Chapter 893: Wealth Has Come

"If you dare release this arrow, the Tianmeng tribe will exterminate the entire human race."

Seeing Ding Huan hesitate to release the third arrow, Qi stopped pleading and resorted to provocation instead.

He knew the longer he delayed, the worse it would be for him; he had already begun burning his Dao rhythm, preparing to sacrifice his physical body.

All he needed was to escape.

His world's Dao veins were sufficient for him to recover.

The prerequisite for escape was Ding Huan firing this arrow.

Even a Bai Chi would know this cannot threaten me, right?

Ding Huan felt a slight disturbance in the spatial laws.

Ding Huan sneered inwardly.

He could now easily craft low-tier cosmic realm Break-Realm Talismans, and high-tier cosmic realm Break-Domain Talismans.

This fool actually thinks he can use my arrow to tear open the realm and escape—what a grotesque dream.

Ding Huan still didn't know how Qi Ku used his arrow to break the realm and escape, but every minor attempt to rupture the realm was perfectly clear to him.

Perhaps Qi Ku intended to use the instant his body shattered from my arrow to tear open the realm with a secret technique and flee with his Primordial Spirit.

Regardless of whether that was his plan, Ding Huan would never let Qi Ku's dream come true.

Because he had never intended to destroy Qi Ku's body right now.

He still needed to extract the gene laws of the Tianmeng cultivators through Qi Ku's body—how could he possibly destroy the body so easily?

"Old Ling, use your Break-Domain Banner to lock his space. If he slips through your grasp, find a way to capture him alive."

"This guy only plans to flee with his Primordial Spirit—you just need to pretend you're killing him, and he'll panic and make a desperate move…"

Ding Huan's Sunset Arrow continued to build its killing momentum, as if ready to fire at any moment, yet he secretly transmitted his command to Ling Zhuzhen to act.

Ling Zhuzhen had been blocked by the Xuan Zhou Umbrella; his sneak attack had barely any effect, and he was already frustrated.

Now hearing Ding Huan's words, he had no hesitation.

He immediately attacked Qi Ku.

Even if it was a fake sneak attack, he had to make this hairy beast feel the breath of death.

Ling Zhuzhen's attack this time was not concealed; Qi Ku saw it clearly.

But he dared not move.

He could only activate his innate talent by using Ding Huan's arrow to blast open a path, then abandon his body and flee with his Primordial Spirit.

If he moved first, what awaited him would surely be total annihilation of his soul. Without his body to sacrifice as a power source, his Primordial Spirit couldn't escape at all.

Watching the Break-Domain Banner roll toward him again with endless killing energy, and seeing Ding Huan's arrow still not fired, Qi Ku knew he had no choice left.

He could only desperately shield his soul, furiously burn his Dao rhythm, and snatch out the Heaven-Fire Hammer.

At this moment, he completely ignored Ding Huan's Sunset Arrow.

If the Sunset Arrow fired, he would surely die.

He was certain that this move of his would make Ding Huan fire the Sunset Arrow without fail.

Otherwise, he truly would escape.

With Ling Zhuzhen's interference, his Primordial Spirit Borrowing Realm technique had become extremely passive, with at most a fifty percent success rate.

One misstep, and he would be utterly annihilated.

Even a fifty percent chance of escape was better than total annihilation.

As he unleashed the Heaven-Fire Hammer, Qi Ku exhaled in relief.

Ding Huan's arrow had finally been fired.

At this moment, he paid no attention to Ling Zhuzhen's sneak attack, nor even struck out with the Heaven-Fire Hammer—he only wanted his Primordial Spirit to escape.

But soon Qi Ku sensed something was wrong.

Ding Huan's arrow had been fired, but its killing Dao rhythm had completely changed.

It was no longer the overwhelming force capable of tearing his body into fragments, but a power capable of locking his soul and Dao rhythm.

Under this arrow, his Dao rhythm was sealed, and the space around him was entirely under Ding Huan's domain.

