Chapter 806: The Great Dream Dao Was Founded By Me

Before preparing to enter this stretch of desert, Ding Huan hesitated for a moment, but still set up a teleportation array in the void.

Having wandered and cultivated in this void universe for several hundred years, he knew very well that all kinds of Laws existed here.

Among them were many bizarre Laws similar to the Fall Law.

Some could plunge a person into illusions, some could rob a person of their sanity, some could drive a person mad, or strip away their memories...

It was just that these types of Laws were relatively rare; he had only chanced upon a few of them.

Unlike in the Eternal God Abyss, where it was entirely the Fall Law, allowing him to comprehend it and turn the Fall Law into the Fall Dao Rule of his own Great Dao.

Even so, Ding Huan still felt caution was wise.

In case he entered this desert and encountered some special Law that trapped him, he could teleport out at the first moment.

After advancing to Third-Turn Saint and fusing increasingly more comprehended Laws of Heaven and Earth, Ding Huan's Array Dao had risen along with it.

Besides, Ding Huan himself could independently refine high-grade Boundary-Breaking Talismans.

His Array Dao level had long since surpassed the level of ordinary Saint Dao arrays.

He used a Connate Treasure as the array core to set up a teleportation array; as long as things weren't too outrageous, he could teleport over at any time.

After the teleportation array was set up, Ding Huan then controlled his flight treasure and entered the desert.

The moment he entered the desert, Ding Huan sensed natural prohibitions forming on the desert's outer edge.

Ding Huan sighed inwardly as well; the universe truly was wondrous.

Though it had clearly been blasted into fragments by a Tribulation of Measure, the desert within this stretch of void could still repair itself.

Once such natural prohibitions formed, after countless years of evolution, the desert could very well form other landforms.

In the end, forming a complete star continent was not impossible.

Of course, the greater likelihood was that this stretch of desert would ultimately still be annihilated within the vast cosmic void.

The moment he entered this stretch of desert, Ding Huan perceived that the Rules of Heaven and Earth here were far more complete than outside.

Although most of the Rules of Heaven and Earth were still fragmented, existing in the form of Law shards, at least there were still complete Rules of Heaven and Earth.

Not only that, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi here was also cleaner and denser than in the void.

After sweeping out with his divine sense to observe, Ding Huan immediately knew that people lived here; at the very least, there were traces.

Huh, when Ding Huan turned back to look, he only then realized where was there any cosmic void?

Whether he looked out with his eyes or swept out with his divine sense, it was all an endless, boundless desert.

His divine sense began to be suppressed, and the distance his divine sense could penetrate grew ever weaker.

Ding Huan was secretly startled; there were far too many places that suppressed divine sense.

Generally, as long as one stayed in such a place for a period of time, one's divine sense would pass through an adaptation period, and then slowly expand again.

In this place, his divine sense could extend normally at first, but as time passed, it was actually being compressed more and more; that was rather abnormal.

Thinking of this.

Ding Huan immediately activated the teleportation array disk in his hand.

Streaks of spatial Law Dao Rhythms wrapped around Ding Huan, then carried him away from where he stood.

Landing once more in the void universe, Ding Huan looked at the vast desert before him and breathed a sigh of relief.

The teleportation array he had set up was useful, which meant he could still go back in.

This time Ding Huan did not use a low-grade flight divine artifact, but stepped directly into this stretch of desert.

Sure enough, the moment he entered the desert, the void outside vanished again beneath his divine sense.

He had lost his bearings once more.

And he clearly had not moved.

What a bizarre desert.

Ding Huan operated the Grand Universe Art to comprehend all the Laws of Heaven and Earth in the surrounding space, while also sensing traces of human presence.

In just a short time, Ding Huan understood what was going on.

The space within the desert was constantly shifting.

This was caused by unstable spatial Laws.

This kind of spatial shift was actually the conversion of spatial Laws.

With spatial Laws shifting in such a way, this stretch of desert was essentially a series of natural teleportation spaces.

That meant even if you stood here without moving, you could be teleported away at any moment by the conversion of these spatial Laws.

Perhaps that was still the better case—at least the space was only shifting, without spatial dislocation or spatial tearing.

Otherwise, it would not merely teleport a person away, but tear them into shreds.

Ding Huan sighed with emotion; fortunately, after proving his Dao as a Third-Turn Saint, he had formed his own spatial Great Dao Rule.

As long as he comprehended and fused the spatial Laws here, he could take control of the space around him and no longer be teleported away at any moment.

For Ding Huan, cultivating in the cosmic void outside by comprehending and fusing Law shards, and cultivating in this desert by comprehending and fusing Law shards, were one and the same.

So there was no difference at all.

Moreover, once the conversion of spatial Laws in this desert was thoroughly comprehended, his understanding of space would reach a higher level.

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye; nearly ninety percent of the spatial Laws in this stretch of desert had been encountered and comprehended by Ding Huan.

By now, Ding Huan could move freely within this stretch of desert.

He could move easily between the shifting spatial Law shards without being teleported by the conversion of spatial Laws.

This stretch of desert had become Ding Huan's paradise for comprehending and fusing spatial Laws.

