Chapter 816: The Saint Is So Fragile

Seeing Ding Huan did not answer his question, Zai Na instinctively turned back to look at Ding Huan.

"Comrade Ding, you…"

He was astonished to find Ding Huan had suddenly changed his appearance.

Ding Huan smiled: "I feared there might be Qu family spies in Qianyu Divine City—if they stopped us, though we aren't afraid, it would still waste time."

Zai Na sneered inwardly: If you aren't afraid, why hide your face?

Besides, strolling openly toward Tianyuan Dao City is clearly an invitation to confront the Qu family directly.

Only now do you think to conceal your appearance? Try fooling a ghost with that.

While Zai Na was still thinking, a powerful divine essence swept over them.

Zai Na quickly controlled his flying artifact and landed on the ground.

Then two men appeared before him.

Qu family's Saint-level experts?

Zai Na's face instantly turned pale.

Over the years, in the Dalun Bazaar, he had dealt with the Qu family more than once or twice.

He had seen the Qu family's tyranny countless times.

So when he learned Ding Huan had killed Qu Huaiyang, he immediately prepared to flee.

Tianyuan Dao City was one of his options—once he rented a legitimate cultivation cave there, the Qu family could do nothing to him.

Unless the Qu Clan Dao Court was prepared to go to war with the Dalun Dao Court, they could not attack a cave in Tianyuan Dao City.

After he attains First-Transformation Sainthood, he could leave Tianyuan Dao City anytime.

Later, seeing Ding Huan depart the Dalun Bazaar, his craving for the Seven-Leaf Reincarnation Grass still overcame his caution—he returned, taking the risk, to find Ding Huan.

In Zai Na's estimation, Qu family agents wouldn't reach Qianyu Divine City for at least another day.

So now, him and Ding Huan arriving in Qianyu Divine City was safe.

How had Qu family Saints appeared in Qianyu Divine City already? And not just one—two of them?

"Zai Bazaar Master, where are you headed?" The Third-Transformation Saint stared at Zai Na with a cold face, his tone equally icy.

Zai Na instinctively shuddered.

He finally understood why Ding Huan had disguised himself.

If Ding Huan hadn't disguised himself, these two would have targeted Ding Huan first—not him, Zai Na.

Ding Huan was the real culprit; he was just dragged into this.

But Zai Na knew he absolutely could not point out that Ding Huan was the one who killed Qu Huaiyang.

That wouldn't earn him the Qu family's help—it would make Ding Huan turn on him too.

"Two fellow cultivators, I intend to buy some goods in Qianyu Divine City," Zai Na said with a forced smile, his tone deferential.

"Hmph, do you know where the murderer went?" The Second-Transformation Saint snorted, his voice brimming with killing intent. "I truly don't know," Zai Na dared not reveal Ding Huan's whereabouts.

He wouldn't do something clearly disadvantageous.

"If so, come with us to Planet Great Dao Dao City," said the Qu family's Second-Transformation Saint, his gaze like a serpent's tongue fixed on Zai Na.

If Zai Na was wise, he'd open his world, hand over the item, and bind himself.

If he wasn't wise, don't blame them for being uncivil.

"This… Comrade Ding, what should we do now?" Zai Na telepathically sent to Ding Huan.

Ding Huan sighed:

"If only we'd escaped to the Great Universe sooner—you're better off than me; at least you have a backup plan—you can hide in the Great Universe later. Alas, I have no backup at all…"

He hadn't telepathically transmitted that.

Zai Na cursed inwardly: Calling escape to the Great Universe a "backup plan"?

He finally snapped back to his senses.

Ding Huan's disguise wasn't to fear the Qu family or to flee—because if captured, the Qu family's Saint-level cultivators would absolutely attack Ding Huan.

This guy simply wanted the Great Universe's directional sphere.

As long as he was disguised, the two Qu family Saints wouldn't recognize Ding Huan at first glance.

Without recognizing Ding Huan, Zai Na became the first target.

"I remember—weren't we just talking about the Great Universe? I have something I meant to give you, but these two blocked us and I forgot.

Copy it yourself, then return the original to me."

Zai Na stopped telepathing—he pulled out a tortoise shell and handed it to Ding Huan.

Ding Huan took the shell, scanned it with his divine sense, and immediately knew this was no ordinary tortoise shell.

The Dao resonance and carving techniques on it were utterly primitive.

Clearly, Zai Na feared Ding Huan wouldn't trust him, so he gave Ding Huan the original Great Universe coordinates, letting him carve a new copy himself.

If Ding Huan couldn't replicate it, then Zai Na bore no blame.

Such Dao-resonance and Dao-principle-carved objects were indeed hard to reproduce.

Not to mention, even finding a tortoise shell like this was difficult.

"Ah, then thank you, Brother Zai," Ding Huan said, stowing the shell and instantly becoming warm and enthusiastic.

Others might not be able to replicate this Dao-resonance direction, but Ding Huan was not among them.

The two Qu family Saints were amused by Ding Huan and Zai Na.

Didn't these two know their end was near?

Before Qu family Saints, these two dared to openly discuss directional spheres—how dare they not take the Qu family's Saints seriously?

Ding Huan waved his hand; Zai Na promptly stepped back.

