Chapter 1079: Chong Chong Guang Zi Receives the Highest Level of Respect

Jiang Ding's gaze settled on Chong Chong Guang Zi, carrying a scrutinizing weight.

The Master Shuoyang Destruction Sword Intent unfurled, filling the star river, sweeping the four directions—it could be seen that Chong Chong Guang Zi's attainments in concealment arts were an utter mess, his true and false forms easily seen through.

"Nascent Soul peak realm."

"Completed a thousand-year slumber, the Sword Realm space developed to a flourishing state, yet failed to birth the power of order, surpassing me by a little… only a little. Without the Mysterious Yellow Primordial Mother Qi, unable to hold dominion over a Minor Thousand World during growth, and without the life-and-death battles of a Dao Child… all such things, even after a thousand-year slumber, are useless."

"Soul and divine sense… far weaker than mine."

"Magic power, half a tier stronger than me."

"Flying swords, far inferior to mine, only barely reaching the threshold of a quasi-Emperor weapon."

"Overall, setting aside subjective performance, your strength differs from mine by quite a margin."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, a look of disappointment on his face.

Stunted development is stunted development.

One has an entire realm hegemon as backing, the other has nothing—even if the storage magic treasure holds the final legacy of the Master Shuoyang Sword Pavilion, it is useless.

Chong Chong Guang Zi fell silent.

This was fact.

So much so that, facing a single Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, he could not slay him and was sealed for a thousand years.

"Your name?"

Chong Chong Guang Zi asked the same.

"Jiang Ding."

"Jiang Ding Zi,"

Chong Chong Guang Zi sighed: "Just now, when I planned to see you, I intended to hand over the complete Master Shuoyang inheritance I hold to you, then have a life-and-death battle."

"Victor lives, loser dies."

"This is the pride every generation of Master Shuoyang Sword Child should possess—the confidence of being unrivaled among peers beneath the heavens."

"And now?"

Jiang Ding smiled faintly.

He felt not the slightest hint of disappointment.

The Great Dao must be developed and seized by oneself; one should never pin hopes on an opponent's mercy.

"Now?"

"Now, I no longer possess such confidence."

Chong Chong Guang Zi gave a bitter smile: "One is a down-and-out loose cultivator, the other is a Dao Child painstakingly cultivated by a realm hegemon—this is not fair to me. I should not possess such pride."

"Therefore, the advantage that belongs to me can no longer be lost."

"Unless our strengths draw close, on that day I will give you the full inheritance."

"What do you mean?"

"You're going to run?"

Jiang Ding's expression darkened, an ominous premonition stirring in his heart: "Won't your Sword Heart be damaged?"

"Damaged?"

"Why would it be damaged?"

Chong Chong Guang Zi laughed freely: "The Sword Pavilion's Master Shuoyang

Sword Children often run from enemies too—when they can't win, they run. Only battles that can guarantee their breakthrough will they fight to the death, not throw their lives away."

"If a pure-blooded True Phoenix of the same realm came, would you run?"

"This lord is merely a down-and-out loose cultivator, so why wouldn't I run?"

"Hahaha…"

Chong Chong Guang Zi laughed aloud.

His body merged with his sword, transforming into a blazing, resplendent great sun, carrying the unique scorching and destructive aura of the Master Shuoyang Sword Pavilion, fleeing madly into the depths of the realm's starry sky—ten thousand li in an instant.

He had gone mad.

The dead-still starry sky is no kind place; without a Minor Thousand World to set foot on, a Soul Transformation cultivator would surely die.

"Run?"

Jiang Ding's expression was calm.

Clang!

He drew his sword.

Boom!

A blazing, incomparably resplendent great sun bloomed in the starry sky, its light illuminating the myriad heavens' star rivers—destruction, law-prohibition, distortion, ruin, a terrifying scorching aura shrouding the four directions.

The blue-robed youth's body merged into the blazing great sun, causing the sword-light's might to surge several times over, pressing down upon the great sun fleeing madly at the horizon!

They completely ignored Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun.

Two great suns, one ahead and one behind, chased each other through the starry sky.

Both were incomparably swift, nearly matching the speed of light—even in the eyes of Soul Transformation cultivators they were two streaks of radiance, impossible to discern clearly, not even the divine sense of a Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun could manage it.

However,

Even light has the difference between moonlight and a grain's light.

Anyone with eyes could see that the leading great sun was very fast, surpassing a peak Soul Transformation cultivator by who knew how much, already exceeding the imaginative limits of many Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun.

