Chapter 851: No Way Out

At first, Ding Huan didn't care much; in his view, within half a year, the Cosmic Cauldron would surely shed the pursuer.

So Ding Huan did not wildly activate the Cosmic Cauldron.

As long as he could ensure the pursuer remained beyond his divine sense, that was enough.

Ding Huan believed that with his current Tenth Reincarnation Saint's divine sense strength, even the few Creation Saints of the Small Heavenly Ruin weren't necessarily stronger than him.

Outside the range of his divine sense, it should be relatively safe.

As Ding Huan had predicted, he could sense the pursuer constantly following him, but the pursuer posed no threat.

Although Ding Huan couldn't see the pursuer's flying artifact, if it were a threat, he was certain he'd sense it.

After nearly three months of fleeing, Ding Huan no longer constantly monitored how far the pursuer was from him.

His divine sense settled upon his Cosmic World.

The formation of the Light Law River had perfected his Dao World.

This also allowed his Cosmic World to become distinctly layered, thereby perfecting the Cycle Law River.

The Life Tree within his own world had now grown beyond ten thousand

zhang.

The vast, vigorous life aura filled Ding Huan with great satisfaction.

Though he had not yet stepped into the Creation Dao realm, he believed the starland rules capable of birthing a Creation Dao Saint were not necessarily more perfected than his Cosmic World.

As Ding Huan was still basking in self-satisfaction, his spirit suddenly trembled—a wave of unease surged instantly.

Without hesitation, he burned his essence blood to propel the Cosmic Cauldron into a turn, while also burning a Chaos Divine Vein.

The Cosmic Cauldron, already moving at extreme speed, stirred waves of Law Vortices through the void, vanishing from its original location almost by instantaneous teleportation.

Only now, its direction had deviated.

At the same moment, a colossal hammer shadow descended upon the very direction the Cosmic Cauldron had been heading.

The hammer shadow nearly tore apart millions of li of void space.

Countless Cosmic Laws shattered—if there had been any planets nearby, that planet would certainly have been obliterated.

Had the Cosmic Cauldron not deviated, it would now have been directly beneath that hammer blow.

Under that hammer blow, even if the Cosmic Cauldron didn't break, Ding Huan's physical body would have shattered.

Even though the Cosmic Cauldron had already deviated from its original path.

The shockwaves from the shattered void and cosmic laws still exerted tremendous influence upon

the Cosmic Cauldron.

Fortunately, the Cosmic Cauldron was fast enough; Ding Huan stabilized it and vanished again into the endless void within moments.

"This old sneak." Ding Huan cursed aloud.

He thought he was safe, yet this old sneak had been preparing such a move all along.

This was after his Tenth Reincarnation Saint stage—he had long since achieved flawless mastery over the Dao.

Otherwise, had he delayed even slightly, his Cosmic Cauldron would have been ruined. The pursuer had let him grow complacent, waiting months before striking suddenly—quite patient indeed.

At this moment, Ding Huan dared not do anything else.

He pushed himself to the limit, forcing the Cosmic Cauldron into desperate flight.

No matter how far or near that old Wang Ba was, he had to escape the range of the pursuer's perception first.

Ding Huan's actions clearly alerted the pursuer.

One after another, hammer shadows slammed into the void behind the Cosmic Cauldron.

Fortunately, the Cosmic Cauldron was fast enough; though several hammer shadows shattered void laws whose fragments affected the Cauldron's speed,

Ding Huan still controlled the Cosmic Cauldron instantly.

Only three months had passed when Ding Huan sensed something was wrong.

The pursuer truly couldn't catch up to him.

But this old sneak clearly had no good intentions—his massive hammer shadow seemed to be herding the Cosmic Cauldron toward a fixed location.

No.

Ding Huan immediately redirected the Cosmic Cauldron again.

Sure enough, as soon as he changed direction, vast hammer shadows rained down from the void.

Just a few blows forced Ding Huan back onto his original course.

Ding Huan's heart sank.

This guy couldn't catch him, but was trying to force him into a specific place.

He absolutely could not let the pursuer succeed.

To escape the influence of that massive hammer shadow, he could only do one thing: accelerate the Cosmic Cauldron further and break free.

One极品 Divine Vein after another was laid upon the Cosmic Cauldron; as long as the Cauldron kept moving, the Divine Veins kept burning.

Violent, thick Divine Qi burned fiercely, combined with Ding Huan driving the Cosmic Cauldron without holding back a single bit.

The Cosmic Cauldron's speed increased another notch.

The pursuer behind Ding Huan seemed to understand his intent and accelerated as well.

In his view, Ding Huan's method of burning Divine Veins—and even wildly burning Divine Yuan—could not possibly last long.

So his speed not only didn't weaken, it kept increasing.

One year, two years…

When ten years had passed, the Cosmic Cauldron's speed showed no sign of slowing, even slightly increased.

Ding Huan believed that by now, anyone else would have given up.

He truly felt he was growing farther and farther from the pursuer; with just a little more time, he would surely shake him off.

In fact, the guy chasing Ding Huan truly admired him—he had never seen anyone as tenacious as Ding Huan.

