Post-Mythical Era: I don't want to die in the third reincarnation Chapter 825 - 818: Dust to Dust, Ashes to Ashes

Qu Ge finally cald down from his shock, and along with the other two cultivators from the Eternal Life Realm, rushed to provide support.

Guan Huan laughed heartily, the death vortex created by his punch suddenly split, forming a massive black hole of fist force.

"Brother Ding Huan, I'll co help you shortly."

Guan Huan still had the leisure to remind Ding Huan.

At this mont, he realized the significant improvent since stepping into the Creation Saint Realm.

The way his fist force vortex split and transford, the thod of controlling one side of space with divine skills, changed without leaving a trace.

Just like his Mortal Dao, utterly ordinary.

When his opponents noticed, they were already within his fist force whirlpool.

Ding Huan responded to Guan Huan with the Life and Death Blade Seal he summoned.

Ding Huan had already seen Guan Huan make his move.

One look was enough to know Guan Huan's strength completely overwheld Qu Ge and the others.

At the sa realm, Guan Huan's Mortal Dao was magnificent, its Dao Rhythm smooth and imposing.

While Qu Ge's Great Planet Technique sounded intimidating.

In fact, its Dao Rhythm was scattered, the domain unable to compete with Guan Huan's Mortal Dao.

Ding Huan estimated that the Great Planet Technique couldn't be so weak, otherwise, Qu Beige wouldn't have been so formidable back then.

Most likely, the Great Planet Technique that Qu Ge cultivated long ago had been distorted beyond recognition.

Regardless, he already felt contempt for the Great Planet Technique in his heart.

An Annihilation Planet Tao Technique, is this it?

No longer focusing on Guan Huan, Ding Huan's Life and Death Blade Seal transford into twenty-seven strands of Death Blade Qi.

Each strand of Death Blade Qi was perfectly clear, dragging all twenty-seven Saints below the Eternal Life Realm into it.

Just as Ding Huan made his move, these twenty-seven Saints also summoned their Magical Treasures, expanding their domains.

As for those below a Saint, no matter how many ca, they were not qualified to interfere in this battle.

Even with Ding Huan's strong domain, facing the stacked domains of twenty-seven Saints, it began to slowly collapse.

Ding Huan felt a sinking in his heart, once the domain collapsed, he would be at an absolute disadvantage.

He had made a tactical error.

He should have started by sneak attacking and killing a few Ninth Transformation Saints.

At this mont, the powerful domain suppression abruptly weakened.

All the Saints from the Qu Family, when summoning their Magical Treasures, felt their minds locked by an invisible giant hand, difficult to breathe.

Even several Ninth Transformation Saints found the power and domain of their summoned Magical Treasures considerably weakened.

This divine ability's damage, not to ntion Ninth Transformation Saints, even a First Transformation Saint wouldn't be this weak.

Boom, boom, boom!

Ding Huan's Death Blade Qi collided with the Divine Power Principle of these twenty-plus Saints.

Law shattered, and a distant floating planet was also blasted with layers of cracks.

Ding Huan's Tao Domain abruptly strengthened, confronting twenty-seven, and stood in absolute dominance.

The domain controlled by Ding Huan, the endless Death Blade Qi swept over, instantly filling this space.

Among the many Saints besieging Ding Huan, so were not Qu Family Saints.

At this mont almost all Saints not from the Qu Family noticed the issue.

The Qu Family Saints seed to be holding back, their divine skill attack power less than half, so even less than ten percent.

Moreover, they actively weakened their own domains.

As long as the cultivators weren't from the Qu Family, there was a shadow in their hearts.

That was the Qu Family using them as weapons, turning them into cannon fodder.

At this ti, unless being foolish, no one wished to continue rushing full force to the front.

With this thought, all Saints not from the Qu Family began instinctively restraining their Divine Essence and domains, and retracting their divine power killing force.

They were only working in the Qu Family Dao Court, not selling their lives to the Qu Family.

Over the years, haven't they done enough for the Qu Family?

And when it ca to the distribution of cultivation resources, they were always behind the Qu Family Saints.

Why?

The Qu Family can hold back, but they have to beco cannon fodder?

Ding Huan's Death Saber Technique exploded completely at this mont, wrapped in nurous Descent Dao Principles from the Life and Death Blade Seal.

Due to Ding Huan's all-out attack, the Qu Family saints among the twenty-seven in front of Ding Huan were affected by the Genetic Slaughter Law and couldn't exert full force.

The non-Qu Family Saints, unwilling to be cannon fodder, were all concealing their true strength.

In the clash of killing forces, Ding Huan held absolute dominance.

At this mont, the oppressive space was about to explode, everything existing within this death killing space sank into descent.

Killing force filled the space, all things were perished.

A few Saints attempted to exit the battle circle, but as soon as they approached the edge of the sword gorge cleaved by Ding Huan, they were swept away by the Descent Law, vanishing without a trace.

The Qu Family Saints had grievances but couldn't express them, while the non-Qu Family Saints felt sothing amiss.

It seed it wasn't the Qu Family making them cannon fodder, as several Qu Family Saints had died too.

They were equally bound by the Descent Dao Principles, at this mont even if they wished to escape Ding Huan's death domain, it was impossible.