Not only could he not activate his innate talent, he could barely even let his Primordial Spirit leak out.

Under this arrow, his Grand Dao rhythm was locked down, and the space he occupied had already fallen completely under Ding Huan's domain.

Qi Ku instantly realized Ding Huan had never intended to destroy his body—he no longer had time to even self-destruct.

"Puff!"

Qi Ku felt his mind sea begin to collapse, his Dao growing chaotic.

Qi Ku's Primordial Spirit struggled desperately, trying to break free from his body and flee first.

But he found his Primordial Spirit was firmly nailed in place, utterly unable to escape.

Ding Huan's arrow pierced through his third eye, pinning him to the void.

Qi Ku's regret surged like a river breaking its dam, uncontrollable.

If he hadn't used the Dao rhythm left by Ding Huan's Dahan Yi Dao to validate his Dao, Ding Huan could never have pinned his Dao with a single arrow.

With his own Dao rhythm pinned by Ding Huan's arrow, how could he possibly use Primordial Spirit Borrowing Realm?

The plan was perfect—but nothing unfolded as he had scripted.

Ding Huan stepped forward to Qi Ku's side, his hands gathering infinite spatial laws.

Qi Ku stared in terror at Ding Huan—his Dao world was being stripped away?

Soon, Qi Ku was certain: his Dao world was truly being stripped away.

Qiku stared at Ding Huan in horror—was his Dao World actually being stripped away?

It didn't take long for Qiku to confirm it: his Dao World was truly being stripped away.

This is no longer a matter of regret; Qie Ku's eyes were nearly dripping blood: "Brother, if you spare me once, I will give you my soul imprint."

His world absolutely could not be peeled open by Ding Huan.

If he could relive it, he would rather reincarnate himself than rely on Ding Huan's Divine Dao resonance to attain the Sixth Step.

In fact, he did not realize that even without relying on Ding Huan's Divine Dao resonance to attain the Sixth Step, Ding Huan could still peel away his Dao world—perhaps only requiring more time.

Ling Zhuzhen tucked away his unused Break-Domain Flag: "This Tianmeng—"

"That damn dog of a Tianmeng is useless; he can't even escape."

Because Qie Ku failed to break free from Ding Huan's arrow, his Break-Domain Flag failed again.

"Crack!" Ding Huan peeled open Qie Ku's world.

"… " Seeing the mountains of Dao veins piled within Qie Ku's world, Ling Zhuzhen stood with his mouth half-open.

Did this guy bring all the Dao veins from the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain?

What he saw before him were several mountains of Dao veins.

The total Dao veins within Qie Ku's world numbered at least ten thousand.

Before the Cosmic Cataclysm, ten thousand Dao veins were not unusual.

But after the Cosmic Cataclysm, Ling Zhuzhen knew better than anyone how precious Dao veins had become.

"Brother Ding Huan, give me five hundred high-grade Dao veins—that's all I need. I don't need so many."

Seeing Ding Huan about to split the Dao veins in half, Ling Zhuzhen hurriedly spoke.

He clearly understood Ding Huan's potential—and also knew he himself had contributed little.

The reason he still asked for five hundred high-grade Dao veins was to restore his strength as quickly as possible.

Ding Huan thought of how much cultivation resources he himself required—likely dozens of times what Ling Zhuzhen needed—and realized the Dao veins here were indeed precious.

He no longer hesitated, swept up five hundred high-grade Dao veins, and tossed them to Ling Zhuzhen, then sent everything within Qie Ku's world into his own Dao world.

In the cultivation world, more effort means more reward.

Ding Huan did not feel he had taken too much.

"Brother Ding Huan, be careful with this guy—he actually cultivated a Primordial Spirit. Most Tianmeng cultivators don't cultivate Primordial Spirits…"

Hearing Ling Zhuzhen's words, Ding Huan smiled: "Old Ling, you're mistaken. What he cultivated isn't a Primordial Spirit—it's a Primordial Soul. There's a difference."

