After the myth

Chapter 1012 Poor

Dihe stared intently, his eyes wide open, taking a very careful look.

He had just witnessed Luo Hua's domain. When she punched him, the Great Dao Domain seemed to be attached to that punch, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Finally, he was punched away and seriously injured.

Although his skills had improved considerably under Ding Huan's guidance, he felt he had no chance whatsoever against Luo Hua.

Luo Hua's domain made him feel that his own Dao domain was a joke.

However, when Ding Huan unleashed his slash, the seemingly flawless Dao Domain in his eyes immediately became riddled with holes.

Without Ding Huan telling him how he did it, he had already sensed the subtle changes in Luo Hua's domain.

Sure enough, his expertise was far inferior to Luo Hua's.

Just as Ding Huan said, the reason why his domain was much inferior to Luo Hua's was because his Dao domain was not completely in harmony with the rules of heaven and earth.

It's not that he lacks strength, but rather that his understanding of the Great Dao is insufficient.

Luo Hua felt that her domain was powerless against Ding Huan's Breaking Blade. Not only that, Ding Huan's domain crushed down like a storm, and her expression changed instantly.

This was truly a violent storm; he had never witnessed such a powerful domain descending upon him.

Using the smashing technique was absolutely correct, because once Ding Huan's domain extended, it swept over in conjunction with the blade energy of the Breaking Calamity Blade.

He felt no sense of control over the rules of space whatsoever; rather, he felt as if a planet had fallen into the space he controlled, tearing his space to shreds.

Luo Hua's previous sense of superiority vanished without a trace, and he unleashed his magic weapon for the first time.

Since arriving at this Endless Void Mountain, he couldn't remember the last time he had used his magic weapon.

Here, apart from Brother Ji Ru, no one can force him to use his magic weapon.

But how could Brother Ji Ru possibly lay a hand on him?

But today, he doubted that even if he used his magic weapon, he might not gain any advantage.

"boom!"

The murderous aura of the Broken Blade was blocked by the purple light that filled the sky, and the void exploded with one collapse and crack after another.

A violent backlash struck, and Ding Huan stopped his crushing advance. With a wave of his hand, the Tribulation-Breaking Blade reappeared in his grasp.

Only then did he see Luo Hua's magic weapon clearly.

To be honest, Ding Huan has been through countless battles, big and small, since his debut.

If we're talking about wars that wiped out entire clans, the number of battles he's experienced is countless.

I've never seen anyone use an eyebrow pencil as a magic weapon.

I saw it today.

Luo Hua's secret weapon is an eyebrow pencil.

The eyebrow pencil was currently held between Luo Hua's fingers, looking completely unremarkable.

Ding Huan was well aware of the power of this eyebrow pencil.

What just suppressed the murderous aura of his Breaking Calamity Blade was this small eyebrow pencil.

That yin-like killing aura, once unleashed, was as terrifying as a cosmic catastrophe, carrying an endless aura of destruction.

Ding Huan's divine sense landed on Luo Hua's eyebrow pencil; it was definitely a supreme treasure from the beginning of creation.

How could such a treasure be born in the vast universe?

If it wasn't created by the vast universe, could it have been crafted by human hands?
In the vast universe, who could forge a treasure that created the heavens and earth?
At least he couldn't refine it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have used his own chaotic sea of ​​laws to condense magic treasures.

Ding Huan did not continue his attack. He sensed that the eyebrow pencil was probably not only filled with a terrifying aura of destruction, but also posed an even greater threat.

Luo Hua simply didn't have time to unleash it just now.

Luo Hua's face was pale, and he stared blankly at Ding Huan.

Aside from his elder brother Ji Ru, this was the first time he had ever seen such a terrifyingly powerful expert as Ding Huan.

Even Ji Ru, under the influence of his Heavenly Eyebrow Brush, would not be as calm and composed as Ding Huan.

"Your abilities have earned my respect, and we are willing to accept you and make you one of us. Don't worry, Brother Ji Ru will definitely accept you as well."

Luo Hua's tone softened considerably, carrying a hint of allure.

Yan Zhenping, who was standing next to Luo Hua, almost fainted when she heard this.

If Ding Huan had sided with Ji Ru, she would have been the first to be purged.

Looking at Luo Hua's eyes and expression, Ding Huan almost vomited up his dinner from years ago, feeling waves of nausea wash over him.

How can such disgusting things still exist in the world?

Ding Huan could no longer bear it. The Blade of Destruction emitted a sharp sound out of thin air, and he took another step forward, slashing out with the Blade of Destruction.

The Blade of Destruction unleashed an endless aura of slaughter that enveloped Luo Hua.

The blade's momentum merged with Ding Huan's Dao Domain, making it difficult for even a normal seventh-step cultivator to unleash their attack.

At the same time, Ding Huan also summoned the evening drum.

Faced with this disgusting creature, Ding Huan just wanted to kill it as soon as possible.

Although the Twilight Drum was only an innate treasure, Ding Huan believed that this kind of magical treasure was just right to deal with the hermaphrodite in front of him.

Ding Huan had always thought that the evening drum was a good thing, but it was just a pity that it was too low-grade.

When the opportunity arises, he will definitely try to see if he can advance Mugu from the Innate level to the Opening Heaven level.

If the Evening Drum could reach the level of a Heaven-Opening Treasure, then combined with the Daoist Drum Sound, someone like Luo Hua would definitely be easily subdued even without using the Tribulation-Breaking Blade.

