Xing Ga was shocked by Ding Huan's terrifying Great Dao. It was impressive enough to form the Sea of Consciousness World at the Divine King Realm, but he could even move himself into the Sea of Consciousness World.

Ding Huan was equally shocked by the old residual soul before him; this guy must be quite extraordinary.

Lao Hou, when he saw the Daoist Rhythm of Death, had a fearful expression, which invisibly made Ding Huan more cautious of the Daoist Rhythm of Death.

However, Lao Ga, upon hearing the Daoist Rhythm of Death, merely sneered and said it was just a minor Death Technique, completely disregarding it.

"Lao Ga, I heard this Daoist Rhythm of Death was cast by someone from this Star Land. If I want to deal with this person, what should I do?"

Ding Huan humbly sought advice, knowing that since Xing Ga didn't take the minor Death Technique seriously, there surely had to be a way to deal with it.

Xing Ga said calmly, "You can come and go freely within this Daoist Rhythm of Death and can even set up a Protecting Array, indicating that you are no longer afraid of it.

Though I don't know what Great Dao you cultivate, since you are not afraid of this Daoist Rhythm of Death, what else do you fear? You don't need to ask me."

"Lao Ga, you're trying to earn some impression points from me. If every time I ask you something, you act so nonchalantly, the outcome might not be optimistic."

Ding Huan said calmly.

Xing Ga felt a chill in his heart.

He was currently in a residual soul state, wanting to survive, he first had to leave Ding Huan's Sea of Consciousness World.

If Ding Huan didn't let him leave, with his current ability, he would have no chance.

The second thing was the need for Cosmic Essence.

As this Vast Universe continues to be consumed by calamities, places with Cosmic Essence are becoming increasingly rare.

Perhaps, Ding Huan might hold the only Cosmic Essence.

Whether the first or the second, he must rely on Ding Huan.

Thinking of this, Xing Ga sighed.

He was once a Daoist Ancestor of a world, a powerhouse of the Eighth Step of Dao.

Now, he's being manipulated by an ant; truly pitiful.

"Lao Ga, you need to think about your contemporaries. Although you are in a residual soul state, at least you have a path, which is to make me have a better impression of you.

Your friends, they might not even get such an opportunity. So, don't take fortune for granted. The most important thing for being a human...no, being a soul, is to be content and find joy."

Ding Huan knew Xing Ga was definitely a huge treasure trove, even comparable to the owner of the leather scroll, so he didn't want to offend him to death.

Xing Ga's thoughts were stirred by Ding Huan's words.

He recalled the other Daoist Ancestors; perhaps he was even lucky.

Whether the other Daoist Ancestors could survive, he didn't know, even if they did, he feared their situation wouldn't be better than his.

Sadly, his fear of Di Lan led him to choose the wrong side, his foresight far inferior to Chang Yi and Qizhou Tian.

But is Di Lan still alive now?

Does the fact that he has a trace of residual soul count as luck?

Yet no matter how oppressed he felt inside, he couldn't offend this master before him.

This guy can condense a Sea of Consciousness Universe in the Divine King Realm, and this Sea of Consciousness Universe might claim to be its own world.

Otherwise, Ding Huan couldn't possibly enter his own Sea of Consciousness Universe.

So, even if Ding Huan's future achievements might not be as great as his, achieving Dao and immortality should be feasible.

"A cultivator who practices the minor Death Technique will definitely have flaws in their own Great Dao, but every cultivator's flaws are different. I need to see the other party first before I can tell you how to deal with them."

Xing Ga no longer positioned himself on the level of a Daoist Ancestor, his tone softened.

"Very good." Ding Huan was quite satisfied with Xing Ga's words.

Ding Huan allowed Xing Ga's Divine Will to follow him, planning to find the person who released the Daoist Rhythm of Death after he dealt with Hollow Willow.

Following Ding Huan's movements, Xing Ga was once more stunned.

He indeed hadn't misjudged. Ding Huan's Sea of Consciousness space was capable of planting trees; wasn't this the embryonic form of evolution from a world to a universe?

Wait a minute...

Is that the Innate Spirit Root, Hollow Willow?

Xing Ga hadn't expected Ding Huan to get hold of such an Innate Spirit Root, which for him was also a top-tier treasure.

Was Ding Huan planning to cultivate beneath Hollow Willow?

But his own Sea of Consciousness World was definitely not suited for cultivation.

However, Ding Huan's next actions left Xing Ga dumbfounded.

First, Ding Huan extracted all the Divine Spirit Veins planted under Hollow Willow.

Then, he actually wrapped the space of Willow with Law Flame and brought out a giant axe, chopping down.

This...

"Crack!"

Upon seeing Ding Huan chop at the willow root with an axe, Xing Ga was utterly baffled.

"Wait a minute..."

Xing Ga quickly stopped Ding Huan: "Mr. Ding, this is an Innate Spirit Root, why are you chopping it?"

Such things are valued and cherished by many, yet here you are, encasing it in flames and chopping it with an axe, it's simply a waste of heavenly treasures.

"I don't want it anymore, why, can't I chop it?" Ding Huan glanced at Xing Ga.

If he didn't want to turn this Hollow Willow into materials for crafting, he would have already incinerated it with flames long ago.