Divine Power Laws shattered in the void.

Blood kept bursting open, at this point, even the non-Qu Family Saints dared not hold back any longer.

To continue holding back their strength would be seeking death.

A Qu Family Fifth Transformation Saint sensed the pull of the Descent Law within the sword gorge, tried to escape rapidly.

The result was an unintentional crash into Ding Huan's Life and Death Blade Seal space, forcibly torn apart by the Life and Death Laws, turning into a blood mist.

Everyone understood.

It really wasn't the Qu Family Saints holding back strength, but rather the Qu Family Saints seed to be under so sort of suppression.

Everyone started to fight desperately, for if they didn't, there would be no more chances to do so.

Ding Huan very much wanted to unleash the Death Saber Technique, to eliminate all twenty-sothing people in front of him.

However, even though the opponent was disadvantaged, they still outnumbered him.

If this dragged on, he would surely win eventually.

But he absolutely couldn't let it drag on.

Ding Huan let out a clear shout, summoning the Dusk Drum.

He needed a swift resolution.

Once Qu Ge's reinforcents arrived, things would beco tricky.

It didn't matter how many ca, as long as Chang Yun ca, it would be big trouble.

So he needed to wipe out the Qu family before Chang Yun arrived.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Once the Dusk Drum was summoned, it emitted heart-wrenching drumbeats in the void.

These drumbeats, intertwined with Qu's Genetic Slaughter Law, instantly spread out.

The twenty-sothing Saints from Qu's Dao Court, all locked within Ding Huan's domain, were affected by the drumbeats, and their killing intent involuntarily weakened.

The pressure that had just increased on Ding Huan was diminished once more.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The drumbeats suddenly rose, deep and resounding, exploding once more.

Even though the drumbeats were high-pitched, the mood they brought was one of lancholy and sorrow.

A sense of heart-wrenching loneliness surged into everyone's heart.

At this mont, except for those few saints of the Eternal Life Realm, almost everyone was enveloped by this lonely drumbeat, engulfed by sadness.

Qu Yuan was the Qu family mber most likely to enter the Eternal Life Realm as a Ninth Transformation Saint, and he was the strongest among those besieging Ding Huan.

Previously, he was affected by Qu's Genetic Slaughter Law, and could only exert most of his power.

Yet he still stubbornly resisted.

A significant portion of the pressure on Ding Huan was borne by him alone.

With the drumbeats, the Reincarnation Spear in Qu Yuan's hand paused.

Amidst the drumbeats, he seed to return to a distant past, standing alone on the outskirts of a village left with only twilight.

Wisps of smoke rose, farrs carried their tools ho at dusk, children played outside the village...

A soft expression flashed in Qu Yuan's eyes.

In the distance, the setting sun gradually fell, startled birds flew up, plunged into the depths of the forest, and the pine trees at the forest edge swayed gently in the breeze, everything was so beautiful.

Dong! Dong!

The drumbeats sounded once more.

The scene before Qu Yuan abruptly changed.

The wisps of smoke vanished, the farrs, sunset, twilight, children all disappeared.

Before him was a village of broken walls and ruins, a ground full of corpses.

They were all his handiwork.

The first village of vitality he fused with the Great Planet Technique was also a place he had lived for a while.

An inexplicable sorrow filled his heart, and Qu Yuan began to feel anxious and fearful.

Bang!

A fog of blood obscured his eyes.

Qu Yuan looked down at his exploding chest.

It was the Big Genetic Slaughter Dao that had fully erupted.

He felt his divine soul gradually disintegrating, and even his soul could not be preserved.

A sense of lancholy welled up in Qu Yuan's heart.

After cultivating the Great Planet Technique for a million years, how many villages, cities, planets had he annihilated...

In the end, just before stepping into the Eternal Life Realm, he returned to dust.

Dong!

The drumbeats did not spare him.

Qu Yuan looked back at the others; countless disciples of the Qu family had already fallen.

The remaining Qu family mbers, half-crazed, charged in groups towards the depths of the sword gorge that tore open the Planet Tao City, then disappeared without a trace.

Among the Qu family Saints standing here, only he remained.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The Tao Rhy Drum Sound seed never-ending.

It continued to pound deep into his mind and heart.

Qu Yuan's hand holding the Reincarnation Spear trembled slightly as he gazed at the beautiful cosmic void in the distance, letting out a long sigh...

The dusk buries the new soul, the drum wears the bones, I reside in the world with a head full of snow, just look, the dusk is desolate, and the drum is desolate!

Broken body, broken Tao City, broken space, broken Great Dao...

Despondency and despair filled Qu Yuan's entire body and mind with each beat of the drum's sound.

Qu Yuan dropped the Reincarnation Spear in his hand, and his whole being fell, his divine soul utterly extinguished.

Just like a chain reaction, outside the broken Planet Tao City, innurable people fell, their bodies torn apart, transforming into billowing blood mists.

Blood at the corners of his mouth with chaotic Tao Rhy all around, Qu Ge numbly watched everything before him, muttering to himself: "I know, I just know..."

Boom!

Guan Huan launched another punch.

He didn't hold back in the slightest, just as Qu Ge and the others' combat power seed to be affected by sothing, their strength decreased.

(Goodnight, Daoist!)