Post-Mythical Era: I don't want to die in the third reincarnation
Chapter 604 - 604: 597 zhang Sword Gorge 1,000,000 zhang

"Let's hurry and leave..." Zhuo Yao urgently pulled Ding Huan.

In fact, many strands of Divine Will had already swept over them; even if they left immediately, they were certain to be pursued and hunted.

But escaping into the Void was far better than being trapped in the Chaos Star Land.

"Brother Zhuo, Sister Yan, aside from seeing Bai He, I came to avenge her this time. So, you wait outside, I can go alone."

Ding Huan's tone was very calm, yet the murderous aura in his eyes could be felt by all.

Zhuo Yao and Yan Qi were stunned.

Revenge?

If revenge were possible, why would they flee the Chaos Star Land?

Ding Huan understood their feelings. He patted Zhuo Yao on the shoulder, didn't continue persuading, and walked towards the entrance to the Chaos Star Land.

At that moment, a flame burned in his mind, and now he wished to reach the Heavenly God Palace in one step and blast it to pieces.

The moment he knew Jia Baihe was bullied by the Heavenly God Palace, the flame had been burning in his chest.

Back in the Triple Heaven Star Land, he wiped out more than one or two sects.

In the Pangu Great World, he even annihilated three races.

In the Immortal Land of Lu Xing and the Great Dao Corridor, he also obliterated numerous cultivation families.

Ding Huan knew, on the way of cultivation, he should not be addicted to killing.

Even though his cultivation was low now, he knew this could lead to severe consequences for his future Great Dao.

However, in this vast universe, there were too many grotesque monsters. He couldn't betray his conscience; he couldn't watch these clowns frolic under the sun without acting.

Even though he wished for a peaceful cultivation life and always wanted to preserve himself, in this vast universe, there were too many things he found unbearable and filthy. Others could ignore them, and he could ignore them too.

But whenever things reached his head, he couldn't control his conscience.

"Brother Ding Huan, I will go with you." Zhuo Yao stepped forward.

His eyes were filled with determination.

If there was a benefit, grab it without hesitation.

Facing danger, avoid it immediately.

What face or qualifications does Zhuo Yao have to be friends with Ding Huan? What face does he have to pride himself on not owing others?

Like Ding Huan, even if it means death, Zhuo Yao could not betray his conscience.

Yan Qi didn't follow them, Ding Huan knew it was because they still had a son, Zhuo Wushang.

"Brother Zhuo, being friends with you is my honor." Ding Huan's tone was filled with sentiment.

Friends like Zhuo Yao were rare in the vast universe.

He thought of Xing Pan.

Xing Pan was also such a friend.

Xing Pan's physical body had completely recovered, but because his strength was far inferior to Ji Luo, he was still stabilizing his cultivation.

"Brother Ding Huan, knowing you is also my honor." Zhuo Yao's tone was sincere, no longer worried from before.

"Brother Yao, if I cannot be with you, I won't find a moment's peace with Wushang in the future."

As Ding Huan and Zhuo Yao were about to step into the Chaos Star Land entrance, Yan Qi followed.

A trace of guilt flashed in Zhuo Yao's eyes but quickly vanished: "Well, since it's like this, let's go together."

Once inside the Chaos Star Land, Ding Huan was certain this was one of the three star lands split during the initial separation of chaos.

The Heaven and Earth Rules here were very familiar to him, and much more perfect than in the Pangu Great World.

Only something seemed missing here; he had never cultivated here, so it was unclear exactly what was missing.

"Let's take my Flying Shuttle to the Divine Sword Villa, I also want to take a look." Zhuo Yao's eyes were filled with sadness.

The Divine Sword Villa had stood in the Chaos Star Land for countless years, but ended in his hands.

Zhuo Yao was the unfilial descendant of the Zhuo family, having lost his ancestors' foundation.

However, Ding Huan summoned the Cosmic Pot: "Brother Zhuo, I want to bring some heads with me; give me the location of Heavenly God Palace."

"Ah..."

Zhuo Yao stared at Ding Huan dumbly, and only after a while did he come to his senses and quickly said: "Brother Ding Huan, even if we don't go to the Heavenly God Palace, they would still come for us."

To Zhuo Yao, perhaps as soon as they reached Divine Sword Villa, they would be surrounded by people sent from Heavenly God Palace.

Ding Huan shook his head, saying nothing.

Zhuo Yao, having traveled with Ding Huan for such a long time, roughly understood Ding Huan's character. He could only sigh and hand a Direction Jade Scroll to Ding Huan.

Ding Huan glanced at the Direction Jade Scroll, and activated the Cosmic Pot.

In less than an hour, the Cosmic Pot came to a stop outside a majestic Immortal Sect.

The entire sect was shrouded in immortal mist; one didn't even need to enter to sense the rich Immortal Spiritual Energy inside.

Most of the Immortal Peaks were hidden by this mist, not clearly visible.

A few very tall peaks occasionally revealed some pointy tops, further emphasizing the grandeur and beauty of the Immortal Sect.

The three Dao Rhythm characters of "Heavenly God Palace" floated in the sky, imparting a sense of approaching the Dao with just a glance.

Zhuo Yao sighed, just as he was about to speak, his eyes widened.

He saw Ding Huan summon an ugly long sword, and with a step out of the Cosmic Pot, the sword struck down from the Void.

Zhuo Yao was never a coward, and never had he seen someone as fearless as Ding Huan.

