A new solar term is derived by Ding Huan, and then the original ways of large universe magic are abandoned by him one by one.
The Great Universe Art is not just through the meridians, but through the vast universe stars of the meridian and recognition sea to form the cycle of heaven.
These solar terms can be modified by Ding Huan at any time, and the meridians traversed by each solar term can be altered.
As Ding Huan continues to refine the Great Universe Art, the two mediocre starry energy channels on his side are constantly being consumed.
At this moment, a dense spiritual whirlpool formed around Ding Huan. His Great Universe Art constantly changed, and the starry energy channels rapidly dissolved.
It's unclear how long has passed. The last planet tightly connected to the main star in Ding Huan's recognition sea is being driven by the new Great Universe Art cycle, seemingly ready to split off.
But the power was still insufficient. Ding Huan knew that this was beyond what could be achieved by simply altering the Great Universe Art cycle.
This was formed before he altered the Great Universe Art cycle. Now, he has to strengthen his Daoist power.
At this moment, a sense of destruction was captured by Ding Huan.
Booming! Booming! Booming!
Almost at the very moment when Ding Huan captured the sense of destruction, nine lightning arcs struck one after another.
Ding Huan frantically operated the Great Universe Art that had been refined to create a cycle, using it to divide the last planet and simultaneously threw out two superior spiritual channels.
Click-click-click!
Thunderbolt arcs one after another crashed down. Just the first wave of nine thunderbolt arcs was enough to shatter Ding Huan's bones.
In Ding Huan's Great Universe Art cycle, there is a universe cycle that restores injured flesh.
Even though Ding Huan knew that wielding an iron pot was the best way to deal with the thunderbolt arcs.
However, Ding Huan seems to have no idea that wielding an iron pot is the best way to deal with the thunderbolt arcs, and the operation of his Great Universe Art is even faster.
He was well aware that the more thunderbolt arcs he resisted, the stronger his power would become.
Of course, the prerequisite is that he must be able to withstand them.
When another wave of eighteen thunderbolt arcs came down, Ding Huan's injuries had been mostly healed.
At this moment, Ding Huan was immensely grateful that he hadn't slacked off during the foundation-building phase.
If he hadn't integrated the recovering gene of his injured body during his lazy moments, he might not have been able to withstand the first wave of thunderbolt arcs.
After the eighteen thunderbolt arcs hit Ding Huan, his skull even cracked open.
His clothes had long since been torn into shreds, and his skin had been blasted by the thunderbolt arcs, hanging on like tattered rags.
As for the bones, not only were his hands and skull cracked open, but even his back and legs were fractured.
However, Ding Huan was not frightened but elated. In such terrifying thunderbolt arcs, the last planet outside the main star in his recognition sea finally split away.
The moment the starry planet was split apart, the ferocious power of the stars swept over, and Ding Huan's recognition sea expanded wildly once again.
The starry energy stored in Ding Huan's Dantian had become stronger and more refined, and an endless amount of true qi was drawn into the starry energy within his Dantian.
The shattered bones healed rapidly, and the broken skin recovered at an even faster pace.
The main star in the recognition sea shone brilliantly, and around the twelve auxiliary stars, each was surrounded by nine smaller stars.
His cosmic starry foundation has finally formed.
Booming! Booming! Booming!
The third wave of thunder arcs consisted of twenty-seven arcs.
After the twelfth planet split away from the main star, Ding Huan wouldn't dare to use an iron pot anymore.
The thunderbolt arcs crashed down on Ding Huan, leaving only a few blood marks on his body.
But the infinite source of thunder essence was drawn into Ding Huan by him, combining with the spiritual energy around him, causing Ding Huan's power to surge once again.
The true qi gathered in Ding Huan's Dantian stars was like a torrential river surging, and his spirit was even more refined and distant.
The Great Universe Art cycle of Ding Huan was running even more smoothly.
This excited Ding Huan immensely; it was another advancement in his Great Universe Art.
As the fourth wave of twenty-seven thunderbolt arcs came down, the star systems in Ding Huan's recognition sea suddenly collapsed.
Ding Huan was not frightened but elated, feeling the starry energies within his recognition sea. He was overjoyed in his heart.
With the Great Universe Art operating again, the starry energies that filled his recognition sea gathered easily, forming a primitive universe with one main star and twelve star systems.
Indeed:
“Accumulating into one universe, scattering into countless stars.”
This is the Great Universe Art he needs, and this is the recognition sea universe he can control.
Suddenly, a mass of spiritual rain appeared, stabilizing Ding Huan's cultivation instantly.
Ding Huan stood up, letting out a long roar. He no longer needed to continue cultivating. He had broken through the Starry Sphere Realm and stepped into a new realm, Star Transformation.
It took nearly half a stick of incense to calm down from the excitement.
He looked at his own starry energy channels.
The two mediocre starry energy channels had been reduced to just a few tens of feet.
The two superior spiritual channels were also down to half.
What he consumed just now was not only the spiritual energy needed for his Star Transformation cultivation, but also the spiritual energy needed for his Great Universe Art to advance once again.
He didn't need to cultivate for a short period of time. Now, he needed to go out and find resources.
There are many starry energy channels here; they cannot be missed.