Until he was forcibly locked in place by someone using space.

Having cultivated in this desert for over a hundred years, Ding Huan already knew that even if there were traces of human presence in this stretch of desert,

they could not last long.

This kind of spatial transformation is simply too terrifying; being trapped here for a long time means waiting only for death.

So when he cultivated here, contemplating the laws of heaven and earth, he never thought anyone could ambush him.

Now, after being forcibly locked in by space, he was shocked to discover that someone truly could remain unaffected by the desert's spatial laws.

Not only did this person cultivate here, but she also stayed fixed in one spot without ever leaving, and the spatial transformations never transported her away.

Worse still, she could use space to lock others in.

When locked in by space, Ding Huan wasn't even startled.

As long as he wished, he could tear open the space binding him and leave at any moment.

A woman appeared before Ding Huan.

What surprised Ding Huan was that the woman sat beneath a tall, green bamboo.

In this desert, this single bamboo grew lush and vigorous; its branches spread wide, and its dense leaves completely concealed the woman.

The woman had snow-white hair, sunken eye sockets, tiny eyes, and a sharp chin.

"You are the first person to walk freely in my Great Dream Desert. Tell me your origins, and I'll let you leave with dignity."

The woman's voice was like a cracked gong, unpleasant to the ears.

Ding Huan chuckled: "Your desert? Where's your face? You might as well say this entire universe belongs to you. Just because you're ugly, you can spout nonsense?"

Ding Huan had cultivated here for over a hundred years—did he not know whether this desert had an owner?

This woman was probably also trapped in this desert; everyone else who entered perished, yet she claimed the desert was hers.

Hearing Ding Huan's reckless words, the woman flew into a rage and suddenly raised her withered hand to slap him down.

The space already locking Ding Huan suddenly contracted; the massive handprint seemed to grasp the entire universe and kept shrinking.

Ding Huan was inside this enormous handprint, as if he would be crushed into fragments in the next instant.

Ding Huan's body shifted slightly, stepping out of the woman's spatial lock and her giant handprint with calm ease.

He summoned Dahan Yi Dao and slashed downward.

Infinite death Dao essence was violently swept up by Dahan Yi Dao; space shattered, and one after another, the laws cracked.

The woman widened her tiny eyes, unable to believe anyone could so easily escape her space within the Great Dream Desert.

She had been trapped here, contemplating this desert's spatial laws, for countless ten thousand years.

Even the Great Calamity had passed her by.

Now, as Dahan Yi Dao's killing intent grew fiercer, she hastily pulled out a Ruyi Lock and hurled it forward.

"Crack!" Her domain shattered instantly beneath Dahan Yi Dao.

Boom! The Ruyi Lock collided with Dahan Yi Dao, and space shattered further.

Beneath Dahan Yi Dao's aura, a bloodline appeared on the woman's forehead; blood blossomed from her brow like a single petal opening.

Ding Huan's own domain paused for a moment; he stared in delight as Dahan Yi Dao's killing intent surged another level.

At this critical moment, Dahan Yi Dao had ascended.

Once a supreme-grade divine artifact, it had now risen to the level of a post-heaven spiritual treasure.

"Huh…" The woman let out a surprised exclamation.

She had watched with her own eyes as Ding Huan's Dahan Yi Dao ascended from supreme-grade divine artifact to post-heaven spiritual treasure.

Post-heaven spiritual treasures were naturally born, heaven-and-earth-grown artifacts; she had never before seen a man-made artifact ascend to such a level.

"Ha ha…"

Ding Huan laughed heartily, his spirits soaring.

It seemed all these years of cultivation in the void had greatly benefited Dahan Yi Dao.

Dahan Yi Dao's aura grew even stronger, its violent killing energy swept up by Ding Huan in a furious torrent.

"Friend, stop! I think we can talk. You know you can't kill me—you can only force me to move elsewhere."

The woman withdrew her spatial pressure, even retracting the Ruyi Lock.

Ding Huan's gaze fell upon her green bamboo; compared to his Kai Tian Nine Dao Bamboo, it was vastly inferior.

Yet its existence in this desert was no ordinary thing.

The woman was right—indeed, he could not kill her.

Her strength, even if not that of a Seventh-Transformation Saint, was surely close.

Ding Huan left Dahan Yi Dao hovering in the void; he did not recall it.

"Speak. What do you want to discuss?"

The woman said: "I am Meng Chuan Nu."

Ding Huan said nothing, only stared at her.

Seeing Ding Huan's lack of reaction after her self-introduction, she sighed and said: "With your strength, you must know Hui Zhi?"

Ding Huan replied coolly: "Why should I know him?"

Now it was Meng Chuan Nu's turn to freeze. In her assumption, someone like Ding Huan must be a great immortal reincarnated or a powerful being who had possessed another's body.

How could he not know Hui Zhi?

"Then do you know the Great Dream Dao?"

Ding Huan replied coolly: "I know that vile cultivation art. If I ever meet its creator, I'll make him understand why flowers are so red."

"I created the Great Dream Dao," said Meng Chuan Nu, her tone calm.

As she spoke, she never took her eyes off Ding Huan.