Chapter 823: The Qu Clan Dao Master Did Not Dare Strike

Watching from the side, Guan Huan felt the killing aura of that blade and was secretly shaken.

This brother Ding Huan is absolutely a god of slaughter—otherwise such a casual slash wouldn't carry such a heavy killing momentum.

With this blade falling, even a fellow whose cultivation was somewhat stronger than his would likely be affected by the killing intent of the saber's momentum.

Boom!

Crack!

The blade curtain descended, and the words "Star Dao City" were reduced to nothingness beneath that ferocious saber light.

All the protective arrays at the city gate were also shattered beneath this single strike.

Of the planets suspended on the left and right sides, one developed crack after crack.

These planets didn't look particularly large—each seemed to be only a few hundred zhang across.

But this was the size they took on after being refined.

Once truly split apart and freed from spatial constraints, even the debris could bury the entire Star Dao City.

The broad street of Star Dao City, paved with divine jade, now appeared before Ding Huan and Guan Huan.

After that single strike, the entire Star Dao City was laid bare to the gaze of everyone outside the city.

It was like a beauty hidden in thin mist having her garments suddenly torn apart.

But what followed wasn't a pretty sight.

Because the saber momentum of that strike, after tearing apart all the protective arrays of Star Dao City, had not weakened in the slightest—it still rampaged outward carrying its fierce killing aura.

At this moment, every cultivator on the street fled in frantic retreat; the entire Star Dao City descended into chaos.

Fortunately, this strike's killing momentum hadn't locked onto their life force, so they could still withdraw beyond its range.

The cultivators on the street retreated, yet the Tribulation-Breaking saber momentum showed no sign of waning.

That bolt-of-silk-like blade curtain, like a galaxy spilling down, utterly destroyed Star Dao City's main avenue.

Not only that—the shops, merchant halls, and rest inns on both sides of the street…

All were reduced to fine powder.

Although this saber momentum hadn't locked onto any cultivator's life force, and ninety-nine out of a hundred cultivators could escape the killing space of this strike,

a small number were still swept up in the blade curtain's killing momentum, about to be torn apart by the saber light and perish body and Dao alike.

Fortunately, streams of divine sense swept over them and hurled them straight out beyond the saber momentum. The people who had narrowly escaped—how would they dare press forward again?

They fled even more frantically out of Star Dao City into the distance.

When the blade curtain dispersed, everyone was horrified to discover that Ding Huan's single strike had actually split Star Dao City clean through.

A deep ravine appeared in the middle of Star Dao City, dividing it in two.

This ravine was several thousand zhang wide; divine sense couldn't penetrate to its bottom at all.

Watching from the side, Guan Huan understood clearly that Ding Huan had definitely fused many of his own Grand Dao laws into this ravine.

Because he could feel that even his own divine sense, upon entering, would sink and dissipate more than half of itself.

The other cultivators outside the city were utterly stunned—what madman was this?

How dare he lay hands on Star Dao City?

Star Dao City is the capital of the Qu Clan Dao Court. Forget splitting the Dao City in two with a single strike like Ding Huan did—

even damaging so much as a blade of grass or a flower here would bring endless pursuit from the Qu Clan Dao Court.

Given the Qu Clan's way of doing things, any cultivator who damaged so much as a single plant in Star Dao City would not only die themselves, but their sect and clan would be utterly exterminated.

This was after the Calamity of Measure, when there were no more low-level star continents to retreat to—otherwise the star continent where that cultivator resided would have been refined outright. Sensing Ding Huan's madness, virtually every cultivator outside the city quickly retreated, wanting to put distance between themselves and Ding and Guan.

A dozen or so figures rushed toward Ding Huan's side, and Ding Huan frantically laid down layer upon layer of Gene Slaughter Laws.

Everything he deployed was Gene Slaughter Laws targeted specifically at the Qu Clan.

He had come here today to uproot the Qu Clan entirely.

