Chapter 837: Seed Emperor

Ding Huan sighed: "Bai Yue begged Jiang Yiyu to rescue the Seed Emperor, and must have given her many things."

Jiang Yiyu then gave Bai Yue this image crystal ball, and Bai Yue helped Jiang Yiyu seize territory and establish a sect…"

At this point, Ding Huan couldn't help but admire Jiang Yiyu's scheming tactics as a manipulative woman.

【3】 At this point, Ding Huan even felt a grudging admiration for Jiang Yiyu's tactics.

She took all the credit, reaped all the rewards, and even got herself a Broken Position Talisman.

Yet she didn't fulfill a single thing she promised.

In fact, if he hadn't cultivated the Great Cosmos Art and possessed the Eternal Life Talisman, he'd have struggled to tell whether the Broken Position Talisman in this image crystal ball was real or fake.

The Seed Emperor sighed: "No wonder no one has come here all these years. The Tian Huan Women's Palace has been wiped out."

Good thing someone destroyed the Tian Huan Women's Palace—otherwise, that woman would never have let me or Qinqin go."

Qinqin, the Holy Maiden, was deeply downcast, whether because the Tian Huan Women's Palace had been destroyed or for some other reason.

After his sigh, the Seed Emperor looked at Ding Huan and said: "Ding Daofriend, I ask you to do me one favor: when you leave here, tell Guan Huan about my situation."

Qinqin, the Holy Maiden, said: "Brother Zhong, Guan Brother probably can't unravel your Great Dao Lines either."

She knew Guan Huan's strength well.

These Great Dao Lines were set by the Mistress of the Tian Huan Women's Palace—who was a Saint of the Yanjie Realm.

Who, other than she herself, could unravel Great Dao Lines set by such power?

Even if Guan Huan reached the Creation Saint Realm, he still couldn't unravel these Great Dao Lines.

Ding Huan waved his hand: "No need. I'll unravel the lines for you. You can tell Guan himself what you want to say."

"Ah…"

The Seed Emperor stared at Ding Huan, uncertain and alarmed.

Was this how he was going to die?

A Great Dao Line—if one strand is unraveled incorrectly, the person bound by it dies and their Dao is extinguished.

Death and Dao extinction are the least of it; worse still, the soul could be eternally tormented, locked in place by the Dao Lines.

Both he and Qinqin, the Holy Maiden, each had over three thousand Great Dao Lines on them.

Not to mention Ding Huan isn't yet Eternal Life Realm—even if he were, he couldn't unravel their lines.

"Ding Daofriend, you must not unravel these lines. If you do, Brother Zhong will die and his Dao be extinguished—even losing any chance of reincarnation."

Qinqin, the Holy Maiden, quickly moved to stop Ding Huan's next move.

Ding Huan looked at the Seed Emperor and said: "When Guan Huan was pinned outside Tianyuan Dao City by Bai Yue's actions, bound by Great Dao Lines, didn't I rescue him?"

To be blunt, your lines, though more numerous than Guan's, are still inferior in quality to those set by Chang Yun.

Seed Daofriend, I'm not lying. If you still don't trust me, I'll just leave now."

Ding Huan knew that even if he left, the Seed Emperor's Dao Lines would still eventually fall to him to unravel.

No one else would come back after leaving.

The Seed Emperor and Guan Huan had deep ties—Guan Huan would 100% send him here to help.

If Guan Huan begged him, could he refuse?

The Seed Emperor gritted his teeth: "Ding Huan, brother, then please unravel them for me."

Qinqin, the Holy Maiden, stared at the Seed Emperor in shock: "Brother Zhong, you…"

The Seed Emperor waved his hand: "Better to end this suffering now and reincarnate early—I have a way to keep the Dao Lines from locking my soul, so I can still reincarnate."

Ding Huan had no patience for this man's endless hesitation.

Compared to when he was in Tianyuan Dao City, his power had risen by a full tier.

Moreover, the Dao Lines binding the Seed Emperor and Qinqin were far weaker than those binding Guan Huan.

Cutting through these lines was truly no great effort for him.

Stepping beside the Seed Emperor, Ding Huan's spiritual sense instantly wrapped around every single Dao Line on him. In just a dozen breaths, his spiritual sense split into thousands of spiritual blade-shards, slashing down.

The Seed Emperor hadn't even reacted when he suddenly felt a profound sense of lightness.

He took a single step forward.

Then, trembling with emotion, he clenched his fists, eyes red.

For thousands of years, he had been imprisoned here by Great Dao Lines—today, he could finally take this step.

As he activated the Zhou Tian Dao, he felt not the slightest obstruction.

His entire being was filled with pure, unobstructed joy.

That was freedom.

"Ding Daofriend, thank you… I never thought you'd unravel my Great Dao Lines so easily… Now I'm starting to believe you and Guan Huan really destroyed the Qu Clan Dao Court."

"Comrade Ding, thank you... I never expected you could unravel my Great Dao thread so effortlessly... I'm beginning to believe you and Guan Huan really destroyed the Qu Clan Dao Court."

Who would willingly choose reincarnation if they could avoid it?

And over these two thousand years, discussing Dao with Qinqin, he'd felt he could step into the Eternal Life Saint Realm at any moment.

Ding Huan stared blankly at the Seed Emperor.

So after all that, this guy still doubted him?

Did he think Ding Huan and Guan Huan weren't strong enough to destroy the Qu Clan Dao Court?

Still, Ding Huan wasn't fully satisfied with how he'd unraveled the Seed Emperor's Great Dao Lines.

He now craved even more to touch the Law of Cutting.

