Chapter 890

To preserve the human cultivators fighting desperately in the Ten Thousand Dao Mountains, several Dao Ancestors implanted numerous Dao veins within Wan Dao City.

This spared Ding Huan the need to have Feng Pu implant a Dao vein.

Ding Huan raised his hand and slapped Feng Pu's third eye, effortlessly drawing Feng Pu's Dao into Zhou Tian's domain.

Ding Huan didn't even need Feng Pu's consent to perceive the Dao rhythm of Feng Pu's Dao.

When Feng Pu, beneath Ding Huan's Great Cosmos Technique's Zhou Tian, clearly sensed the missing Dao principles in his own Dao foundation, he was stunned.

How could one so clearly identify the gaps in one's Dao foundation unless one had fully comprehended one's own Dao?

But soon Feng Pu realized this was no time to dwell on such matters—he immediately used Ding Huan's Great Cosmos Technique to repair his Dao foundation.

At this moment, Feng Pu finally understood the meaning behind Ling Zhuzhen's words.

No matter how shattered his Dao foundation, beneath Ding Huan's Great Cosmos Technique's Zhou Tian, he could clearly mend its Dao principles.

Feng Pu had a feeling that if he cultivated under Ding Huan's Great Cosmos Technique's Zhou Tian, he might even reach the Eighth Step of the Dao.

In just one hour, Feng Pu surged to his feet, trembling with excitement.

He longed to let out a deafening roar.

Since his Dao foundation was damaged, he had been forced to play the fool before Qing Sha and Feng Yu.

Today, he had finally restored his Dao foundation—his strength stood once more at the level of a Dao Ancestor…

"Feng Pu, have you truly repaired your Dao foundation?" Yi Qi Dao Ancestor asked, his voice trembling.

"Hahaha…" Feng Pu laughed heartily.

He then turned and bowed deeply to Ding Huan: "Thank you, Brother Ding, for healing me—my Dao foundation is now fully restored."

Yet because he understood one thing, the joy and excitement of regaining his strength diminished greatly.

Ding Huan had repaired his Dao foundation so effortlessly and could clearly perceive the broken principles within his Dao rhythm.

Clearly, Ding Huan's Dao was countless times stronger than his own.

Just as Ling Zhuzhen had said, Ling Zhuzhen's Dao wasn't even top-tier—his own Dao was inferior even to Ling Zhuzhen's.

So what was there to be proud of even if he returned to the Seventh Step?

Against Ding Huan, he had no chance of victory, for Ding Huan knew every detail of his Dao.

After thanking Ding Huan, Feng Pu turned to Yi Qi Dao Ancestor: "Indeed, Brother Ding's Dao is heaven-bestowed—far stronger than mine, and it has fully restored my damaged foundation."

There was one thing he didn't say: if Ding Huan repairs your Dao foundation, all your Dao's secrets vanish.

In the future, Ding Huan could crush you effortlessly.

In truth, Ding Huan had never considered the issues Feng Pu was pondering.

Even if he didn't understand Feng Pu's Dao, as soon as Feng Pu moved, Ding Huan could still perceive the strengths and weaknesses of his Dao domain.

"Brother Ding, please help me," Yi Qi Dao Ancestor hurried forward, bowing deeply.

Ding Huan didn't hesitate—he likewise healed Yi Qi Dao Ancestor.

Compared to Feng Yu and Qing Sha, these hypocrites, Yi Qi Dao Ancestor and Feng Pu Dao Ancestor had at least given their all against the Tianmeng Clan.

After Yi Qi Dao Ancestor recovered, he felt none of Feng Pu's reflections—he only knew that with his strength restored, he could not let the people of Da Yi World be slaughtered by the Tianmeng Clan.

"Let's go see what Feng Yu Dao Ancestor has accomplished," Ding Huan said, stepping out of the trading pavilion first.

His divine sense had already witnessed Feng Yu Dao Ancestor's actions.

As he had expected, Feng Yu Dao Ancestor had carried out his instructions without the slightest compromise.

