After the myth

Chapter 883 I Can’t Do It, You’re Worse
Hearing that Ling Zhuzhen was actually the eighth-step Daoist Ancestor, Feng Pu and Daoist Ancestor Yi Qi both felt their scalps tingling.

Even though they all claim to be the ancestors of Taoism and control a world, they still have some self-awareness in their hearts.

Everyone knows that before the catastrophe, a more powerful cultivation civilization appeared in the universe they control.

In that cultivation civilization, there are about 10 to 20 people at the eighth step.

In their current universe, the seventh step is already the limit, and no one can advance to the eighth step.

This is not due to their limited qualifications. All the seventh-step Dao ancestors know very well that the seventh step is the ultimate in this universe, and they have no possibility of advancing to the eighth step.

This is limited by the laws of heaven and earth of the newly evolved universe.

Ling Zhuzhen said calmly: "After experiencing a great catastrophe in the universe and watching with my own eyes the great universe we once lived in being annihilated before my eyes, I realized..."

Ling Zhuzhen paused, Feng Pu and Yi Qi looked at Ling Zhuzhen nervously.

“…It turns out that the eighth step I took was only the eighth step in this universe, and it is not the same as the eighth step in the real vast avenue.

Although my Eighth Step of the Great Dao is not a fake Eighth Step, nor is it the true Eighth Step of the Great Dao, if I were to step out of this universe and face a true Eighth Step expert, I would probably just be abused.

Of course, I don’t know whether the true eighth step of the Great Dao exists. I just sensed the possibility of such a Dao from the great calamities of the universe.”

Feng Pu and Daozu Yiqi were even more uneasy.

Ling Zhuzhen’s eighth step is not considered the true eighth step of the great way, so what about them?
Fortunately, Ling Zhuzhen didn't let them wait for long, and continued: "You are different. Your seventh step is very different from the seventh step of the universe before the catastrophe."

Hearing this, Feng Pu and Daozu Yiqi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the seventh step of their enlightenment can be considered the real seventh step. It should be that the rules of the universe and the earth that were re-evolved after the cosmic catastrophe are more perfect, right?

That’s not right. If that’s the case, why can Ling Zhuzhen, a saint who hasn’t even recovered to the eighth step, fight against Daozu Qingsha?

Ling Zhuzhen's voice continued to come:
"The great Dao you have achieved in the seventh step is at most equivalent to the fourth or fifth step of the great Dao before the great calamity of the universe.

You have not realized the essence of the Seventh Step of the Great Way at all, nor do you understand what the true Seventh Step of the Great Way is.

Of course, now I know that I don’t understand what the real seventh step of the Great Dao is, but my seventh step is still far stronger than yours.”

Ling Zhuzhen's words were like a bolt of ice that exploded in Feng Pu and Daozu Yiqi's hearts, leaving them both cold all over.

They did not doubt Ling Zhuzhen's words, because Ding Huan was able to kill Zihe Daozu without even stepping into the fourth step of the Great Dao.

Ling Zhuzhen was able to contend against Daoist Qingsha, who was at the seventh step, with the fifth step of the Great Dao. The reason why he needed Ding Huan's help was not because Ling Zhuzhen was incapable, but because Ling Zhuzhen's magic weapon was suppressed by the opponent's magic weapon.

No wonder Ding Huan said before that he was not qualified to be the Taoist Patriarch.

It turns out that they are all clowns now.

The fourth step of the Great Dao is to want to become the ancestor of Dao. If you are not a clown, then what else can you be?
Ling Zhuzhen continued:

“I say this not to mock you, but to tell you a fact.

If the Tianmeng Clan really wanted to exterminate the Great Universe Human Cultivators, they would have done it easily long ago and would not have waited until today. "

"Why?" Feng Pu couldn't help but ask.

Ling Zhuzhen said in a low voice: "It can only be said that the calamity favored the Tianmeng clan. After the calamity, except for those who escaped, there are probably not many human cultivators in the entire universe who survived.

After all, if the universe disappears, who can survive?
The Tianmeng tribe seemed to have saved a considerable number of its strong men with the help of a star land that was not destroyed by the catastrophe.

Not to mention the eighth-step Dao masters, even if there are seventh-step Dao masters or even sixth-step Dao masters, just one of them can wipe out all the human cultivators in the entire universe."

"Senior Ling, do you mean that when the Tianmeng Clan and the human race were fighting for the Wandao Abyss, the reason why the Tianmeng Clan's strongmen did not come out was because the human race was at a disadvantage?"

Daozu Yiqi couldn't help but ask.

Ling Zhuzhen nodded, his tone affirmative: "Yes, that's it. Since the Tianmeng clan's nest was not completely destroyed by the cosmic catastrophe, there must be a strong person alive.

Those strong men are most likely recovering their strength, and the Dao veins of the Wandao Mountains are the source of their recovery.

In the battle for Wandaoyuan, the human race was defeated and retreated, so there was no need for them to come out. One was to train the Tianmeng cultivators, and the other was to take advantage of the time to heal their wounds. "

"These days, the aliens of the Tianmeng tribe actually use human cultivators as test subjects?"

Feng Pu was extremely unhappy, but when he thought of his own injuries and what Ling Zhuzhen had just said about him, his seventh step on the Great Dao was at most equivalent to the fifth step on the Great Dao, he fell silent again.

"That should be it." Ding Huan took the initiative to speak.