He guessed he wasn't a match for Ding Huan; now that he saw Ding Huan step forward to shield him from disaster, how could he still show off? At this moment, he could only wait to see if he had a chance to escape via forbidden arts after Ding Huan clashed with the two Saints.

"I'm Ding Huan. I killed Qu Huaiyang. If you've got problems, come after me."

As Ding Huan spoke of coming after him, his domain already surged toward the two Qu clan Saints.

He had no intention of striking second.

Even if Ding Huan were merely a First-Transformation Saint, his domain far

surpassed the two Qu clan Saints.

Not to mention Ding Huan was now a genuine Fifth-Transformation Saint—moreover, his Dao had been refined, and he could step into the Sixth-Transformation Saint realm at any moment.

At this moment, the two Qu clan Saints under Ding Huan's domain were no better off than the two Qu clan Combined-Spirit cultivators before.

"You…"

Hearing Ding Huan's words and seeing his restored face, the two Qu clan Saints instantly knew Ding Huan was the one they were hunting.

A man who had killed a Qu clan disciple dared to be so arrogant before them—it made them laugh in fury.

Before they could even finish saying "You're asking for death," their expressions changed at once.

Ding Huan's vast, formidable Dao domain sealed off every inch of their survival space; beneath his domain, they felt as if space itself had abandoned them.

Though they weren't as utterly immobilized as the two Combined-Spirit cultivators had been, unable to move a muscle.

They could only struggle weakly, like men trapped in mud.

Both instantly understood: Ding Huan's power far exceeded theirs; their only course now was to break free from his domain's restraint.

A river of death-blades, tearing through the realm, descended—this space instantly filled with overwhelming killing intent.

Though the sun blazed overhead, both Qu clan Saints felt icy cold all over.

They frantically tried to burst free from Ding Huan's domain.

Ding Huan's death-blade momentum clung like a parasite, not weakening one bit despite their frantic struggles outward.

At this point, they no longer cared about anything else—not even their blood essence, they burned their lifespans recklessly.

First, save their lives.

Perhaps their desperation was too great—they broke free from Ding Huan's domain and fled at top speed.

"Puff! Puff!"

Two streaks of blood exploded.

Only then did the two Saints realize they had just escaped Ding Huan's domain—only to be sliced into four pieces by his blade-river.

Just one breath away—if they'd had one more breath, they could've broken free and sent out a distress signal.

"Ding Huan, you've killed us—the Qu clan will never rest until you're dead…" The Third-Transformation Saint's voice trembled with fear, carrying a threat he himself didn't believe.

He only hoped Ding Huan would fear the Qu clan and spare him.

Ding Huan didn't even deign to answer. He raised his hand and reached into the void.

The Primordial Spirits of the two Qu clan Saints turned to dust beneath Ding Huan's hand seal; their two Saintly realms were torn open nearly simultaneously.

As Ding Huan swept away the contents of their realms, he also seized the Qu clan's bloodline laws.

When he killed Qu Huaiyang before, he hadn't planned to use the Great Gene Killing Art against the Qu clan.

If the Qu clan dared pursue him again, they'd regret it—he'd unleash the Great Gene Killing techniques.

Not just the Qu clan—his Great Gene Killing techniques had already wiped out several waves of the Divine Clan.

Zai Na stared, dumbfounded, until Ding Huan tore open the two Qu clan Saints' realms and took everything—only then did he snap back to reality:

"Friend Ding Dao, you killed them?"

He'd thought Ding Huan's cultivation was slightly stronger than his own—not by much.

If not for waiting for the Seven-Leaf Reincarnation Grass, he'd already been a First-Transformation Saint.

Once he obtained the Seven-Leaf Reincarnation Grass, his Saintly power would multiply.

Now he saw: Ding Huan's strength wasn't just slightly greater than his?

Could he even escape from an Immortal Saint?

A Second-Transformation Saint, a Third-Transformation Saint—facing Ding Huan, they couldn't even summon their treasures.

This…

Saints were so fragile before Ding Huan.

Ding Huan chuckled: "If I didn't kill them, would you wait for them to take you away?"

"Yes, yes, thank you, Elder Ding! If not for you saving me, I'd be dead."

Zai Na thanked him, trembling with fear.

His address shifted naturally.

Whether or not Ding Huan had the Seven-Leaf Reincarnation Grass, he had no intention of teaming up with him anymore.

What joke? With such a gap in power, how could he even ask Ding Huan if he had the Seven-Leaf Reincarnation Grass?

If not for his turtle shell still being in Ding Huan's possession, he'd have left already.

Good thing he gave the turtle shell to Ding Huan—if not, even if Ding Huan killed him, he could still take it from his realm.

He'd once thought a cultivator's realm was the safest place.

Though he was only a Pretender Saint, even an Immortal Saint couldn't easily open his realm.

Now, seeing Ding Huan effortlessly tear open the realms of two true Saints of the Qu clan, he realized his understanding had been wrong.

"No need to thank me. Let's head to Tianyuan Dao City first. When we arrive, I'll return your things."

Ding Huan knew perfectly well what Zai Na was thinking.

Before the information within the turtle shell was fully extracted, he wouldn't return it to Zai Na.

Qianyu Divine City was far busier than the Great Wheel Marketplace.

Ding Huan and Zai Na did not delay; the two headed straight for the teleportation array and were transported to Tianyuan Dao City.