"Guan Huan, I didn't expect you to still be alive—and bold enough to come to my Qu Clan's Dao City to seek death." A man in a Dao Master's robes blocked Ding Huan and Guan Huan's path.

The fact that he didn't strike immediately actually surprised Ding Huan somewhat.

This fellow was slightly plump in build, and looked quite handsome.

But in Ding Huan's eyes, this fellow's Dao resonance was somewhat scattered—he should be at the Creation Saint realm.

The Creation Saint of Star Dao City should be Qu Ge.

With such scattered Dao resonance, he'd never set foot into the fourth step of the Grand Dao in this lifetime.

No wonder this fellow didn't strike the moment he arrived—he was afraid.

He must have known he wasn't Guan Huan's match, so he didn't dare make a move.

Otherwise, having arrived and immediately destroyed Star Dao City's protective arrays, and split Star Dao City in two—any Dao Master coming here would be unable to contain their fury.

Yet this Qu Ge had contained himself.

But were the Qu Clan who cultivated the Great Planet Art really this trash?

The Dao resonance they cultivated was so scattered—it didn't match the bearing of a strong expert he had imagined at all.

If the Qu Clan's cultivation of the Great Planet Art was really this trash, then how did that Qu Beige alone take on so many experts, kill a pile of them, and still establish the Qu Clan Dao Court?

Where exactly was the problem?

"Qu Ge, I, Guan Huan, came here today with no intention of letting your Qu Clan Dao Court continue to exist." Guan Huan was utterly contemptuous.

Qu Ge truly did not dare to strike.

Because he knew very well that if he struck, he would certainly die.

Today, there were only four Eternal Saint-realm saints here.

Besides himself, there were two Dao-Creation Eternal Saints and one Yan Jie-realm Eternal Saint.

He had a premonition that even if the four of them joined forces, they wouldn't be Guan Huan's match.

Back when they surrounded and killed Guan Huan, although he did make a move, at that time there were seven or eight Yong Sheng Jing powerhouses, and there was also a Zao Hua Jing cultivator, Chang Yun.

Chang Yun's strength was far greater than his; at the time, Chang Yun bore over seventy percent of Guan Huan's attacks.

Qu Ge felt helpless in his heart as well; facing a Zao Hua Jing saint, numbers no longer solved the problem.

This was the Qu Clan Dao Court; he could mobilize a million-strong Dao Court cultivator army at any time.

However, this was of no use.

"Guan Huan, although I, Qu Ge, did make a move against you back then, I did not strike to kill you. I only acted out of obligation to face."

The moment you arrived here, you destroyed my Star Domain Great Dao City. Isn't that going a bit too far?"

Although Qu Ge's tone carried reproach, anyone could tell he was begging for mercy.

Guan Huan burst out laughing: "Qu Ge, the one coming to destroy your Qu Clan Dao Court today is Brother Ding Huan. I'm just Brother Ding's sidekick.

Of course, even if Brother Ding Huan hadn't brought me here, I would still have come to kill you."

Qu Ge's gaze fell on Ding Huan.

Just now, Ding Huan had split open the Star Domain Great Dao City with a single slash of Dahan Yi Dao, but Qu Ge could see his strength very clearly—absolutely not at the Yong Sheng Saint realm.

As long as he wasn't at the Yong Sheng Saint realm, in Qu Ge's eyes he was an ant.

"My friend, where has my Qu Clan offended you?" Qu Ge's tone was calm, seemingly without much anger. A cultivator standing beside Qu Ge sent a voice transmission: "Dao Lord, he is the one who killed Qu Huaiyang, and also killed two of my Qu Clan's quasi-saints.

Qu He stayed behind at Tian Yuan Dao City precisely to ambush and kill this man."

"What?" Qu Ge's eyes went wide.

Could it be that over such a trivial matter, such a terrible consequence had been brought upon the Qu Clan Dao Court?

Ding Huan chuckled: "Qu Ge, isn't your Qu Clan Dao Court sending people to hunt me down? I've already killed a pile of them, and you still want to ambush me.