Ding Huan took out his communication bead, only to find a message from Tㄨo Wu Xin, and that the two were waiting for him outside.
Ding Huan took away all the excess spiritual channels and stepped up the steps.
This time, he didn't even need to look closely; a casual glance was enough to see the clear void steps.
His Great Waste Eye has finally taken shape, which will definitely be of great help to him.
"Old Pot, it's been nearly a month, and I feel increasingly uneasy. Let's go first." Moten said with some concern.
Hu Wu Xin sighed, knowing that waiting any longer would be futile, but he still said:
"We'll wait for one more day. One day later, if Ding Huan doesn't come, we'll leave in a hurry. Otherwise, we definitely can't escape the three of them."
"Old Pot, who are the three chasing after you?" Ding Huan's voice came in time.
Hu Wu Xin and Mo Zheng were both surprised and turned around to see Ding Huan, who had appeared behind them at some point.
"Ding Huan, your strength is becoming stronger and stronger. How did you come over just now? We didn't sense anything." Mo Zheng was excitedly saying.
Ding Huan smiled and said:
"A bit of good fortune, that's all. My strength has risen to a new level. You mentioned someone was chasing after you? Who is it? Did you rob their den?"
Mo Zheng anxiously said:
"Mo Zheng hurriedly said, "Myself and Old Pot discovered two supreme spiritual channels and an iron drum. We took away the spiritual channels, and the iron drum we were planning to dig out and give to you."
We didn't expect three guys to show up at this time. They were very strong, and we didn't have time to take the iron drum, so we quickly transmitted here."
"Are they two men and one woman? Their cultivation levels are all True God Realm?" Ding Huan asked.
"How do you know?" Hu Wu Xin asked in surprise.
Even Mo Zheng dared not believe it as he looked at Ding Huan, as they had not yet mentioned who was pursuing them.
Ding Huan helplessly said:
"I saw them."
"Brave, to stay here and wait for us. On account of your bravery, the Proser Storage decides to spare your dog lives."
Hu Wu Xin's back suddenly beaded with sweat. He was still planning to wait another day, but he didn't expect them to show up so quickly.
Ding Huan saw that the speaker was a chubby guy with an infant face.
With the chubby guy came another man and a woman, who looked like a matched pair. The man was handsome and dashing, while the woman was extremely beautiful, as if she had walked down from a painting.
Interestingly, all three of them were carrying swords.
This was similar to him carrying an iron pot.
He carried the iron pot because he couldn't fit it into a ring.
These three people carrying swords, purely for the sake of showing off?
He would have to refine that iron pot in seclusion after dealing with these three guys.
Currently, his control over the universe in his recognition sea was as effortless as it was his own world to master.
With this level of cultivation, there should be no problem refining a pot in theory.
"Ding Huan, if I'm not mistaken, these three guys should be the existence of one of the top ten True Gods in the flying realm, and they all come from Tian Dao Sect."
Hu Wu Xin said seriously.
Hu Wu Xin and Mo Zheng were both standing behind Ding Huan.
The three stopped in front of Ding Huan and his companions. The fat guy at the beginning said a provocative sentence, while the other man and woman didn't say anything but eyed Ding Huan.
Hu Wu Xin and Mo Zheng, upon a glance, saw that they were not True God-level cultivators and didn't take them seriously at all.
With their current strength, any one of them could easily defeat the combined efforts of Hu Wu Xin and Mo Zheng.
It was Ding Huan, however, that they couldn't gauge his strength.
On the surface, it seemed as though Ding Huan's strength was even less than Foundation Establishment level.
They were sure that was absolutely impossible. But upon closer inspection, Ding Huan seemed like an endless universe, deep and profound beyond measure.
This made the three hesitant to make the first move.
Ding Huan didn't make a move either. This was his territory; anyone who dared to start a fight here would be at a disadvantage, not just these True God cultivators, but even if a Demigod appeared, they would have to tread carefully.
This place was a seven-level entrapment array that he had set up. A True God realm cultivator meant nothing.
"From Tian Dao Sect, Gao Lianghui, Lady Luo Feixian, and Proser Storage, we pay our respects to the esteemed cultivator. May we know your name?"
Gao Lianghui felt a little unsure of Ding Huan's strength for a moment and voluntarily bowed his hand and said, "Greetings, honored cultivator. May we know your name?"
His outward demeanor gave the impression of overwhelming arrogance, but it depended on who he was facing.
If he were facing someone like Hu Wu Xin and Mo Zheng, his previous arrogance was nothing at all.
In his eyes, there were only two types of people: those who were stronger than him, and those who were weaker than him, like insects.
Hu Wu Xin and Mo Zheng were the sort of existence he considered to be insects.
"Ding Huan," Ding Huan said calmly without making the first move.
"Master, these two friends of mine have taken away my precious spiritual channels. If they don't hand them over, we'll leave."
Gao Lianghui felt Ding Huan's cold demeanor and also let his tone grow cold.
They could not discern Ding Huan's strength, but what of it?
As long as Ding Huan was not a demigod, they had the ability to control him.
Even if Ding Huan was a true demigod, they wouldn't be afraid to face three of them together.
The Ten True Gods of the Flying Realm aren't just talk.
Many people who had died at the hands of these True Gods were not just a couple of them.
