Post-Mythical Era: I don't want to die in the third reincarnation-Chapter 1121 - 1114: Void

The closer the Cosmic Pot approached the Great Star Land, the more Ding Huan felt his heart pounding.

"Ding Huan, stop for a moment." Mo Wuji felt a sense of crisis as well and took the initiative to have Ding Huan halt the Cosmic Pot.

"I sense something is wrong, we can't go any further." Mo Wuji frowned.

Ding Huan nodded, he too felt something amiss.

"If someone laid traps in the Void on our way to the Great Star Land, our chances of falling for it are high." Mo Wuji added.

"I suspect that's how Ye Xuan fell into the trap; otherwise, with Ye Xuan's capability, he couldn't have failed to send out a distress signal." Ding Huan agreed with Mo Wuji.

Though they hadn't yet discovered the traps, by the time they do, it would be too late.

Both Mo Wuji and Ding Huan, after advancing to the Eighth Step of Great Dao in the First Universe, their Great Dao Rules were on par with any of the other nine universes.

Plus, with their keen sensitivity to their own vitality, they could usually perceive a typical ambush ahead of time.

Taking a detour was the only option before Ding Huan and Mo Wuji.

"Ding Huan, we will still take the original route, but we, ourselves, won't go..."

Before Mo Wuji finished, Ding Huan understood his intent.

"Wu Ji, you're saying to let the Cosmic Pot go while we follow behind it?"

"Correct, however, someone needs to be on the Cosmic Pot, I have crafted puppets that will take our appearance and go ahead."

"That's a good idea," praised Ding Huan.

When Mo Wuji took out two puppets, Ding Huan was stunned; they were incredibly powerful.

The puppets crafted by Mo Wuji were almost indistinguishable from real humans, circulating with the aura of the Great Dao, their vitality connected with the Heaven and Earth Rules.

Moreover, these puppets were at the Creation Saint Realm.

With the Great Dao's concealment, in a hurry, even a divine sense wouldn't be able to detect them.

"Take one each, infuse your Daoist Rhythm into the puppet, and we will follow behind the Cosmic Pot to see who's trying to ambush us."

Logically, only Ye Xuan knew that Mo Wuji and Ding Huan would come to save him.

But neither Mo Wuji nor Ding Huan ever doubted Ye Xuan.

After speaking, Mo Wuji already infused a strand of his Great Dao Principle into the puppet.

In the next moment, it was as if Mo Wuji was replicated; an identical image appeared on top of the Cosmic Pot.

If not engaged, the Great Dao aura was identical to Mo Wuji's, even the momentum was no different.

Divine sense probing would be blocked by a layer of Protective Dao Rhythm Domain, unless forcibly tearing through it.

Ding Huan followed suit.

"Wu Ji, I think we shouldn't follow the Cosmic Pot," Ding Huan still felt uneasy.

If the opponent calculated their arrival direction, could they anticipate that they sensed the crisis in advance or opted for a detour?

Given their level, their perception of danger was very acute.

"Alright, let's step back now," Mo Wuji, experienced, understood Ding Huan's point immediately.

Meanwhile, he took out two more puppets.

Ding Huan grasped the meaning instantly.

In just a few breaths, the Cosmic Pot continued forward with two puppets on board, while another two puppets disguised as Mo Wuji and Ding Huan followed invisibly at a distance.

As for Mo Wuji and Ding Huan themselves, they transformed into two Space Dao Principles, maneuvering through the Void alongside the two puppets.

The Cosmic Pot's speed was not as rapid as before.

Two days later, the Cosmic Pot suddenly vanished as if accidentally entering a nonexistent Void.

This method, even if Ding Huan and Mo Wuji were on the Cosmic Pot, they would likely be confused for a moment.

The Cosmic Pot had just disappeared when two lethal rays appeared abruptly in the Void, swiftly ignoring the Void distance and blasting the puppets following the Cosmic Pot.

After the two lethal rays, two figures emerged in the Void, one clad in black on the left, the other in yellow on the right.

It was evident they ambushed the two puppets trailing the Cosmic Pot.

However, just as the two figures appeared, the space began to fracture suddenly, and two terrifying deathly auras enveloped them.

Ding Huan and Mo Wuji attacked simultaneously.

Mo Wuji targeted the man in black, and Ding Huan targeted the man in yellow.

In truth, the men in black and yellow sensed something wrong after ambushing the two puppets.

Because they realized it was all too easy.

Their targets showed no resistance, the two lethal rays tore the puppets apart without even needing to use their backup plan.

This was evidently unlike what they understood about Ding Huan.

If Ding Huan were so weak, they wouldn't have spent such tremendous effort to lure him.

In the next moment, two deadly forces capable of tearing through the Source Principle blasted towards them.

Just like their ambush on the puppets.

When they ambushed the puppets, the puppets showed no reaction.

Facing Ding Huan and Mo Wuji's ambush, they hurriedly deployed defense treasures.

Neither Mo Wuji nor Ding Huan restrained themselves in the slightest.

Under the Mortal Halberd, there's only death.

In the range of the Breaking Tribulation Blade Curtain, there's no trace of life.

Boom! Boom!

The magical treasures hastily summoned by the black-clothed man and yellow-clothed man were unable to withstand the death Dao rhythm of the Mortal Halberd and the killing aura of the Breaking Tribulation Blade.

