Post-Mythical Era: I don't want to die in the third reincarnation

"Haha, Master Can has finally opened the world of this damn thing." Mo Changcan looked at the world of a World God Cultivator he just opened, laughing heartily.

"Stop dawdling, hurry to the next one." Ding Huan had already collected everything.

He had to thank the Dao Ruins Trading Building; although they didn't have anything impressive, it was by relying on the basic materials from them that he improved his Array Dao skills last time.

"You're not going anywhere." A cold voice interrupted Ding Huan.

Ding Huan looked calmly at the two figures appearing in front of him.

Ever since he and Mo Changcan arrived at Dao Ruins Street, they had been unstoppable, defeating everyone in their way.

Mainly because they hadn't met any powerful opponents, the strongest among them was only a sixth-level World God.

And now, appearing before them, were two Divine Kings.

Even though Ding Huan was only a first-level World God, he could still perceive the cultivation of the two men.

One was an early-stage Divine King, the other a mid-stage Divine King.

"Are both of you from the Dao Ruins Trading Building?" While Ding Huan talked, he had already laid down the Poison of Silent Dao and the Bone Clinging Law.

There were no rules to speak of with enemies, as long as they could kill them, it would suffice.

Xingchen God King regained his previous aloofness:

"Ding Huan, you and your partner have destroyed so many trading buildings of our Dao Ruins Trading Building and killed too many innocent lives. Today, you will pay with your life."

"I am Feng Chuanxing; if you are willing to go with me, I can spare your life for Bai Qing's sake." The Divine King in the azure robe looked at Ding Huan, his tone calm.

The one who just said they couldn't go anywhere was this guy.

For Bai Qing's sake?

Who was Bai Qing?

Ding Huan recalled it all of a sudden; it was that Feng Baiqing.

"Haha, I was wondering who it could be. So it's the Feng Baiqing I saved? Is Feng Baiqing your son?

If he is your son, your son does have some gratitude, yet you hardly show any attitude towards your son's savior.

Your characters are so vastly different, don't you suspect anything?"

Mo Changcan stared blankly at Ding Huan, thinking he had much to learn.

To speak of the opponent's partner straying with such elegance?

"Courting death..." Feng Chuanxing snorted coldly and waved the silver whip in his hand, sending a silver mist to wrap around Ding Huan.

"Old man, you are my..."

Seeing Feng Chuanxing making a move on Ding Huan, Mo Changcan immediately rushed forward.

He could also sense that Feng Chuanxing's power was stronger than the other guy, probably a mid-stage Divine King.

"Kid, you still want to leave?" Xingchen God King blocked Mo Changcan.

Ding Huan swung his long blade to whip up a curtain of blades, and at the same time, his Starry Sky Domain as a World God rolled out crazily.

A Divine King is impressive, isn't it? Today, he would face this mid-stage Divine King.

"Boom!" The Dao Rhythm exploded, a violent aura swept out, crashing together, flattening all the surrounding shops.

No one dared to object.

One was the God King Sect Master, the other one of the fearless duo of God King Chou.

At the same time, Mo Changcan and Xingchen God King also began to fight.

Xingchen God King wished he could kill Mo Changcan immediately; similarly, Feng Chuanxing was indifferent to whether the rest of the Dao Ruins Street's shops were destroyed.

As for Ding Huan and Mo Changcan, they were there to wreck the shops—who would care in the middle of a fight?

When the entire street's shops were leveled to the ground, Ding Huan was blasted away as well.

Fortunately, the silver whip of Feng Chuanxing was also blown away.

Floating in the void, Ding Huan almost spurted out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Ding Huan already had it in mind that in terms of solid Divine Essence, he was still not Feng Chuanxing's match.

If Feng Chuanxing had only these skills, then today he should leave his life here.

Ding Huan's long blade swept out again, and one by one, Void Array Patterns were etched by him.

What surprised Ding Huan was that Feng Chuanxing didn't retrieve the silver whip that had been blasted away but instead summoned a Star Sky Spear.

This old man was quite strange indeed.

Reasonably, a cultivator wouldn't easily change their accustomed Magical Treasure. Was this old man discarding the whip and switching to the spear because he thought the whip was unsuitable for fighting his long blade?

That thought only flashed in Ding Huan's mind, and the long blade began to tremble with a hum.

One by one, Sword Intent Seals formed around Ding Huan, the seals continuous, yet the Sword Intent gradually faded away.

In a short amount of time, the scope of Ding Huan's domain had formed a world.

Feng Chuanxing's Star Sky Spear also sketched out a starry sky.

He didn't even try to block Ding Huan's Divine Skills; he believed his Divine Skills would tear through and shatter Ding Huan's Divine Skills and domain completely.

Beneath the starry sky created by the Star Sky Spear, there was no life, no vitality.

Under this patch of starry sky, there was only one aura—death.

The intent of death extended with the expansion of the Starry Sky Gun's Dao Rhythm, growing stronger and bearing a pressure that oppressed souls, forcing every creature under this spear to kneel in despair.

As Feng Chuanxing's domain expanded, the space of this death starry sky began to envelop more of the surroundings slowly.

Boom!

Ding Huan's Sword Intent Domain and Feng Chuanxing's Star Sky Gun Domain finally collided.

Ding Huan felt an endless aura of death, oppressed to such an extent that his internal organs were on the verge of collapsing.

