After the myth

Chapter 980: Stripping the Dao Rhythm of Killing

Something not small happened in the world of gods.

That is, all the protective formations at the entrance to the World of Gods were broken. Not only that, the barrier of the World of Gods was also torn apart.

It was only because the barrier of the world of gods could recover automatically that it did not get completely out of control.

Otherwise, hundreds of millions of outside cultivators would pour into the World of Gods and disperse throughout the vast and boundless World of Gods.

How can we find all these people at that time?

The strange thing is that no one knows what exactly happened.

Because there was no seventh-step strongman to stop it.

Second, all the monks present at the time were killed, and no one survived.

Not only that, the people who were killed also had their entire world reduced to dust, and even their souls could not survive, let alone be reborn.

All monitoring array patterns were also blasted into nothingness.

After hearing this, Jian Zhen was also a little stunned.

Is Ding Huan so cruel?
He actually killed all the people?
If that was the case, why didn't Ding Huan open the barrier completely, but just opened half of it and left it there?
This matter is weird.

No matter what Ding Huan wants to do, this matter has nothing to do with him.

What he needs to do is to quickly improve his strength.

As for the leader of the Holy Dao League, whoever wants to be the leader can take the position. From now on, Jian Zhen will only pursue the great Dao.

……

Ding Huan swallowed a drop of the essence of the universe, but his injuries were not simply the loss of flesh and blood and broken bones.

Instead, it was the invasion of the killing and destruction rhyme.

As long as the terrifying murderous aura in his body is not completely removed, he will not be able to recover.

The usefulness of the essence of the universe becomes dispensable.

Theoretically speaking, the essence of the universe will restore his flesh and blood, and the killing rhyme will devour his flesh and blood again in the next moment.

Fortunately, the essence of the universe can help speed up the recovery of divine consciousness.

After confirming that no one had come here, Ding Huan began to practice the Great Universe Technique.

Although the laws of heaven and earth around him were not very strong, they still allowed him to recover some of his spiritual power.

As soon as his spiritual power recovered a little, he would quickly move to a safer place and stay in seclusion for a long time to heal his injuries.

After just one week, Ding Huan stopped.

He felt that something was wrong with the rules of the world.

However, his Great Universe Art is different from other techniques. To be precise, when practicing the Great Universe Art, it is related to the rules of heaven and earth in the world where it is located, but it does not directly rely on these rules to improve.

Ding Huan tried a different common technique.

When the first cycle was over, he immediately felt that his Dao rhyme was being corroded...

The word "corrosion" may not be appropriate. When he practiced the Zhoutian cultivation with the help of the rules of heaven and earth, his own Dao rhythm was naturally weakened, and then his cultivation level declined and his Dao became weak.

It sounds weird, but it is true.

Normally, cultivation naturally improves one's cultivation level, but cultivation here not only does not improve one's cultivation level, it actually lowers it.

If he continued to cultivate here for a long time, wouldn't the foundation of the Great Dao collapse completely? Even the Great Dao world would collapse, right?
Ding Huan didn't understand what was going on.

However, his great cosmic magic has no effect.

No matter how much the rules of heaven and earth of the Great Dao are corroded, they are beneficial in the face of the great cosmic arts.

His great cosmic art is only responsible for comprehending and integrating the endless laws in the vast universe. These endless laws of heaven and earth will eventually become part of the galaxy of laws of his great world.

Simply put, it is to collect the laws of heaven and earth that he has never come into contact with.

He constructed endless rules of the Dao and the laws of all things that belonged only to him through the laws and galaxy in his own Dao universe.

So for him, the more bizarre and rare the rules of the Tao and the laws of all things are, the more useful they are.

The great cosmic art is all over the world, and Ding Huan also knows the laws that constitute these fogs, which is actually a kind of corrosion law of Taoism.

The entire fog world is actually corroding the laws of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, there is really no one here.

Ding Huan was in the wilderness, without any protection or cover.

I spent ten years recovering from my injuries, but didn't see a single person.

Ten years later, Ding Huan's body is still in tatters and his eyes are still empty.

The only gain was that he was able to stand up and his spiritual power could extend a little further.

During these ten years, he had not lost even a trace of the murderous aura in his body.

Ding Huan stood up and decided to find a more secluded place to heal his wounds.

Stripping away the murderous aura in his body is not only related to his life, but also to his exploration of the mysteries hidden in the unsolvable handprint.

Perhaps the owner of that handprint would never have thought that the remaining murderous aura he had left would reveal the secret of his great Dao.

Because no one can really do this.

Ding Huan can't do it now.

Ding Huan believed in his heart that he could do it sooner or later.

His great cosmic art is to decipher the origin of the rules of heaven and earth and to find the source of the laws of all things.

Otherwise, he would not be able to reverse the Chaos Treasure and separate from the Chaos Treasure the bloodline principles that were originally implanted by humans.