Worse still, the man had even used a high-grade Dao vein as the array's spiritual source and a primordial treasure as the array's core.

Though Feng Yu Dao Ancestor's protective array was only a rough prototype,

Feng Yu clearly intended to block the Tianmeng Clan within the Ten Thousand Dao Mountains.

Tens of thousands of human cultivators had already fled from the Ten Thousand Dao Mountains.

The weakest among them were at the Pretender Saint realm.

The Tianmeng Clan seemed truly content merely to drive the human cultivators out of the Ten Thousand Dao Mountains.

So far, no Tianmeng cultivators had pursued them.

"Big Brother Ding, thank you for saving my life."

Yan Jiuyue had fully recovered and waited outside with Yan Zhuo. Seeing Ding Huan emerge, she immediately stepped forward and bowed in gratitude.

Ding Huan cast a cold glance at Yan Jiuyue.

To be honest, if not for Yan Zhuo's sake, he would have kicked this woman far away long ago.

Seeing Ding Huan merely glance at her and then leave without another word, Yan Jiuyue moved to follow.

Yan Zhuo grabbed her arm: "Jiuyue, are you mad? What are you trying to do?"

Though Yan Zhuo had once saved Ga Baihe and was her elder, he dared not offend Ding Huan now.

Look at who stands beside Ding Huan.

Feng Pu Dao Ancestor and Yi Qi Dao Ancestor.

Ding Huan had already killed Zi He Dao Ancestor and Qing Sha Dao Ancestor—likely Feng Yu Dao Ancestor, who set up the protective array outside Wan Dao City, was summoned by Ding Huan too.

"Father, Big Brother Ding saved my life—I must thank him…"

As Yan Jiuyue spoke, she suddenly understood Yan Zhuo's meaning.

Ding Huan hadn't ignored her because he hadn't heard—he had ignored her on purpose.

Now, if she chased after him, she would only humiliate herself.

She already knew Ding Huan was Ding Xiaotu, and that he was powerful enough to slay Dao Ancestors.

Only recently, she had been soul-searched by Qing Sha Dao Ancestor; now she saw that Ga Baihe's consort was this powerful—and this Ding Xiaotu was someone she had casually captured and given to Ga Baihe. Her heart burned with envy.

She had completely forgotten how she had been soul-searched, how countless others had practiced dual-cultivation with her.

Seeing Yan Jiuyue's expression, Yan Zhuo sighed: "Jiuyue, in my heart, you and Baihe are equal."

But I need to tell you, Ding Huan is no ordinary person. He saved you entirely out of regard for Baihe's face. If you dare to go up again, he will kill you without the slightest hesitation.

So stop being jealous of Baihe. You should be grateful to her. Without Baihe, you would still be suffering and struggling right now."

Yan Jiuyue calmed down.

Setting aside that she was never as pretty as Jia Baihe to begin with, now she was a broken, withered flower — would Ding Huan, who could even kill a Dao Ancestor, spare her?

She had been jealous of Jia Baihe to the point of madness, which was why she had acted so irrationally.

Yan Zhuo looked at Yan Jiuyue's state and felt quite helpless inside.

When he had been rescued, he had already suspected that Jia Baihe's amnesia was feigned.

Although Jia Baihe had tried to disguise it before, the traces were far too obvious.

If Baihe's amnesia was feigned, then no matter whether it was looks or scheming and tactics, Jiuyue was far inferior to Baihe — what right did she have to be jealous of Baihe?

…

"Brother Ding, what do you think of this array foundation?" Seeing Ding Huan come over, Dao Ancestor Feng Yu was the first to step forward.

When his gaze fell on Dao Ancestor Feng Pu and Dao Ancestor Yi Qi, his heart tightened.

Clearly, Dao Ancestor Feng Pu and Dao Ancestor Yi Qi's injuries had now completely vanished — in other words, both of their cultivations and strength had recovered.