Blood trickled from the corners of his mouth as the Starry Sky Gun Intent layered frantically, and with it, the dread of death grew more terrifying.

If this continues, he will be completely suppressed by this aura of death, without even the ability to resist.

Ding Huan opened his mouth and spat out a gush of essence blood, and his Divine Will fell upon the Life and Death Mirror.

If you want to take away the vitality of this space, then go ahead.

The vitality of this master is abundant, his Life and Death Mirror is filled with intense life force and destiny.

The next moment, waves of vigorous life force were drawn over by Ding Huan, finally easing the oppressive Starry Sky Gun Intent filled with death that threatened to shatter his soul and Primordial Spirit.

Logically, it was the moment for Ding Huan to launch a full-scale counterattack, but instead of frantically unleashing the Mortal World Seal, he slowly extended his Domain, expanding his Mortal World imprint...

He understood.

The Mortal World Seal isn't an indefinite Seal or a Netherworld Seal; it's an unobtrusive representation of the mundane world.

If this seal loses the breath of worldly life, then he would be a failure.

After Ding Huan blocked Feng Chuanxing's overwhelming Starry Sky Gun Intent, the space and domain underwent changes.

Feng Chuanxing felt something strange; his Starry Sky Gun Intent was filled entirely with death, extinction, devoid of any life force.

Yet here, the place was bustling, smoke coiling around, with peddlers and hustlers, crowds jostling shoulder to shoulder...

Something's wrong, just as Feng Chuanxing felt something was wrong, he was again drawn into the omnipresent Mortal World imprint.

Yes, this is Dao Ruins Street, a bustling, lively street...

Ding Huan let out a breath of relief, if not for his recent realization of the Mortal World Seal, Feng Chuanxing would have already broken free from his Mortal World.

In a short time, Feng Chuanxing's thoughts broke through Dao Ruins Street, and he was standing at the crossroads, leaving home with a pack on his back.

Looking back at the prosperity of this mortal world, if he does not leave, he would die amidst this mundanity.

He was unwilling to be a mere guest in this mortal world, nor to let life pass by swiftly, so why yearn for this prosperity?

His thoughts reached this point.

Suddenly he felt the surrounding space buzz and change, as if something was fully formed.

Ding Huan even closed his eyes, at the same time Feng Chuanxing sensed those mundane scenes.

His seal was formed, and his Mortal World took shape.

I am the ruler, survival or destruction is but a thought away.

Ding Huan had long known Feng Chuanxing's prowess, how could he give Feng Chuanxing any moment of respite?

Perhaps the next moment, this guy would awaken from the traces of the Mortal World.

Boom!

The Mortal World Seal fell, and in an instant, it turned into a river of blood.

The Sword Curtain unfolding seemed like a rainbow, no longer showing any sharpness, but rather like the beautiful rainbow of a sunset in the west.

Just like returning home after a day's fatigue, gentle yet like the serenity before departing after a lifetime of toil.

Ding Huan let out a deep breath, his Mortal World Seal finally unveiled the true mortal world.

Feng Chuanxing shuddered, he felt the overwhelming aura of death brightly descending.

Before he could react, the rainbow-like slash Ding Huan delivered had already transformed into a sky full of sword blossoms.

The sword blossoms gradually intoxicated everyone's eyes.

Ding Huan formed seals with both hands, and the myriad sword blossoms bloomed even more splendidly, like full-bloomed prosperity.

The beauty of the mortal world, all within this breath's time.

But the true killing intent was not in those sky-filling sword blossoms, but in the icy Sword Curtain hidden beneath.

The long sword fell!

The sword blossoms exploded, finally tearing apart the entire mortal world.

The flowers of the mortal world intoxicate three thousand guests, one frosty blade chills fourteen states.

"Puff!"

Feng Chuanxing spat out a gush of essence blood, the Starry Sky Gun Intent in his hand no longer was the deathly oppressive aura, but exploded into a single point of deadly gun light.

He thoroughly understood, his gun intent lost beneath Ding Huan's sword intent.

Feng Chuanxing, experienced in fighting, immediately thought of a way to break this.

A gun light sliced through the endless sword blossoms, tearing through Ding Huan's domain, piercing Ding Huan's chest.

"Puff!" The Sword Curtain exploded, a blood ray tore open.

Feng Chuanxing's arm along with half his waist, from shoulder down entirely taken by Ding Huan's Mortal World.

"You're courting death..."

Feng Chuanxing roared furiously, not letting himself retrieve his severed arm, yet the sky full of sword blossoms twisted the remains into a blood mist.

Ding Huan's own body was also blown backward, blood arrows shot out from his chest.

As soon as he landed, he felt a terrifying Poison Dao Law attack his entire body.

Looking back, he saw a silver snake biting down on his calf.

The terrifying poison aura instantly filled his body.

Ding Huan was amazed less by the poison's terror, and more by the speed of this silver snake, almost like teleportation, swift as lightning.

This silver snake was exactly the silver whip Feng Chuanxing had sent flying earlier.

Earlier, the silver snake and Ding Huan still had some distance, but with just a blink, it teleported right before Ding Huan, biting down on him.

Ding Huan's long blade swirled in his hand, and his figure hit the ground, with his chest pierced by the gun light, still bleeding.

However, the blood dripping out was the same dark black color.

Under Ding Huan's blade, the silver snake was cut into two.

Before the silver snake could recover, Ding Huan's Void Flames engulfed it.