Burning the Divine Vein could still be explained, and burning Divine Yuan and Dao Rhythm was tolerable for a short time.

To burn Divine Yuan continuously for over a decade would be utterly shocking.

Even the most capable must drink his washwater.

Ding Huan was truly stunned—he stopped the Cosmic Cauldron.

It wasn't that he stopped running, but because he encountered again

the Cosmic Wall.

Ding Huan had once passed through the Cosmic Wall.

That time, he crossed the Cosmic Wall into the Small Heaven Ruins and gained immense benefits.

For within the Cosmic Wall, he had comprehended perfect Heavenly and Earthly Laws.

But this眼前的 Cosmic Wall—Ding Huan needed only a single divine sense sweep to know he could never pass through.

This Cosmic Wall was not something he could penetrate.

Previously, he had passed through the Cosmic Wall of the Small Heaven Ruins by exploiting Law mutual suppression.

But the Dao Laws composing this眼前的 Cosmic Wall were nearly perfect to the extreme.

He didn't need to try—he knew that no matter what Law suppression he used, he could not penetrate even a fraction.

It wasn't that his methods failed, but that his Dao cultivation was too shallow.

If he could pass through this Cosmic Wall, the other side would surely be a Higher Universe.

Ding Huan sighed and put away the Cosmic Cauldron.

He knew he couldn't escape anymore.

Indeed, after only a dozen breaths, a figure landed opposite Ding Huan.

The man was of medium build, with blue hair.

Ding Huan's gaze swept over the man's gray pupils—they looked like those of a blind man, filling one with intense discomfort.

The Dao Rhythm swirling around him was strange: there was Light Law Dao Rhythm, and also other Laws' Dao Rhythms.

But his cultivation was too low—he couldn't discern it at once.

One thing Ding Huan was certain of: this man's cultivation definitely surpassed the Fourth Step of the Dao.

"A mere Ninth Transformation Holy Person, quite good at running, aren't you? Can you escape me?" The gray-eyed man studied Ding Huan, then sneered.

Ding Huan replied calmly, "I've never met you before. Why have you chased me for over a decade?"

Though he spoke thus, Ding Huan knew his chance of survival was slim.

This man was calculating and a seasoned schemer.

When he fled earlier, he had correctly guessed the man's goal—but misjudged his methods.

This man truly intended to drive him toward a specific direction, which was why the great hammer striking the虚空 around the Cosmic Cauldron followed a pattern.

Ding Huan only now realized: the direction the man wanted him to flee toward was the Cosmic Wall.

Previously, the man pretended to block him from escaping elsewhere—it was all a tactic of luring him in by feigning retreat.

He had fled for over a decade without seeing through the man's scheme.

In the end, he was driven straight to the edge of the Cosmic Wall.

"Did you take the Light Dao Law?" The gray-eyed man ignored Ding Huan's words and asked again, fixing him with his gaze.

"Yes." Ding Huan admitted without hesitation.

He suddenly thought: perhaps the Light Dao Law could save his life.

"Show it to me." The gray-eyed man spoke as if it were self-evident.

Ding Huan said coolly, "I've already prepared to self-annihilate. All your threats mean nothing to me."

"Heh, do you think I can't open your world?"

The gray-eyed man chuckled, his tone dripping with mockery.

A Dao World of one below the Eternal Life Realm—he could still open it.

"Oh, then try." Ding Huan said, remaining still.

He knew any movement would be Bai Da.

Now, he needed the man to try opening his world—only then would he have leverage to continue negotiating.

True enough, the gray-eyed man's domain immediately locked the space Ding Huan occupied.

Then, wave after wave of Dao Laws began peeling away Ding Huan's Dao World.

The rules of this space grew chaotic.

Ding Huan felt profound emotion inside.

Always before, he had peeled away others' worlds—today, it was his own being stripped away. Indeed, with weak cultivation, one is nothing.

After a full day, the gray-eyed man's eyes turned grave, and he even retracted his Dao Domain.

"Your world is truly strange—I cannot peel it away."

The gray-eyed man was deeply shaken—he felt Ding Huan's Dao might rival those two fellows'.

Otherwise, how could there be such a flawless, perfect Dao World?

If it were anyone else, even if he couldn't peel their world, he'd find some trace.

After peeling at Ding Huan's world for a full day, he still didn't know what Dao Ding Huan cultivated.

Hearing the man say he couldn't peel it away, a single Dao Law suddenly appeared before Ding Huan.

But the moment it appeared, it vanished instantly.

"So it really is the Light Dao Law." The gray-eyed man's eyes flickered with eagerness.

He was now even more eager for Ding Huan's Dao than for the Dao of Light.

When his son was killed, he was stronger in cultivation than the opponent, yet could not touch him—precisely because the opponent cultivated his own Dao.

The strength of a Dao is astonishing.

Ding Huan felt a flicker of doubt.

Shouldn't this guy be showing great excitement?

After all, this guy had been desperate for the Dao of Light.

And there were ripples of the Dao of Light's resonance around him.

Why was he only slightly eager?