But the great sun behind, carrying destruction and distortion, was even faster!

In the blink of an eye, the two great suns—one ahead, one behind—converged, collided, nearly overlapping into one, like a solar flare erupting, a brilliance at its peak illuminating the world.

Boom!

It was not a sound transmitted through physical sound waves, but the collision of two different great suns, the will of destruction transmitted, heard by all beings, the terrifying explosion that arose within divine souls.

Even the hundreds of millions of beings in Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting's Cultivation World could clearly see the two great suns chasing and exploding.

In the dead silent starry sky, after a brief stalemate, it ended with the retreat of one purely destructive great sun.

The resplendent light faintly subsided.

Chong Chong Guang Zi's face turned deathly pale as he retreated explosively, nearly unable to withstand a direct strike.

Divine soul, flying sword, divine sense, sword intent, sword arts... with all these advantages stacked together, the Master Shuoyang Sword Child before him had strength that nearly exceeded his by an entire tier.

"Chong Chong Guang Zi."

"You're fleeing—"

Your mastery of escape and concealment is utterly terrible; even with equal strength, you cannot escape me."

Jiang Ding mocked.

"Bullshit!"

"What do you have to be proud of, you dwarf?"

Chong Chong Guang Zi was somewhat furious: "Your flying sword has fused at least three Dao Children's Ben Ming Fa treasures, one of which must be the Shadow Demon Abyss Dao Child's Ben Ming Fa treasure!"

"How could the two of us possibly be the same?!!"

"Dwarf?"

Jiang Ding's smile faded, his tone icy.

"You truly do not know this Monarch's lifespan as a Void Refinement lifeform—no, a True Immortal-grade lifeform whelp."

Hum!

In the starry sky, space churned like waves, rolling, blooming outward with a powerful and terrifying aura.

"This is..."

Chong Chong Guang Zi's expression changed.

Within the churning space, a silver-white stellar mothership over thirty kilometers in size rose from deep space, then one after another aerospace warships and aerospace fighters spread out in all directions, and Dai Sen sword-shaped drones spread outward.

Master Shuoyang Unmanned Stellar Special Group Army!

Among them, seventeen thousand four hundred and ninety-six warships and fighters of various types, and thirty-six thousand Dai Sen mirror drones!

Dense clusters of warships and fighters of every type spread across ten thousand li of starry sky, with strands of chaotic, hazy military formation runes interweaving, like a stellar deity awakening, blooming outward with an extremely terrifying aura.

Realm Hegemon,

The military formation of the strongest Realm Hegemon!

A ultimate technique right from the start!

This exiled Sword Child of the Master Shuoyang Sword Pavilion had received the highest level of respect.

"This..."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's gaze began to show fear, no longer viewing the later Master Shuoyang Sword Child as an opponent of the same tier.

"Damned dwarf!"

"Do you have even a shred of sword cultivator's self-respect?"

Chong Chong Guang Zi was utterly despairing in his heart, cursing furiously: "In a sword cultivator's duel, how can you use the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect's fleet? Why has your sword heart not yet shattered?"

"Have you no shame?"

His divine soul was extremely keen.

Within that terrifying Eastern Extreme Demon Sect military formation, he faintly glimpsed the existence of Order Power.

Order Power!

This was the power of Quasi-Void Refinement tier, Quasi-Emperor grade!

Apart from Chong Chong Guang Zi in his final moments, which Master Shuoyang Sword Child through the ages could withstand such power?

"This is the sword sheath."

"Chong Chong Guang Zi, how much could you possibly know of the Master Shuoyang Sword Dao?"

Jiang Ding wore a gentle smile on his face.

Draw sword.

Boom!

At the instant Jiang Ding drew his sword, countless aerospace warships and aerospace

fighters' cannons roared, blasting out strands of resplendent, sun-like light pillars; countless strands of resplendent light flickered, yet did not fire outward—instead, they all converged within the Taiqing Flying Sword, and in an instant formed a flare more resplendent than the sun itself.

Beneath that solar flare, the cosmic star rivers suddenly became dim and lightless; even the myriad celestial stars dimmed, all light devoured.

"Chong Chong Guang Zi, receive my sword."

Jiang Ding growled lowly.

The steel fleet's military formation operated; countless solar light pillars converged, revolving endlessly around the sword body, shrinking ceaselessly, ceaselessly shrinking, transforming into a solar destruction flare more dazzling than the sun itself, locking onto the exiled Sword Child of the Master Shuoyang Sword Pavilion with violent, ruinous, law-breaking killing intent, and blasting toward him.