All Cosmic Laws in the void were torn apart, the laws turning to dust.

The entire void vanished like a landslide; under the terrifying Cosmic Law fragmentation, the Space Blade Light couldn't form at all at this moment.

Splatter, splatter!

Two streaks of blood, one brown and one yellow, exploded.

Mo Wuji's Mortal Halberd directly slashed open the black-clothed man's back shoulder, while Ding Huan's Breaking Tribulation Blade almost split the yellow-clothed man's head open.

The black-clothed man and yellow-clothed man disappeared into the collapsed space.

But after just a few moments, these two figures struggled out of the collapsing void again.

Ding Huan and Mo Wuji's Tao Domains directly encircled this part of the void.

Mo Wuji's Tao Domain locked in the black-clothed man; he had seen cultivators with brown blood before, but reaching this level and still having brown blood was the first time he encountered it.

Ding Huan looked at the yellow-clothed cultivator in front of him, his first feeling was familiarity.

Soon he remembered someone, the faceless gray-robed cultivator in the Cosmic Wall Canyon.

It was there that he obtained the Tao Disk and also acquired a Dao Pearl, and he killed Lei Chou.

That guy should be a clone of the leather scroll's owner.

However, that clone definitely developed self-awareness…

And that clone did not admit that he was Wu Ji.

The person in front of him had a Daoist rhythm similar to that of the faceless gray-robed cultivator.

So it seems, the person before him might be the true Wu Ji, that is, the Dao Spirit.

"Ding Huan, don't attack again, there's a very strange transfer Position Realm here. Once we attack, the divine skills we send out will bounce back, wait for me to study it..."

Just as Ding Huan was pondering who the opponent might be, Mo Wuji's timely voice arrived.

Knowing that the opponent might be Wu Ji, Ding Huan was prepared to strike a ruthless blow; he must show this guy why the flowers are red… no, why they're yellow.

Upon hearing Mo Wuji's words, Ding Huan immediately stopped his actions.

Then he spread his Divine Will out, indeed feeling a Source Principle Position Realm he had never encountered before.

Extremely subtle, if not for Mo Wuji's reminder, he really would have overlooked it for a moment.

Ding Huan admired Mo Wuji's combat experience in his heart, becoming even more cautious.

"Who are you? Do I know you? You suddenly appeared and blocked my path, secretly plotting against me?"

Ding Huan's Tao Domain crazily expanded; although he was waiting for Mo Wuji's information, he must create a feeling as though he was about to strike.

Sure enough, after the extension of Ding Huan's Tao Domain, the yellow-clothed man's Tao Domain likewise swept over.

Under the collision of the Tao Domains, the already collapsing void collapsed even faster.

What shocked Ding Huan was that his domain could not suppress the opponent's domain.

You should know that he had sneak-attacked earlier, severely wounding the opponent.

With the death Dao rhythm brought by his Breaking Tribulation Blade, it's absolutely impossible for the opponent to strip it away in a short time.

In this situation, the opponent can still resist him...

Is the leather scroll's owner really that strong?

Ding Huan immediately thought of the black-clothed man Mo Wuji confronted.

If the guy before him is the leather scroll's owner, then the black-clothed man should be a clone of the leather scroll's owner...

Originally, he himself should also be a clone of the leather scroll's owner, but with someone's help, he got rid of the leather scroll wanting to transform him into a clone, hence forming a deadly feud with the leather scroll's owner…

"You took my stuff, today I'm here to take back my things; otherwise, you'll follow my things to the grave..."

The yellow-clothed man's tone was slow, yet carried an indisputable momentum.

"Are you asking for the Tao Disk? The Tao Disk was something you actively gave me at the time, how can you say I took your things?"

Ding Huan knew the opponent might be the leather scroll's owner, hence deliberately mentioning the Tao Disk. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

After speaking, Ding Huan even lifted the Tao Disk and waved it.

Indeed, upon hearing the mention of the Tao Disk and seeing it in Ding Huan's hand, the Daoist rhythm of the yellow-clothed man noticeably fluctuated.

Ding Huan immediately realized his probe was correct.

The person in front wasn't the leather scroll's owner Wu Ji either; if he were, he would know of the Tao Disk.

The faceless gray-robed cultivator he encountered could very well be a clone of Wu Ji.

That clone clearly wanted the Tao Disk for himself.

Even if a clone wants independence, when refining the Tao Disk Dao Pearl, it cannot evade its original form.

When he saw that faceless cultivator, the guy was trying to refine the Tao Disk Dao Pearl.

This Wu Ji is miserable enough, creating many clones.

Unfortunately, none are truly useful.

Whether the gray-robed faceless man had escaped Wu Ji's control, he's unsure, but he truly destroyed the leather scroll, avoiding Wu Ji's scheming.

Ding Huan suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility; if neither the black-clothed man nor the yellow-clothed man is Wu Ji, then where is Wu Ji?

"Ding Huan, I've figured out the means to break open the opponent's transfer Divine Skills Position Realm; I'm about to tell you..."

Before Mo Wuji finished transmitting his thoughts, Ding Huan transmitted to Mo Wuji: "Wu Ji, let's pretend to strike, we'll escape now, hurry..."