Chapter 919

Although Ding Huan had originally set up a teleportation array at the foot of Daelun Mountain.

But now the cosmic rules here had been shattered into pieces; Ding Huan did not dare risk using teleportation.

If the teleportation failed, he himself might be unharmed, but the others would likely fall into the void.

Ding Huan believed that with his current strength and the speed of the Cosmic Cauldron, crossing Daelun Mountain would take at most a few days.

Only three days passed before the Cosmic Cauldron crossed Daelun Mountain and halted at the edge of the Cosmic Wall.

"I came through here originally; now we'll go through here too," Ding Huan said, pointing at the Cosmic Wall before him.

His Primordial Spirit touched the Cosmic Wall, sensing the rules that could be torn apart with ease, and he sighed deeply.

Back then, he had exerted tremendous effort, using the principle of elemental counteraction, just to pass through this Cosmic Wall.

Now his Primordial Spirit could pass through it effortlessly—this was the qualitative transformation brought by his increased strength.

"Ding Huan, little brother, this is the Cosmic Wall," Guan Huan said, staring at Ding Huan in confusion.

Can you just walk through the Cosmic Wall?

Although Ding Huan's strength far surpassed his own, Guan Huan paid no mind—he still called Ding Huan "little brother."

That was just his nature.

If he felt distant, he would be extremely polite.

Once he regarded Ding Huan as a true friend, he no longer cared about the gap in their strength.

"Ding Huan, you're lucky you didn't attain the Fourth Step here. The cosmic rules of this realm are weak."

Though still somewhat complete, they're riddled with corrupted rules; attaining the Fourth Step here would leave your Dao flawed."

Lan Xihuo was right about one thing: the true Fourth Step is the Sage of Utterance."

If you attaining the true Sage of Utterance, you'll realize this Cosmic Wall, forged from low-tier realm laws, is nothing special."

Ding Huan had returned this time specifically to take Guan Huan and the others to the center of the universe.

But Jing Xizhen was too stingy.

He'd only told Ding Huan about the existence of the universe's center—nothing else.

Lan Xihuo, however, for the sake of her own Dao foundation, had told him everything.

"No wonder," Qiao Qianhe quickly asked. "May I accompany you to the Outer Divine Isles beyond the Divine World?"

His voice trembled with excitement.

Over these years, he had traveled far and wide, but gained little.

How many years had passed since he last parted from Ding Huan? Had it even been twenty thousand years?

For a Saint, twenty thousand years was but a blink.

In such a short time, Ding Huan had grown so powerful.

He had missed the chance to travel with Ding Huan last time; this time, if Ding Huan took him, he would not let it slip again.

Ding Huan laughed heartily: "Of course you can."

As he spoke, the Cosmic Cauldron plunged into the Cosmic Wall.

The Cosmic Wall, which had blocked countless beings, vanished before Ding Huan's Cosmic Cauldron as if it never existed.

"We've truly passed through the Cosmic Wall," Guan Huan murmured, overwhelmed with emotion.

The Dao is truly endless.

Every time he felt he had reached the peak of his cultivation,

he discovered he had barely begun.

The Cosmic Wall, which he thought required all manner of means to cross, was merely something Ding Huan could fly through with a flying treasure.

As soon as they passed through the Cosmic Wall, Ding Huan sensed something was wrong.

Originally, he had arrived here with Xing Jia and Min Yuan via teleportation.

This void was filled with shattered laws left over from the Great Calamity.

But those shattered laws were scattered, and due to the passage of time, many had merged into the void itself.

Now he found the shattered laws had become clear again.

Many laws had been torn apart only recently; moreover, the void was saturated with the destructive aura of a Great Calamity.

This was impossible.

The Great Calamity had long passed, according to what Ding Huan knew.

It could not possibly occur so frequently.

If Great Calamities appeared frequently, humanity would have no chance to survive, let alone comprehend the Dao.

Only when a universe's starlands reached a certain stage of development would a Great Calamity emerge.

"I feel something's off here—someone must have just destroyed this place, but there are no life-bearing planets nearby."

Guan Huan also sensed something was wrong.

But Guan Huan lacked Ding Huan's sensitivity to cosmic laws—he could only sense something was amiss, yet could not say exactly what.

"It's a technique that destroys universes," Ding Huan said, already guessing who was responsible.

"Great Planet Art?" Guan Huan asked, having heard of Great Planet Art in the Small Heaven Ruins.

Great Planet Art was cultivated by Qu Qu Beige—wasn't Qu Qu Beige already killed by Ding Huan?

Even if his Primordial Spirit escaped, he couldn't return to cause trouble so soon.

"Could this have been done by Qu Qu Beige before?" Qiao Qianhe also knew Qu Qu Beige cultivated Great Planet Art.

Great Planet Art was a vile technique: once it absorbed a planet's vitality and cosmic rules, its destruction rivaled that of a Great Calamity.

Ding Huan shook his head: "No. Great Planet Art lacks this level of destruction; Qu Qu Beige could never have achieved this."

I suspect this person is Huan—he cultivates a technique even more abominable than Great Planet Art: Pseudo Cosmic Art."