At this moment, there was no longer any space for escape.

Because this was a solar flare—an existence akin to Order Power!

"Kill!"

At such a critical juncture, Chong Chong Guang Zi roared.

He ignited his essence blood and divine soul, converging them into strands of thread-like, resplendently brilliant sword radiance, like true rays of sunlight, like a Solar Star Lord descending to the mortal world, manipulating threads of light.

Strand after strand of straight solar radiance converged together, arranged neatly, forming a Solar Sword.

Infinite Light Sword!

This sword was the pinnacle work of Chong Chong Guang Zi's two thousand years of cultivation life, nearly touching upon Order Power; even within the Xian Gao Jie, it was among the most top-tier Soul Transformation sword arts, having reached the ultimate extreme in the way of the sword.

Such a Solar Sword arrived in an instant, reaching before the solar flare, containing endless destructive aura, seeking to pierce through and annihilate the solar flare converged from countless main cannons of hundreds of millions of stellar warships.

The two made true contact.

Sizzle…

A soft sound, a wisp of green smoke.

The Sun Sword forged by the Infinite Light Sword melted instantly upon touching the solar flare—helpless, utterly feeble, unable to even deflect the solar flare's path, only causing slight ripples.

Then, nothing more.

The solar flare is a quasi-Emperor-level force!

Below the quasi-Emperor, no matter how brilliant a prodigy, no matter how invincible in Hua Shen Qi, without equal power, one is merely a helpless weakling!

Clang!

A great sun flying sword, its spiritual light dimmed and riddled with cracks, was blasted away.

"Puff!"

Chong Chong Guang Zi spat blood and reeled backward, his skin and skull cracking as if about to shatter from the violent backlash.

Yet the Taiqing Flying Sword, forged from the combined firepower of countless starfleet cannons and charged with the solar flare's might, showed no sign of slowing—it accelerated again, engulfing Chong Chong Guang Zi.

"No…"

Chong Chong Guang Zi's face revealed a trace of despair.

He still had many trump cards.

Such as the Black Swordbearer inheritance, the sword talisman of the last Master Shuoyang Sword Master, Zou Zou Xiyuan, and several Void Refining-tier talismans hoarded by the Sword Pavilion—all left behind by past Master Shuoyang Sword Masters. Even a Void Refining cultivator personally hunting him might not kill him; his reserves were too deep.

Yet!

These sword talismans, these trump cards, shared one common trait: none could be used in the Sacred Blood Duel of a Master Shuoyang Sword Disciple!

Not even against another Master Shuoyang Sword Disciple, nor against any Foundation Establishment or Soul Transformation cultivator—these talismans were forbidden.

The Master Shuoyang Sword Pavilion's greatest hope for a weak Master Shuoyang Sword Disciple was—

To let him die as quickly as possible!

"Chong Chong Guang Zi, the exiled Master Shuoyang Sword Disciple of the Master Shuoyang Sword Pavilion, you have stolen my complete Master Shuoyang inheritance for too long…"

Jiang Ding murmured.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

"Zou Ping'an!"

"You're looking for death!"

Jiang Ding erupted in fury.

Boom!

The combined power of countless starfleet cannon strikes converged upon the Taiqing Flying Sword, forming the Solar Flare Sword that struck Chong Chong Guang Zi—but did not reduce him to ash or obliterate his soul.

Suddenly, a radiant incense divine court appeared beneath the Solar Flare Sword.

The Solar Flare Sword slashed down, denting the incense divine court deeply.

Yet it remained unharmed, unbroken.

For this was a Void Refining-tier incense fortress!

A survival technique given by the last Master Shuoyang Sword Master, Zou Zou Xiyuan, to his son—a Void Refining-tier incense divine court modeled after the Master Shuoyang Dayang Tianchi!

"Sword Disciple…"

Inside the incense divine court, Zou Ping'an's face showed a sigh of sorrow.

He knew he had once again angered the strongest Master Shuoyang Sword Disciple.

But he had no choice—Chong Chong Guang Zi was already the best Master Shuoyang Sword Disciple he could find; he couldn't let him die, or he'd have no one left to cling to in the future.

Shhh!

Two beams of light burst from the incense divine court, enveloping Chong Chong Guang Zi and Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, then fled swiftly, vanishing into the starry void—escaping instantly from the enraged Master Shuoyang Sword Disciple Jiang Ding Zi.