Post-Mythical Era: I don't want to die in the third reincarnation-Chapter 507 - 500 The Dusk is Mournful, The Drum is Mournful

Compared to the Cosmic Pot, the speed of refining the Dusk Drum was a bit faster.

Moreover, Ding Huan had become accustomed to refining these top treasures, so in just ten days, he had refined the Dusk Drum to the one hundred and second layer of prohibition.

Unlike the cleanliness of the Cosmic Pot, the Dusk Drum contained too many mottled Dao Rhythms.

These mottled Dao Rhythms were left behind by previous owners, and Ding Huan did not hesitate to strip and burn them off.

When refining to the one hundred and third layer of prohibition, Ding Huan even felt a kind of Dao Rhythm that was broken and transcended the rules of Heaven and Earth of the Pangu Great World.

Fortunately, this Dao Rhythm was to the extreme of being broken and could collapse at any moment.

Otherwise, with Ding Huan's current level, he really couldn't remove it in a short time.

This made Ding Huan realize that the reason the Taoist Ancestor was unwilling to stay in the Pangu Great World was because there existed higher-level universes.

The Taoist Ancestor also knew of this higher-level world, so they went to pursue the ultimate Great Dao.

It's okay, once his cultivation was stronger, he would also seek out the past.

This was why Ding Huan always respected the Taoist Ancestor, even though Earth had gone through reincarnations, the Taoist Ancestor had always been pursuing the path of power.

The myths of Earth can become legends on Earth but cannot become legends in the universe.

As for the Taoist Ancestor leaving behind Emperor Wushang in place of Xing Pan to be the Heavenly Emperor, even supervising the Four Great Emperors to deal with Emperor Xing Pan, Ding Huan did not find it strange.

The Taoist Ancestor was leaving the Pangu Great World, so leaving a backup to stabilize the Pangu Great World was very normal. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

He wouldn't do this because he simply did not regard the Pangu Great World as his hometown.

As for letting the Four Great Emperors besiege Xing Pan, that was naturally to divide and conquer.

Just to leave the Four Great Emperors with no way out.

Not letting Emperor Wushang besiege Xing Pan was because Emperor Wushang was to take the position of Heavenly Emperor.

If Emperor Wushang personally took the field against Emperor Xing Pan, his prestige in the Immortal Court would drop by a great deal.

Unfortunately, Emperor Wushang himself was not up to par; the Taoist Ancestor had helped him to this extent, but he still lost the position of the Heavenly Emperor.

To put it bluntly, it was just a matter of where one's loyalties lay.

Whichever side one's butt was on, that was the side one would help.

In other words, if he and Emperor Wushang were friends, he might have helped Emperor Wushang deal with Emperor Xing Pan.

Of course, knowing what kind of person Emperor Wushang was, Ding Huan knew it was impossible for them to be friends.

The one hundred and fourth layer of prohibition, the one hundred and fifth layer of prohibition...

When Ding Huan refined up to the one hundred and sixth layer of prohibition, a drum sound suddenly came from deep within the Dusk Drum, almost tearing apart Ding Huan's Sea of Consciousness.

Boom...

The sound of the drum seemed to envelope Ding Huan's entire soul within it.

In that moment, Ding Huan felt as if he stood alone on the edge of the mountains with only afterglow left, with the continuous sound of the Dusk Drum in his ears.

A startled bird flew up, disappearing into the depths of the forest, the evening glow slowly falling, only the silhouette of the old pines by the forest proving its existence.

A feeling of bleakness inexplicably filled his heart, and Ding Huan felt an indescribable sense of sorrow, so he stood up.

What was the point of pursuing the path of cultivation to the very end?

At the end, just like the sound of the Dusk Drum, to close one's eyes amidst loneliness and an inability to face the quietness?

Boom, boom!

Under the cycle of the Great Universe Technique, two more drum sounds exploded, and Ding Huan suddenly woke up.

Ding Huan raised his hand and rolled up strands of Dao Rhythm.

The Dao Rhythm blasted on the Dusk Drum.

Boom!

The Dusk Drum Soul Burial's tomb claimed new souls, and bones disintegrated, "In the human world I bear snow in my hair, yet observe, dusk is desolate, and so is the drum!"

Clearly by the riverside of the Divine River, a wave of desolate twilight and despairing Dao Rhythm, in this drum sound, instantly permeated the entire space.

Under this space and realm, souls were buried, bones disintegrated, and one could instantly turn white-haired.

Ding Huan let out a long breath, this was the Realm Divine Power of the Dusk Drum, the Dusk Drum Soul Burial.

This was the second Great Divine Power he grasped after obtaining the Dusk Drum.

Ding Huan sighed again, he had almost been drawn in by the drum sound's realm.

Fortunately, he had steadied his own mind, not only refining the Dusk Drum's one hundred and seventh layer of prohibition but also mastering the Realm Divine Power of the Dusk Drum Soul Burial.

Indeed, these Innate Treasures all came with powerful Dao Rhythms; if controlled, they were his personal trump cards, if not controlled, they would become trump cards that could kill him.

Ding Huan did not delay for a moment and once again activated the Great Universe Technique to refine the Dusk Drum's final layer of prohibition.

Completely different Prohibition Patterns from the Cosmic Pot were sensed by Ding Huan, and at this moment, he felt as if he were struggling in chaos.

He could not even distinguish past from present, nor present from future...

Boom!

The drum sound exploded again.

Ding Huan's subconscious swiped his hand, and he seemed to feel the space freeze at that moment, and even time seemed to vanish…

A seemingly existent yet indistinct Great Dao Rule was captured by him, as if within a reach of his fingers, yet also possibly billions of miles away.