"Now I understand. This guy intended to use my arrow to detonate his physical body, then tear through the dimensional barrier and escape. He's got some skill."

Hearing Ding Huan's words, Qie Ku felt even more despair.

His plan had been known all along—Ding Huan simply hadn't mentioned it.

After sweeping away all of Qie Ku's belongings, Ding Huan began peeling away Qie Ku's Dao laws and bloodline gene laws.

Feeling his bloodline gene laws being stripped away, Qie Ku instinctively felt terror.

How terrifying was a person who could peel away bloodline gene laws?

One misstep, and the entire Tianmeng race might be wiped out.

Yet he immediately thought: I'm about to have my soul and spirit annihilated—why care about these trivial matters?

Just as Qie Ku thought this, darkness engulfed him, and his consciousness vanished completely.

For Ding Huan, he had obtained the Dao veins and stripped the gene laws—what use was keeping this guy alive?

"Brother Ding Huan, we've hit the jackpot!" Ling Zhuzhen was ecstatic.

With these hundreds of Dao veins, even if he couldn't reach the Eighth Step, the Seventh Step was absolutely certain.

"Naturally." Ding Huan was equally satisfied—he hadn't been wrong.

This Tianmeng cultivator had truly made him rich.

Immediately, he reached out and seized a brand-new Dao vein.

"This is definitely half-extreme-grade…"

As Ling Zhuzhen spoke, bursts of explosive Qi erupted in the void.

Ding Huan paid no attention; he summoned the Cosmic Cauldron and said: "Old Ling, let's go back to Ten Thousand Swords City."

By the time a group of Tianmeng cultivators arrived, Ding Huan had long left.

Ding Huan had truly wanted to plant the Tianmeng gene-annihilation laws across the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.

If the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain were saturated with Tianmeng gene-annihilation laws, the Tianmeng cultivators there would suffer catastrophic losses.

After much hesitation, he felt the timing was still wrong.

Generating Tianmeng gene-annihilation laws took little time for Ding Huan.

The key was, if he dared to plant the Tianmeng gene-annihilation laws here now, he would immediately alert the Tianmeng's top-tier powerhouses.

The gene-annihilation laws were powerful, but they couldn't exterminate the entire Tianmeng race—at least not enough to seriously threaten those top powerhouses.

According to Ling Zhuzhen, the Tianmeng might still have Eighth Step Dao masters from before the Cosmic Cataclysm.

If such a master emerged, even his gene-annihilation laws would be useless.

The power gap was too great—he could not rely on gene-annihilation laws to kill a Tianmeng Eighth Step Dao master.

…

Ding Huan returned to Ten Thousand Swords City.

Ten Thousand Swords City expanded at an even faster pace; now it was a hundred times larger than before.

The Tianmeng did not immediately attack Ten Thousand Swords City, giving Ding Huan time.

Rumors about Ding Huan, the Lord of the Dao Court, spread across the entire Great Universe overnight.

Almost everyone in the Great Universe now knew that from this moment on, all small worlds within the Great Universe were abolished, and all titles of Dao Ancestors were revoked.

In the Great Universe, there was only one entity: the Great Universe Dao Court.

The Dao Ancestor of Wan Sha World, Qing Sha, and the Dao Ancestor of Zi He World, Xie Kun, were both slapped to death by the Great Universe Dao Court Lord Ding Huan for refusing to relinquish their Dao Ancestor titles.

At first it was merely a rumor, but later it became an iron-clad fact.

At the very least, cultivators of the Greater Universe all knew that as long as one went to Wando City and joined the Greater Universe Cultivator Army, one could cultivate atop a Dao Vein.

In an instant, countless cultivators flooded toward Wando City.

No matter when, having powerful cultivation was always the most important thing.

Besides, becoming a member of the Greater Universe Dao Court's Cultivator Army wasn't the same as selling oneself to the Greater Universe Dao Court—once their term was up, they could still leave the Cultivator Army.