I, a man who dislikes trouble, invited Dao friend Guan Huan, and we'll just uproot your Qu Clan Dao Court entirely, so you won't bother me in the future."

As long as Qu Ge didn't make a move, Ding Huan naturally wouldn't be in a rush to act.

The Qu Clan gene-killing laws he had set up also needed time.

But he wouldn't drag things out too long, because Qu Ge would call for help.

Qu Ge clenched his fists. If time could turn back, he would go kill Qu Huaiyang first.

At this moment he also understood—Guan Huan had been saved by Ding Huan.

Ding Huan could save Guan Huan, bring Guan Huan to the Star Domain Great Dao City, and even want to destroy the Qu Clan Dao Court—could such a person be simple?

Setting everything else aside, just that Great Dao line of Guan Huan's—Qu Ge couldn't deal with it.

Perhaps it was because he had always been high and mighty and used to being arrogant, Qu Ge had never considered it.

With the Qu Clan's ways, even if they didn't run into Ding Huan today, they would surely run into some other Huan in the future, who would wipe out the Qu Clan in one net.

Ding Huan saw that Qu Ge still hadn't made a move, but had instead sent out several dozen messages.

He immediately understood in his heart that his guess was correct—this fellow really was inviting people to come help him fight.

No more waiting.

Just as Ding Huan was about to invite Guan Huan to make a move—

One figure after another descended from the void. In just a short while, the Qu Clan's powerhouses had surrounded Ding Huan and Guan Huan in the middle.

These people should have come through teleportation talismans, not teleportation arrays.

"Brother Ding, right now they have a total of four at the Yong Sheng Saint realm, and thirty-one at the Saint realm. The rest are no threat. We need to act now…"

Guan Huan also saw it clearly—Qu Ge's reason for not acting was that he was waiting for people.

These people posed no lethal threat to them; what Qu Ge was waiting for was definitely an existence at the level of a Small Tianxu Dao Lord.

Just as Ding Huan was about to speak, several cultivators below the He Shen Jing abruptly clutched their own throats, then collapsed in disbelief.

Qu Ge lunged forward in a single step, seized a He Shen Jing cultivator, and let his divine sense penetrate into him. In just a short while, his expression changed.

This was a gene-deprivation life-force technique!

Others might not have heard of the Great Gene Art, but he knew it well.

In Qu Ge's eyes, whether it was the Great Destruction Art or the Great Curse Art's killing methods, they were all trash before the Great Gene Art.

As for his Qu Clan's planet-refining methods, they were even less presentable.

The reason the Great Gene Art was so terrifying was that even if the Great Gene Art were placed right before you, you still couldn't learn it.

That was why very few people chose to cultivate the Great Gene Art divine ability.

Of course, this divine ability had long been lost.

Today, he actually saw a killing divine ability that used the Great Gene Art as its Great Dao rule.

The Qu Clan was finished—this was Qu Ge's instinctive reaction.

Without needing Guan Huan's reminder, Ding Huan's domain expanded outward without any reservation. The Calamity-Breaking Saber was summoned, transforming into endless death saber qi.

This was the Sheng Si Dao Yin from among the Seven Seals of Reincarnation.

Seeing Ding Huan strike, and while Qu Ge was still shaken by Ding Huan's Great Gene killing method, another Chuang Dao Jing saint of the Qu Clan shouted harshly:

"Immediately surround and kill the madman before us!"

Before he could charge at Ding Huan, Guan Huan had already stepped forward through the void and simultaneously punched out. Unlike others, Guan Huan's magic treasure was his fist.

Under the drive of Guan Huan's punch, space rolled up into endless death vortices.

Anyone wrapped in this punch's death vortex would be reduced to fragments, no matter who they were.

This Chuang Dao Jing cultivator's face changed; he immediately understood that he was simply no match before Guan Huan.

Guan Huan looked honest and simple, yet this punch was so brutally savage.