If he could touch the Law of Cutting, he could form a River of Cutting Laws, then condense his own Cutting Dao Law.

Once the Cutting Dao Law took shape, under the Great Cosmos Art, wouldn't the Great Cutting Art be far behind?

With the Great Cutting Art, he could sever the Seed Emperor's Great Dao Lines with a single slash—no need to hunt down each weak point one by one.

With the Great Cutting Technique, he could simply sever the Dao lines on the Emperor's body with one cut—why bother searching for each point of Dao collapse individually?

"You really untangled Brother Zhong's Great Dao threads?" Qinqin, the Holy Maiden, looked at Ding Huan in disbelief.

Theoretically, only the one who laid them—the Mistress of Tianxuan Women's Palace—could untangle these Great Dao threads.

Ding Huan, a cultivator below the Immortal Realm, actually untangled the Great Dao threads on Zhong Di's body—this is simply…

"Shall I help you untangle them?" Ding Huan looked at Qinqin.

Zhong Di must be saved; if the Holy Maiden Qinqin did not trust him, he would not force the matter.

Qinqin hurriedly said: "Then I thank you, Brother Ding. Please also cut the Dao threads on me."

Ding Huan nodded and walked beside the Holy Maiden Qinqin.

His spiritual sense settled on the Great Dao threads on her body, searching for her collapse points.

In Ding Huan's mind, Qinqin's cultivation should hover around the Ninth Rebirth Saint level.

When Ding Huan sensed the Great Dao aura surrounding Qinqin, he realized he had misjudged.

Qinqin was actually a cultivator of the Immortal Realm—likely a Creation Dao Saint.

"You're an Immortal Creation Dao cultivator?" Ding Huan was surprised.

Qinqin stared blankly at Ding Huan: "Brother Ding, can you see my cultivation level?"

She had long entered the Immortal Realm, but her master had warned her: never reveal her true strength until she reached the Creation Realm.

Because once her true strength was exposed, her death would come.

Qinqin remembered her master's teachings and had always concealed her cultivation.

Even the Mistress of Tianxuan Women's Palace had not detected her true level.

Yet in the end, she was still captured by the Mistress on a pretext and thrown into the Ice Prison.

Zhong Di stared at Qinqin in disbelief—he too had just learned she was an Immortal Realm Saint.

Ding Huan smiled but did not answer Qinqin's question.

As long as he firmly used his spiritual sense to probe, no concealment technique could evade his Great Cosmos Dao Spiritual Sense.

Any concealment technique, in essence, was merely an application of the laws of heaven and earth.

His own Great Dao was infinite laws of heaven and earth; with a single sweep of his spiritual sense, he knew every transformation.

At this moment, Ding Huan had located every collapse point of Qinqin's Great Dao threads and unleashed his spiritual blade without hesitation.

Dense blades of light flashed—within an instant, all Dao threads on Qinqin's body were severed by Ding Huan.

An extreme sense of relief surged into her heart.

Only then did Qinqin realize: Ding Huan had truly severed her Great Dao threads.

"Brother Ding, thank you…" Qinqin's excitement was no less than Zhong Di's.

She had long wished to leave and find her master, but had been bound here for thousands of years by the Great Dao threads, unable to move.

That feeling of wanting to act but being powerless—she had endured it long enough.

Ding Huan was about to speak when he suddenly felt Zhong Di's aura surge violently; clear Great Dao principles circled around him.

Ding Huan silently thought: Wasn't Bai Yue saying Zhong Di was a stubborn fool, stuck at the Eighth Rebirth Saint level in human Dao cultivation?

When he first met Zhong Di, Zhong Di was already a Ninth Rebirth Saint.

Now, Zhong Di was on the verge of breaking through the Ninth Rebirth Saint level and attaining the Immortal Saint Realm.

Qinqin also sensed the change in Zhong Di's Dao aura; she fell silent and used the supreme spiritual vein Ding Huan had laid out to restore her cultivation.

Seeing this, Ding Huan simply tossed out ten more Chaos Spiritual Veins and a hundred supreme spiritual veins.

As soon as the Chaos aura emerged, the Great Dao aura around Zhong Di became even clearer.

Qinqin's spiritual sense swept over the Chaos Spiritual Veins Ding Huan had thrown out; her admiration for him deepened further.

When she had once obtained just one Chaos Spiritual Vein, she had nearly lost her life.

Yet this Brother Ding didn't just casually sever her Great Dao threads—he tossed out ten Chaos Spiritual Veins as if they were nothing.

His wealth was unmatched in the Small Heaven Ruins.

Seeing that neither of them would finish cultivating anytime soon, Ding Huan decided to begin cultivating himself.

He too needed to seize the opportunity to attain the Immortal Saint Realm.

Zhong Di had gained insight into the Creation Saint Realm not only from circulating Dao with Qinqin for thousands of years, but also from being inspired by Ding Huan severing Qinqin's Great Dao threads.

Yet his insight was still extremely limited, and his desire to ascend to the Immortal Realm was too strong.

So when his insight was exhausted, even Ding Huan's Chaos Spiritual Veins only made his Zhou Tian Dao aura clearer.

They could not truly help him enter the Immortal Saint Realm.

Just as he sighed at his lack of opportunity and prepared to abandon attaining the Immortal Saint Realm—

The laws of heaven and earth around him suddenly became clear; every Great Dao aura and heavenly law he had once barely understood now manifested concretely.

How could Zhong Di let go of such an opportunity?

He furiously sucked in heavenly primordial energy, refining his human Dao and contemplating the Immortal Saint Realm.

If he, Zhong Di, could not attain the Immortal Saint Realm under such an opportunity, he would never have another chance to enter the Immortal Realm.