding Huan let him stay—or let him act.

After whispering, Ding Huan unleashed the Pojie Dao again.

This time, it wasn't millions of blade curtains—it was a river of death, cleaving down from the void.

Despite all his preparations, cracks began forming across his realm.

Ding Huan ignored his own realm entirely; the deathly aura of the Death River piled higher and higher.

As if trying to drag Qian Yao from her realm into the river of death.

Qian Yao sneered inwardly; her Green Sword unleashed a sky-filling storm of sword light, engulfing Ding Huan.

Crack! Ding Huan's domain finally shattered.

Far away, Xing Jia's spirit trembled—had he misjudged? Was Ding Huan truly about to be suppressed by Qian Yao?

If so, he must flee at once.

Qian Yao's eyes flashed with shock.

She had never imagined a Second Transformation Saint could endure under her full-power Killing Domain, let alone hold out until now, when her domain finally cracked.

If there's any chance today, she absolutely cannot let this man escape. Even though Qian Yao knew the odds of trapping Ding Huan were minuscule, she resolved to give everything.

The Killing Saint Disc activated simultaneously, space turning into a killing hell, endless killing laws wrapping the space where Ding Huan and Qian Yao stood.

But the Killing Saint Disc belonged to Qian Yao—within this killing space, she could still strike Ding Huan, while Ding Huan could only desperately defend himself.

The emerald sword's countless sword rays condensed at once into a single solid emerald sword rainbow.

Beneath this sword rainbow, all life would vanish.

Yet Ding Huan's River of Death Blades slowed, as if locked in place by Qian Yao's domain.

Just as Ding Huan seemed about to be utterly suppressed by Qian Yao, a gray figure suddenly burst forth, charging straight into the space where Ding Huan and Qian Yao clashed.

From the gray figure's movements, everyone understood: this was coordinated with Qian Yao.

Otherwise, anyone entering the space where Ding Huan and Qian Yao fought would be dead.

Xing Jia saw Ding Huan fully enclosed by the Killing Saint Disc, and Qian Yao's emerald sword rainbow fully condensed.

Even Ding Huan's Break-Catastrophe Blade River was locked by Qian Yao's domain.

!

He knew Ding Huan was doomed.

Still, he kept his promise and activated the Rift Ruin Seal.

The Rift Ruin Seal emerged and transformed into a planet-sized seal, crashing outward.

The Rift Ruin Seal targeted precisely the direction from which the gray figure had charged.

Min Yuan couldn't see as clearly as Xing Jia, but he still unleashed his Saint Spear.

Spear light exploded, forming endless killing intent to ambush the gray-robed figure from the side.

The cultivator preparing to ambush Ding Huan was clearly stronger than Xing Jia.

Even though Xing Jia had been warned and struck first, his domain now began to destabilize.

When Xing Jia realized he couldn't defeat the gray-robed man, Min Yuan's Saint Spear swept in.

Min Yuan was no match for Qian Yao, but he was still a Fourth Transformation Saint.

At this moment, his domain overlapped with Xing Jia's—though he still couldn't achieve more than the sum of two.

The combined domains of him and Xing Jia still exceeded Xing Jia's alone.

Combined with his ambush tactic, the gray-robed man immediately lost the advantage of striking Ding Huan first.

Ding Huan saw that neither Xing Jia nor Min Yuan had fled, so he prepared to activate the Eternal Divine Wheel.

If Xing Jia and Min Yuan had turned and run the moment they saw him losing, he wouldn't have been the least surprised.

He had delayed activating the Eternal Divine Wheel precisely because he feared the hidden ambushers, seeing its terrifying power, would dare not emerge.

The moment Ding Huan's spiritual sense contacted the Eternal Divine Wheel, he felt his endless spiritual energy and spiritual sense being violently sucked away.

Ding Huan's heart reeled.

If this continued, his Eternal Divine Wheel wouldn't even be activated before he himself collapsed.

Hadn't he already subjugated the Eternal Divine Wheel? Why was activating it consuming so much?

A phantom wheel shadow appeared above Ding Huan's head.

Terrifying death and killing qi surged forth like a dam breaking.

"Crack!" At that moment, Qian Yao's domain shattered like paper.

The killing qi of the phantom wheel shadow grew ever stronger.

Ding Huan felt no joy—he sank inward, knowing he absolutely could not activate the Eternal Divine Wheel.

If he truly unleashed it without restraint, he would be dead.

Fortunately, the Eternal Divine Wheel had been subjugated by him; even if the Eternal Saint had left behind hidden manipulations, at least these Dao thoughts had not yet struck Ding Huan.

Or rather, they had no conscious intent to target him.

Boom!

The sword rainbow formed by the emerald sword slammed into the wheel shadow.

Laws shattered; the sword rainbow splashed like a drop of water on green stone, spraying countless sword blossoms.

Qian Yao's face turned pale—Ding Huan's domain hadn't even been torn apart, yet hers had already broken.

The Break-Catastrophe Blade River, previously locked by her domain, now fell with unstoppable killing momentum.

If Qian Yao could have remained calm, she would have clearly sensed that the Break-Catastrophe Blade's power had weakened by more than one level.

It was simply too difficult for Ding Huan to activate the Eternal Divine Wheel.

But faced with the terrifying, annihilating suppression of the Eternal Divine Wheel, how could Qian Yao remain calm?

Go—she must flee.

If she didn't flee, she would die.

Qian Yao's emerald sword exploded into layers of sword veils; the Killing Saint Disc wrapped her body as she desperately charged outward.

She intended to first escape the shroud of the Eternal Divine Wheel's annihilating killing qi, then activate the Break-Realm Talisman to flee.

The falling Blade River now tore through her shattered domain.

Qian Yao saw the piled white bones within the river—she saw herself becoming one of those bones.

She saw Di Lan—she saw the beautiful moments she and Di Lan had shared beneath the moon and flowers…

Will Di Lan continue to miss her because of her death?

Will Di Lan think that among the white bones along the Wuding Knife River, one fragment is her Qian Yao?

No, absolutely not.

Di Lan wanted to kill her.

"Puff!" The knife river entered her body, and Qian Yao suddenly woke up.

She had just sensed something wrong when terrible rules of sinking enveloped her.

(Friend, good night!)

(End of chapter)