"Can we trade for it? I'm willing to offer you Dao Veins, even better things, as long as you keep this Hollow Willow."

"Bring the item?" Upon hearing Xing Ga's words, Ding Huan stopped chopping.

He thought if a trade could be done, it would be nice.

Xing Ga smiled awkwardly: "Do you think I can bring out anything now? Once I restore to a certain strength, I can give you anything you want."

"Paying with promises, well, then forget it."

Ding Huan ignored Xing Ga.

Xing Ga spoke again, "Can you tell me why you want to chop down this tree?"

He really couldn't understand, this is an Innate Spirit Root, everyone needs it.

Chopping it down with an axe like this...

Even he felt it was a pity.

"I carefully cultivated this tree, and when I needed its help, this willow completely ignored me. It might think I killed its previous owner," Ding Huan didn't hide the truth.

Xing Ga was very puzzled, "Mr. Ding, it's very difficult for a Hollow Willow, such an Innate Spirit Root, to recognize a master. Even if it does, it's not something ordinary. You probably can't kill it."

Lao Ga was underestimating his abilities here.

Ding Huan felt that Xing Ga's words made some sense, such a thing as a Hollow Willow shouldn't recognize that Qing as its master.

Since it hadn't recognized Qing as its master, why did the Hollow Willow help Qing and ignore him?

Ding Huan directly constructed a Great Universe Technique Circulation, wanting to see what was going on.

Under the Great Universe Technique Circulation, Ding Huan found nothing wrong.

There were no marks, no soul thoughts, just a pure Innate Spirit Root.

Seeing Ding Huan's expression, Xing Ga knew that he hadn't found any problem, he chuckled, "It could just be this Hollow Willow doesn't think much of you."

Ding Huan nodded, agreeing with Xing Ga's opinion.

Besides looking down on him and being unwilling to provide any help, Ding Huan couldn't think of any other reason.

He didn't continue to chop with the axe, since Xing Ga wanted to trade with him, he decided not to cut it down.

Before, he used the axe only to vent his frustrations.

Now calming down, he felt that his actions were somewhat childish.

With a thought, Ding Huan wrapped up the entire Hollow Willow.

Then Ding Huan began to lay down various space sealing array patterns.

In just a few breaths, Ding Huan sealed the Hollow Willow down to a foot in size, then put it into a wooden box.

"What are you doing?" Xing Ga asked, puzzled, looking at Ding Huan.

Since he wasn't chopping it down, why uproot the Hollow Willow?

"When you recover in the future, we can trade, or if I see something good at an auction, I can trade then," Ding Huan replied.

"You could plant the tree in your world, and take it out when you want to trade. By doing this, you might end up killing the tree," Xing Ga was very confused.

"My space doesn't raise ingrates."

Saying this, Ding Huan tossed the wooden box into the ring.

As for whether the Hollow Willow lived or died, he didn't care at all.

Seeing Ding Huan leave the Sea of Consciousness World, Xing Ga was still unresponsive.

In the eyes of these Immortal Saints, the Great Dao is everything.

All emotions must give way to the Great Dao.

This Hollow Willow just didn't recognize Ding Huan as its master, didn't want to provide him life force nourishment, and was uprooted and sealed. It was simply...

Though Ding Huan's Dao wasn't bad, Xing Ga didn't think this kind of behavior would help him achieve the Great Dao.

Too impulsive.

Ding Huan bound the Breaking Tribulation Blade with array patterns on his back, and hung the Life and Death Mirror on his waist.

The Cosmic Pot was summoned, heading towards the God-Watching Land.

The Breaking Tribulation Blade was constantly absorbing murderous energy and Sword Force, while the Life and Death Mirror was sweeping up death energy.

Ding Huan comprehended the Death Law, and the speed of the Cosmic Pot not only didn't slow down, but increased.

In less than half a day, the Cosmic Pot crossed the seas of the Lower God Land and God-Watching Land.

At this moment, there was little suction in the seas, all filled with the aura of Death Daoist Rhythm.

The Cosmic Pot stopped far outside the God-Watching Land.

Ding Huan felt something was amiss.

This Death Daoist Rhythm was increasingly terrifying.

Even having comprehended parts of it, he felt uneasy here.

Ding Huan put away the Cosmic Pot, and tens of miles ahead was a skeleton.

The skeleton was completely white, and the Death Daoist Rhythm emanated from it.

Ding Huan clearly felt life force aura.

This meant the skeleton was alive, still releasing Death Daoist Rhythm.

"Ding Huan, this skeleton is not simple, it might be close to the realm of the Eternal Saint, it's hard to understand this existence practicing the little Death Technique..."

Xing Ga was puzzled as he spoke.

Logically, such an existence wouldn't bother practicing the little Death Technique.

Even if they were to practice, it would be the big Death Technique.

"No..."

Xing Ga spoke again, "Ding Huan, this guy isn't practicing the little Death Technique."

"Isn't this Death Daoist Rhythm?" Ding Huan asked in surprise.

Xing Ga's expression turned serious:

"If I'm not mistaken, this guy is practicing the Reincarnation Great Dao, using the life force of this domain to fill his Reincarnation Great Dao..."

Borrowing the Death Daoist Rhythm to build his Reincarnation Great Dao, this was more than just talent, it was genius.

(Good night, fellow Daoist!)