Even without Ding Huan and Ling Zhuzhen, he, Feng Yu, was no match for these two right now.

This was hardly good news for him.

Dao Ancestor Feng Pu and Dao Ancestor Yi Qi had shown no improvement in their injuries for so many years, yet after just these few hours with Ding Huan they were healed?

This had to be Ding Huan lending a hand.

Even a damaged Dao Foundation could be saved — how could this be called merely strong?

Ding Huan nodded. His gaze fell on the many cultivators still streaming out of the Ten Thousand Dao Mountain Range, and he said: "Dao Ancestor Feng Pu, you will be in charge of organizing everyone and building a cultivator army.

Find every Dao friend who is skilled in array Dao and have them assist Dao Ancestor Feng Yu in setting up the protective array.

Dao Ancestor Yi Qi, you will be in charge of rebuilding Ten Thousand Dao City. At the same time, strike the Purple River World and the Ten Thousand Sha World from the records…"

Ding Huan hesitated a bit when he got to this point.

In truth, he felt the remaining three worlds shouldn't exist either.

The current great cosmos is nothing but a tiny patch — is there any need to create so many worlds?

So many worlds being created can only split the unity of the great cosmos.

Wasn't it precisely to preserve the number of eternal experts in Feng Yu's world that Dao Ancestor Feng Yu had them four infiltrate the Tianmeng Clan earlier?

The Dao Ancestors of the other few worlds also seemed to be wrangling.

Only, some things weren't easy for him to say.

After all, he wasn't yet powerful enough to casually crush these Dao Ancestors.

Dao Ancestor Feng Yu immediately spoke up: "Brother Ding, in terms of strength and the boldness to act, none of us can match you. I feel that the more small worlds the great cosmos has, the more it will breed division.

My idea is, why not leave only one Dao Ancestor. Although I know Brother Ding is very busy, for the sake of the great cosmos, I still implore Brother Ding to reluctantly agree to become this sole Dao Ancestor of the great cosmos.

As for the rest of us Dao Ancestors, I feel we can all be done away with."

Hearing these words, even Ling Zhuzhen was taken aback.

He then realized — this fellow really had taken reading people's expressions to the extreme.

He himself hadn't even thought of this point. Just now, when Ding Huan had hesitated ever so slightly in his words, this fellow had actually caught it.

Ding Huan hadn't expected that Dao Ancestor Feng Yu had actually sensed his hesitation.

Although Dao Ancestor Feng Yu had misread one thing — that he had absolutely no desire to be any kind of Dao Ancestor.

There was one thing this fellow had guessed correctly: he did indeed dislike the great cosmos having so many Dao Ancestors.

Even though Zhuoqing Feng this fellow was cowardly and timid, one couldn't deny this fellow really was a little prince of survival… no, wait, he should be called an old prince of survival.

This ability to read faces and gauge expressions was simply unmatched.

Dao Ancestor Feng Pu and Dao Ancestor Yi Qi immediately realized it too.

Their injuries had been healed by Ding Huan, and they held immense admiration for Ding Huan's strength and ability.

The great cosmos was now at a life-and-death moment, and Ding Huan had explicitly stated he would abolish the Purple River World and the Ten Thousand Sha World.

If that was the case, was there any need for their worlds to continue existing?

"Dao friend Ding, I feel Brother Feng is right. The great cosmos truly has no need for so many worlds — one Dao Ancestor is enough. I agree that Brother Ding should become the sole Dao Ancestor of the great cosmos." Feng Pu immediately echoed.

Dao Ancestor Yi Qi followed up: "I also agree."

Ling Zhuzhen laughed heartily: "That's more like it. The great cosmos now doesn't even have one percent of its former area — carving out so many worlds is indeed a bit absurd.

The great Dao Brother Ding has proven is absolutely the supreme Dao. For Brother Ding to become the Dao Ancestor of the great cosmos is entirely fitting.

Besides, with Dao Ancestor Ding leading the cultivators of the great cosmos, we can unite better to deal with the Tianmeng Clan."