A Sword Curtain that seemed to tear the entire universe slammed into the three Dao Rhythm characters, "Heavenly God Palace."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Crack!

The Immortal Sect of Heavenly God Palace exploded, the three Dao Rhythm characters 'Heavenly God Palace' turned into dust.

A sword gorge spanning a million zhang seemed to tear apart the entire Heavenly God Palace, extending from the Mountain Gate into the depths of Heavenly God Palace.

The scene shrouded in immortal mist was utterly destroyed under this sword stroke.

One by one, palaces and peaks emerged, the mysterious veil of the Immortal Sect was shredded into fragments by this sword.

Zhuo Yao, who was about to speak, stood frozen on the spot.

What kind of sword is this?

Despite being protected by a ninth-level immortal array, this sword not only tore through all protective arrays of Heavenly God Palace but also cleaved a million zhang-long sword gorge within Heavenly God Palace.

What kind of technique is this?

Within the million zhang-long sword gorge, he could see countless remains of Heavenly God Palace cultivators, see ravaged palaces, destroyed immortal peaks...

This means, after Ding Huan struck with this sword, the protective array of Heavenly God Palace didn't withstand it, and when the powerful figures of Heavenly God Palace tried to resist this sword, they were directly sliced by it.

Thus, everything in the sword's path was turned into dust.

This included three immortal peaks, seven palaces, and eleven cultivation grounds...

Looking at the strands of death energy still emanating from the sword gorge, Zhuo Yao felt his scalp tingling.

He always thought Ding Huan was not yet an Immortal King, but now he realized, with Ding Huan's technique, it probably wouldn't even take one sword to kill him, Zhuo Yao.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Hundreds of figures fled from deep within Heavenly God Palace, while more cultivators from Heavenly God Palace frantically surged over here.

The heavens are falling.

A place like Heavenly God Palace, had its Immortal Sect destroyed, its protecting array destroyed, its immortal palace and immortal peak destroyed.

"It's you, Zhuo Yao, how dare you..."

The leading man only finished half his sentence and then paused.

He saw Ding Huan, saw the long blade in Ding Huan's hand that didn't look like a sword.

And that cold killing aura.

Only a fool wouldn't realize that the sword just now had nothing to do with Zhuo Yao, but was struck by Ding Huan.

Even he couldn't have executed that sword.

Zhuo Yao woke from his shock and urgently said, "This person is Chong Shenjin, the younger one behind him is Chong Dongzi."

"Esteemed Daoist, my Heavenly God Palace holds no grudge against you. If Daoist intends to stand up for Divine Sword Villa, at least ask for the cause and consequence."

Chong Shenjin suppressed his inner anger and shock, trying to slow his tone.

Ding Huan's sword strike was truly terrifying.

"Remember, it's Ding Huan who destroyed your Heavenly God Palace." Ding Huan finished this sentence, his long blade drawing a semicircle.

The killing force swept in crazily; he came here today not for reasoning, but for annihilation.

Ding Huan?

Chong Shenjin instantly understood the origin of this name.

It was a disaster caused by Chong Dongzi, the Taoist companion mentioned by Jia Baihe.

"Courting death..." An elderly woman in green hurried over, having just heard Ding Huan say he would destroy Heavenly God Palace; she was instantly furious.

Before she arrived, the Double Snake Staff in her hand rolled up two dragon-like poisonous Dao Rhythms towards Ding Huan.

Ding Huan's killing force on the long blade fully condensed, the sword curtain fused like shattered stars, without the slightest pause, it cleaved out.

Facing this old woman, Ding Huan didn't even bother to unleash Yellow Flower Kill or Domain.

The sword curtain stirred a chilling killing aura, like the cold wind howling from the extreme north.

The sword curtain smashed into the two poisonous dragon Dao Rhythms of the Double Snake Staff, emitting a piercing sound of fracture.

Tweet!

Like a remnant goose shot down, issuing a mournful cry, plummeting from the void.

A spray of blood mist scattered in mid-air, amid that mournful scream, the old woman was split in half and fell from the void.

The two dragon-like killing Dao Rhythms just began to dissipate.

At this moment, Zhuo Yao's urgent voice rang out, "Brother Ding, this is Granny Xing, the protector of Heavenly God Palace..."

The old woman's body split in two, scattered in two places, with her Primordial Spirit not yet dispersed, she looked at Ding Huan with terror.

The horror and fear brought by Ding Huan's sword just now were most clear to her heart.

Clearly, the opponent didn't expand his domain, yet under that sword force, she was unable to evade.

The old woman's Primordial Spirit unwillingly glanced at Ding Huan, and then swiftly dissipated under the sword energy.

Inside and outside Heavenly God Palace fell silent.

Granny Xing was one of the five major masters of Heavenly God Palace, ranked fifth.

Yet the first strong figure, in front of Ding Huan, didn't even withstand one sword.

If previously there were few who paid attention when Ding Huan said he would destroy Heavenly God Palace, now, including Chong Shenjin, the Palace Master, none dared to ignore Ding Huan's words.

"Mr. Ding, on this matter, my Heavenly God Palace is willing to give you an explanation..."

Chong Shenjin's voice was dry, from Ding Huan's sword destroying Heavenly God Palace's protective array, to Ding Huan's sword killing the protector Granny Xing.

Chong Shenjin understood better than anyone, what kind of existence his Heavenly God Palace had provoked.

Even if his Heavenly God Palace could win, it would probably be a tragic victory.