Seeing that Ding Huan not only ignored her offer of recruitment but also suddenly drew his sword, Luo Hua's face instantly darkened. He had never seen such an ungrateful person before. Did he dare to ignore her presence just because Brother Ji wasn't there?

Luo Hua's body was filled with Daoist energy flowing wildly, and when her domain expanded again, it was no longer as casual as the first time.

The field is like surging waves, one after another.

At the same time, the Heavenly Eyebrow Pen in his hand pierced towards Ding Huan's brow like a sharp sword.

Ding Huan was taken aback. Is this how you use an eyebrow pencil?

boom!
As if something had exploded, endless purple mist was activated by the Heavenly Eyebrow Brush, instantly forming a huge purple space that enveloped Ding Huan and Luo Hua completely.

The Laws of Poison?

Ding Huan was speechless. They actually used the Poison Dao Law on him?

The last guy who used the Poison Dao Law on him was killed by him in Ducheng. What was his name again? Oh, Wen Chendao.

He had thought that Luo Hua's eyebrow pencil concealed some earth-shattering killer technique, but it turned out to be just the law of poison.

Although Luo Hua's purple poisonous mist was powerful, it was no stronger than Wen Chendao's poison law.

For Ding Huan, it was just a common law of poison, nothing more.

Clearly, Luo Hua's poison laws are somewhat different.

Not only did they use poison to fight their enemies, but they were almost as real as the enemy.

Boom boom boom!
The poisonous laws formed by the Heavenly Eyebrow Brush clashed with the killing intent of Ding Huan's Tribulation-Breaking Blade, tearing apart the myriad divine laws once again.

The killing intent exploded, and the onlookers retreated time and time again.

Ding Huan's Daoist thoughts slammed into the evening drum.

Boom!
dong dong!

Boom boom boom!
One drumbeat followed another, the soul-stirring sound instantly spreading throughout the entire Endless Void Mountain.

At this moment, even cultivators who were not fighting against Ding Huan were drawn into this vast Daoist rhythm and drumbeat.

A strange sense of desolation welled up in my heart.

The sound of the drums seemed to perfectly describe their current situation: they were in an endless, empty mountain of nothingness, seemingly without any support, like lonely souls who could never find a place to land.

Luo Hua, caught in the middle of the situation, was in tears. Just as Ding Huan had predicted, she was completely unable to break free from this magical state of mind.

With just three drumbeats, he was completely captivated.

Luo Hua was captivated by the sounds of the drums and the Taoist rhythm. He saw his childhood self again; he was not a girl, but a boy...

But in order for him to uphold the clan's spirit and become the strongest member of the Luo clan, his clan members made him cultivate the Great Dao of Female Body...

The clan chief personally led a group of clan elders to kneel before his mother. He remembered that his mother would rather die than let him cultivate the Great Dao of the Female Body.

Then his mother disappeared.

From then on, he had no one to rely on, like a fallen autumn leaf, like a drifting duckweed.

dong dong dong dong!

The sound of drums echoed continuously along the main road, and Luo Hua saw herself standing alone once again on the edge of the Luo family compound.

He crippled himself, endured endless suffering to cultivate the Great Dao, and built a great empire for the Luo Clan, enabling them to stand at the pinnacle of the Star Continent. Yet, he himself became homeless.

A person like him, neither here nor there, would only bring shame to the prestigious Luo family if he stayed.

Not far away, the Luo family was filled with laughter and joy as countless cultivation families, lords, and emperors came to pay their respects...

Luo Hua was in tears; he had finally become a wandering ghost.

The drumbeats were faint and continuous, and the afterglow of the setting sun seemed to be a reflection of his life.

The startled birds took flight, telling him that he should leave.

His mission was accomplished.

A sense of desolation inexplicably filled her heart, and the indescribable sadness deep within Luo Hua's heart could no longer be dispelled.

The sound of the drums still echoed in her ears, and Luo Hua closed her eyes.

The chill in my heart was reflected in everything around me; even the sky seemed to grow cold.

Boom!
Luo Hua raised his tear-streaked face and saw snowflakes falling in the sky, just like his life that was constantly fading away.

As dusk falls and the new soul is buried, the drums beat until the bones are gone. I remain in this world, my head covered in snow. Behold, dusk falls softly, and the drums beat softly!

Boom!
The final, desolate drumbeat finally awakened Luo Hua. He looked at the Broken Blade that had reached his brow, his expression calm and without the slightest fluctuation.

"Excuse me, what kind of supernatural power is this?" This was the first thing he did after regaining consciousness, not to defend himself, but to ask.

"The evening drum buries the soul!" Ding Huan replied to the other party.

A person with such a delicate mind is also a pitiful person, so Ding Huan answered Luo Hua's question.

"puff!"

Blood exploded, and the Blade of Destruction pierced Luo Hua's brow.

He smiled and uttered his last two words: "Thank you."

Then, amidst this inescapable loneliness and the desolate life he could not face, he slowly closed his eyes.
The Blade of Destruction tore Luo Hua's body in two, but her primordial spirit completely dissipated.

Ding Huan felt no joy whatsoever; he simply stared blankly at Luo Hua, whom he had just killed.

Luo Hua's primordial spirit was transformed by his own rebirth; he had no intention of continuing to live.

Ding Huan did not tear open Luo Hua's world.

Luo Hua initially disgusted him, then pitied him when he killed her, and now he feels a sense of shared suffering.

In their pursuit of the boundless Dao in the vast universe, aren't they also pitiful beings?
(End of this chapter)