Ding Huan only knew that he had to grasp this rule; otherwise, he would miss a supreme opportunity.

Divine Will rolled out, the Dusk Drum was struck again, and under the Great Universe Technique Circulation, the Dusk Drum's one hundred and eighth layer of complex prohibitions and supreme Prohibition Patterns were rapidly refined by Ding Huan.

Strands of extremely mysterious Dao Rhythm Laws began to gradually clarify in Ding Huan's perception.

At that moment, totally immersed in them, Ding Huan's hands constantly changed in the Void, bringing forth one Dao Rhythm Law after another.

In the space where Ding Huan was, at this moment everything truly slowed down, as if it was gripped by Ding Huan, as if a slow motion was playing out.

Ding Huan's consciousness was becoming increasingly clear, and he knew what he had touched upon.

It was the Time Law.

He was just a little bit away, just a little bit…

Time cannot be stopped; under the supreme Great Dao, even time can be halted, it all depends on what your Great Dao is.

Time is always rapidly slipping away, but the Great Dao can bend it, slow it down… even turn it back…

But you see time flows like arrows, who would know the Great Dao curves like a bow!

Ding Huan swung his arm again.

Boom!

Within the sound of the drum, everything in the space suddenly slowed down.

This instant was enough to turn all life to powder.

Just now, the sun under the Dusk Drum Soul Burial had already dropped below the distant mountains, life despaired in this sunset's decline, everything turned to dust at this moment.

The Dusk Drum sounds and the sunset sinks, life is transient as fate is like dust.

The Dao Rhythm surged, changing rapidly, like the swiftly passing river of years gone by racing wildly, yet this river of years came to a sudden halt before Ding Huan.

After a breath, everything returned to normal.

Ding Huan let out a long howl, his eyes open, with the Dusk Drum floating before him.

While refining the Dusk Drum, he finally touched upon the Time Law.

Even if it was just a momentary pause in time, for Ding Huan, it was already the supreme Great Dao.

Absolutely, it was the biggest trump card among his Divine Skills, the recently comprehended Realm Divine Power of the Dusk Drum Soul Burial had to be ranked behind this Time Law Divine Power.

With a sweep of his Divine Will, the Dusk Drum appeared deep within his Sea of Consciousness.

Ding Huan took a deep breath and did not continue refining the Life and Death Mirror.

For him, refining the Cosmic Pot and the Dusk Drum should be enough.

Moreover, the gains from refining the Dusk Drum and Cosmic Pot were too great.

Refining the Cosmic Pot made Ding Huan even more clear about the direction of his Great Dao, and he comprehended more about the formation of the universe and the formidable ancient Great Dao.

Refining the Dusk Drum not only earned him a top Attack Treasure but also helped him perceive the Dusk Drum Soul Burial and Time Law.

Ding Huan didn't know how many of the Dusk Drum's previous owners had mastered the soul burial intent Divine Power within it and perceived the Time Law.

Certainly not many, perhaps none at all.

Because nobody else had merged billions of Laws, much less possessed a Tao Universe formed from the fusion of billions of Laws.

If the Life and Death Mirror also had more Divine Law Powers in it, continuously refining them might not be a good thing for him.

Sometimes, refining a treasure does not necessarily lead you to comprehend any Law or Divine Power.

It's not that the treasure does not have that Divine Power at all, but rather it's just missed.

Life and Death Mirror should be refined only after he steps into the Immortal King realm.

Reorganizing his thoughts, Ding Huan began to set up the Killing Array.

The most important thing was, he had to set up an eighth-grade Immortal Array, eighth-grade Strangulation Immortal Array.

After everything was set up, Ding Huan began searching for a place where his Seven Souls and Six Spirits, and all soul thoughts could reside.

Including the Purple Mansion, all his hidden soul cavities, soul vessels...

Ding Huan was searching meticulously, from the Purple Mansion to the Dantian, to the Sea of Consciousness Dao Universe...

One day, one month, one year...

For an entire year, Ding Huan paid no attention to external affairs, even blocking all messages, but he never found anything amiss within his body.

Now time was too important for Ding Huan.

Knowing that even Shi Keling was in the Daluo Immortal Realm, Ding Huan had a sense of crisis.

He had a hunch that Shi Keling was watching him at all times.

The moment his cultivation surpassed his own, Shi Keling would definitely come for him first.

This was a poisonous snake, which could no longer be allowed to grow.

After a year with no progress, when Ding Huan once again ran the Great Universe Technique and sent the Void Flames into circulation,

The hundred and eight cycles operated simultaneously, with the Void Flames filling all one hundred and eight paths.

Should there be the slightest inappropriateness, the Void Flames would find it out.

This inappropriateness naturally referred to anything that was not a part of himself.

Unfortunately, no matter how Ding Huan ran the Great Universe Technique or how he let the Void Flames follow the cycles, he was unable to find any imperfection at all.

Ding Huan grew more and more anxious, to the point where he even thought about burning himself completely with the real flames, and then starting all over again.

But that was just a thought.

After another two months of futile efforts, Ding Huan began to think if he truly needed to burn both his body and soul to ashes to start anew.

Otherwise, no matter how he cultivated, in the end, it would just benefit someone else.

Making a wedding dress for someone else might still be bearable, but what was worse was being alive yet feeling worse than dead.

Despite constantly engaging in fruitless efforts, and constantly checking his own body, Ding Huan never once doubted the problem with the leather scroll.

The only thing that could cause him trouble was that leather scroll.

Unfortunately, he had been reborn, and there was no way to start investigating the leather scroll.

Calm, he must remain calm.