His idea was the same as Ling Zhuzhen's.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent and depressing.

"Fellow Daoist Ding, Senior Ling, what should we do now?" Daoist Patriarch Yiqi stood up and clasped his fists.

If this is true, the human race will be destroyed by the Tianmeng tribe sooner or later.

Ling Zhuzhen had no better solution and could only look at Ding Huan.

His strength has declined greatly now. To be honest, he can barely even reach the fifth step of the Great Dao, let alone deal with those surviving strong men of the Tianmeng Clan.

Ding Huan said calmly, "In the face of absolute strength, all calculations are empty. The Tianmeng tribe has not yet reached Wandao City, which can only mean one thing."

"what?"

Feng Pu asked anxiously, and several people looked at Ding Huan at the same time. Ding Huan said: "It can only mean that their masters need more Dao meridians and time to recover their strength. So they occupied the Tiandao Mountain Range and drove away the human cultivators."

"Then what should we do?" Daoist Master Yiqi looked at Ding Huan expectantly.

So what if Ding Huan's guess was correct? If there was no way to stop it, they would just have to wait for death.

Otherwise, we have to withdraw from the universe and stay away from here.

But after so many years of searching, it seems that this dimension only has the higher universe called the macrocosm.

Leaving the universe will only make them weaker and weaker.

"We will use Wandao City as our foundation and stay here, and then we will go find the Dao veins. Only by improving our own strength can we fight against the Tianmeng tribe, otherwise it will be meaningless."

Ding Huan said this, having already made the decision.

He must perfect his own universe and then prove the fourth step of the great way that belongs only to him.

As for Ling Zhuzhen, I just hope he can recover to the eighth step of the Great Dao as soon as possible.

Whether this eighth step is true or false.

Ling Zhuzhen recovered to the eighth step of the Great Dao and could at least deal with these guys from the Tianmeng Clan.

Of course, the prerequisite is that there is no strong man at the eighth step of the Great Dao surviving among the Tianmeng clan.

Hearing that Ding Huan only talked about improving strength, both Feng Pu and Yi Qi Daozu fell silent.

If we improve further, how high can we reach in a short period of time?

It just prolongs the time of being killed.

Ding Huan didn't know what Feng Pu and Daozu Yiqi were thinking. He turned his gaze towards them and asked, "What injuries did you suffer?"

Feng Pu sighed: "My foundation has been damaged. My Dao Meridians are of little use to me now. Healing requires time to accumulate."

Daoist Patriarch Yiqi nodded: "It's the same for me. My foundation of Dao has been damaged."

If their foundation had not been damaged, their injuries would not have lasted for so many years.

"Daozu Fengpu, if you believe in me, please let me see." Ding Huan said.

If it was another injury, it might be a little difficult for him to treat it, but Ding Huan believed that he could still cure it.

Before practicing Taoism, he perfected his healing genes. Later, when he practiced the great cosmic art, he transformed this genetic innate ability into his own great law.

As for the damage to the foundation of the Dao, doesn't that mean that the laws of the Dao are broken and there is a problem with the Dao principles?
His great cosmic art integrates billions of laws. Even if there are some great laws that he has not come into contact with, he can integrate and derive new laws in the shortest time.

That's how his big cut came about.

Not only that, his Sea of ​​Chaos Law also does this.

Otherwise, he would not be qualified to perfect the laws of his own universe and achieve the fourth step of the Great Dao without the help of the outside universe.

"Fellow Daoist Ding?" Feng Pu looked at Ding Huan in surprise.

It’s not that he doesn’t believe Ding Huan.

The truth is that everyone’s path is different.

Different avenues have different principles for constructing their own avenues, and the basic laws are even more different.

Not to mention Ding Huan's cultivation level, even if the eighth step of the Great Dao was really here, there would be no way to repair their foundation of Taoism.

Besides, even if Ding Huan could save Feng Pu, he couldn’t save Yi Qi.

Because they are practicing different great ways, the Dao rhyme rules that construct their own Dao foundations are also completely different.

Is there anyone who is proficient in and understands the billions of great laws in the vast universe?
Ling Zhuzhen smiled and said, "I think it wouldn't be wrong to trust Brother Ding Huan. Of course, this is just my suggestion."

What a joke, is there still a foundation of Taoism that Ding Huan can’t perfect?
Ding Huan was able to save his Dao from being corrupted by chaos, let alone repairing his Dao foundation.

The reason why he believed in Ding Huan was because Ding Huan might be able to achieve the fourth step of enlightenment without the help of this universe.

As long as Ding Huan can prove the fourth step of the Tao, he can ask Ding Huan what the true fourth step of the Tao is.

If necessary, he is willing to cut off his own path and re-prove the fourth step.

Feng Pu gritted his teeth. He had fallen to this point, so what was there to worry about?
"Fellow Daoist Ding, please help me heal my wounds. Even if my foundation of Taoism has completely collapsed and my Dao is in chaos, that is my own problem." Feng Pu walked in front of Ding Huan.

The reason why he said this was because he knew very well that repairing the foundation of Taoism was not an ordinary healing.

If he is not careful, his path will collapse and he will die.

Now the Tianmeng tribe has come to his doorstep. If he hesitates, he will probably die in the end.

In this case, it is better to give it a try.

Ding Huan looked at Feng Pu speechlessly, as if he had gained a great advantage.

(Good night, fellow Taoists!)

(End of this chapter)