In Ding Huan's eyes, Huan's cultivation methods were utterly unworthy of being called Zhou Tian.

In the vast universe, only his own cultivation art deserved to be called Zhou Tian.

Perhaps in Huan's heart, only his method of destroying universes could be called Zhou Tian.

"Huan? I know of this person…" Guan Huan did not finish.

If it truly was Huan, then Ding Huan could only avoid him.

This man was a legendary supreme existence.

Along his path of cultivation, the star continents and universes he had destroyed were countless.

Just hearing his name caused nothing but dread.

Ding Huan closed his eyes, extended his divine sense, and the Zhou Tian technique began to activate.

Soon, he opened his eyes again and directed the Cosmic Cauldron toward a direction.

"Ding Huan brother, have you found Huan's location?" Guan Huan, seeing Ding Huan's action, knew Ding Huan had located Huan.

He understood Ding Huan's nature—he would not avoid Huan out of fear.

Besides, Ding Huan's current strength was beyond his comprehension.

Ding Huan nodded: "Yes, I once came to this dimensional universe before. I searched for a long time but never found a Life-bearing Star Continent."

This guy, on the other hand, not only found one Life-bearing Star Continent—he found more than one."

From the fragmented cosmic law energy in the void, Ding Huan knew Huan had destroyed at least two or more Life-bearing Star Continents here.

"Ding Huan brother, legend says Huan is at the Ninth Step of the Dao, his power terrifyingly immense—not the ordinary kind of Ninth Step. If we charge in like this…"

Guan Huan was worried.

He was not afraid of death.

He understood one truth: if one clearly could not match Huan, charging forward was no different from walking into death.

Qiao Qianhe also agreed: "Yes, Ding Daofriend, in this vast universe, there are countless beings like Huan. We have no need to seek him out now."

After speaking, he glanced at Jia Baihe.

He knew well that although Jia Baihe spoke little, she held a high position in Ding Huan's heart.

If Jia Baihe persuaded him, perhaps Ding Huan would change his mind.

Jia Baihe ignored Qiao Qianhe's gaze.

In her eyes, whatever Ding Huan chose to do, her only duty was to support him fully.

Persuasion? Impossible.

"I must go." Ding Huan gave no explanation.

To others, this might be a trivial matter—better left alone.

After all, if Huan intercepted them, it would be certain death.

But for him, he had to intervene—not just intervene, but eliminate Huan.

For a powerhouse like Huan, the Blue Star Divine Continent was not very far from here.

Once all the star continents in this dimensional universe were destroyed, Huan would inevitably seek new ones to ravage.

The Blue Star Divine Continent was a rule Ding Huan himself had planted, one that had been growing continuously.

After so many years, Ding Huan could not even be certain how far the Blue Star Divine Continent had grown.

If the Blue Star Divine Continent had advanced to a higher saintly level, Huan would surely destroy it.

Yi Jie disdainfully glanced at Qiao Qianhe, about to speak—then saw Ding Huan frown and swallowed his words.

The Cosmic Cauldron flew at nearly its maximum speed; as he traveled, Ding Huan constructed barriers around it.

If he truly fought Huan and lost, he could still use the barriers to block Huan and escape.

In less than two months, not only Ding Huan but even Jia Baihe could sense the devastation and decay in the heavens and earth.

The void was filled everywhere with fragments of ruined energy.

"Ding Huan brother, Huan must be nearby. Should we discuss a strategy?" Guan Huan was concerned.

"No. When I fight, Baihe controls the Cosmic Cauldron. If I'm not a match, Baihe immediately takes the Cosmic Cauldron and flees."

Ding Huan instructed.

"Understood." Jia Baihe showed not the slightest concern about Ding Huan staying behind alone.

Qiao Qianhe stared at Jia Baihe in surprise.

That was too decisive.

He did not know that Jia Baihe was certain Ding Huan had a way to escape and find them again.

If she waited for him, that would truly be harming Ding Huan.

Another hour passed; Ding Huan halted the Cosmic Cauldron.

The barriers on the Cosmic Cauldron had already been fully constructed.

Now, everyone's divine sense on the Cosmic Cauldron could scan the scene ahead.

It was a boundless, vast planet.

Even from such a great distance, Ding Huan sensed its vibrant life force.

Ding Huan did not know how these life-bearing planets had survived the cosmic calamity, nor why he himself had failed to find them before.

After much thought, only one possibility remained: these life-bearing planets were wrapped in various law worlds—or perhaps some kind of barrier.

His cultivation had been too low back then to sense these law worlds.

As for barriers—he could not sense them at all.

Huan was powerful, and he cultivated by drawing upon planets.

Thus, he could perceive the law worlds or barriers enveloping the life-bearing planets, and came here to seek surviving planets for his cultivation.

Outside that enormous life-bearing planet, a short, small-framed man sat cross-legged in the void.

Despite standing before that colossal planet, this short man couldn't even count as a single grain in the vast ocean.

Yet in the spiritual senses of the onlookers, this short man was the great sea itself, and the once-colossal planet was the grain of millet.