If he cannot find out the secret of the great Dao of Killing, then there is only one possibility.

The opponent's magical hand seal has no rules and does not contain any magical laws.

Ding Huan thought this was absolutely impossible.

His great cosmic art is based on the laws of all things. In the construction system of the great cosmic art, the universe is composed of endless laws. These laws can constitute various rules of heaven and earth, the laws of all things, such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, ice, darkness, light, etc.

But the formation of the universe cannot be without laws.

Laws are just the foundation, the origin of the formation of all things.

A month later, Ding Huan stopped outside the roots of a giant tree.

The giant tree has long since died.

It’s not that there are no spiritual plants in this foggy world, but Ding Huan has encountered very few of them.

As he walked along, there was all sorts of fog and he couldn't see anything.

With his sense of the rules of heaven and earth, he knew in his heart that even if his eyes were intact, he would not be able to see far here.

Not only that, his divine consciousness was also greatly restricted.

All kinds of plants that can survive here are strange and unique, and are resistant to the poisonous fog and the corrosive rules of heaven and earth.

The roots of the giant tree in front of me are ten miles in radius, and no one knows how long it has been dead.

The tree body has long disappeared, leaving only this giant root.

The complex root system extends from the ground, intertwining together to form a dense root nest.

There is a layer of broken natural restrictions outside the protruding roots.

Ding Huan stepped into the tangled tree roots and walked inside until he found a simple cave.

Is there anyone here?

There were no fluctuations of Taoism around, and Ding Huan's spiritual thoughts penetrated in.

The restrictions of the cave had already been broken.

There was a skeleton inside.

As expected, there was someone in seclusion here, but I don’t know how long this guy has been in seclusion, and in the end he turned himself into a pile of bones.

Ding Huan subconsciously glanced at himself with his empty eyes.

He wanted to laugh at himself.

I am even worse than this dried skeleton in front of me.

At least their bones were still intact, but his entire body was broken.

During the past ten years, he recovered extremely slowly because he was too cautious and his killing aura was corroded too severely.

Sighing, Ding Huan did not go to the cave of dry bones, but built another small cave not far away.

Only then did he begin to set up the barrier.

Without the barrier, he didn't dare to implant the Dao meridians. With the vitality of heaven and earth here, it would be a dream for him to strip away the murderous Dao rhyme that mottled his vitality.

It took Ding Huan half a month to set up seven linked barriers here before he began to implant the Dao meridians.

He implanted ten high-grade Dao meridians and one top-grade Dao meridian.

The top-grade Dao Meridian was traded to him by Jian Zhen.

As for the black and white pulse, he was reluctant to use it.

After doing all this, Ding Huan finally began to truly heal his wounds.

Under the great cosmic technique, the rich vitality of heaven and earth was drawn away by Ding Huan, and at this moment everything seemed clear.

The murderous aura lingering in his body was gradually stripped away by Ding Huan and sent into a special barrier.

At first, Ding Huan did it just to strip away the rhythm of killing.

As time slowly passed, Ding Huan's cosmic art finally sensed a hint of a different aura of the Great Dao.

Ding Huan constructed several anti-rule barriers without hesitation.

This is his method of reversing the laws of chaos magic weapons in the sea of ​​chaos laws.

It was also his biggest gain after losing the Eternal God Wheel.

When Ding Huan caught a thought among them: "The ultimate way of chaos is opened by nothing...", Ding Huan was a little stunned.

Isn’t this his way?

The reason why he always felt that his Great Cosmic Art was amazing was because he had created the Great Cosmic Art before he even established his foundation, that is, he created it from nothing...

No, to be precise, his way did not come into being from nothing.

It was only after he had trained Qi to the twelfth level that he created the Great Universe Art, and then built his foundation through the Great Universe Art.

Furthermore, his Tao thought was not initiated from nothingness. The Tao is from nothingness to something, aiming for the highest level.

His idea is to build the supreme foundation, and then he can build the supreme path.

Otherwise, the road will eventually collapse.

A theory with a solid foundation is good for Earthlings, but how much did he know back then?
According to his current understanding, building a supreme foundation is not the only way to build the supreme path, and it is not even necessarily the completely correct way.

Ding Huan tried hard to put aside these distracting thoughts and once again felt the rhythm of killing that he had stripped away.

From nothing to something and reaching the ultimate state, it is almost non-existent and impossible.

But someone did it, and a hand print from a very long distance almost killed him.

Even though Ding Huan did not extract more useful information from the killing rhyme, he could still guess it.

This supreme powerful being is most likely a creature with extremely high intelligence from birth, and then he used his unique advantages to create this supreme path.

No human monk could do this.

You want a person who has never practiced cultivation, or even a baby, to create the supreme path?
Maybe there is a glimmer of hope for Daozu, because Daozu was also born in chaos and had intelligence when he was born.

Therefore, the ones who can do this must be the chaotic creatures that opened up the chaotic universe.

(End of this chapter)