Chapter 1184

At the very instant those crimson flesh fragments shattered.

Jiang Ding seemed to sense something; he cast his gaze into the distant cosmic starry void, and across tens of millions of li, he saw a scene.

In the cold starry void, upon a meteorite.

An old man with withered yellow hair, matted into clumps, lay on the ground. A golden, scorching flying sword had been driven down through his chest, pinning him firmly to the meteorite, leaving him utterly unable to move.

Yet, strangely, even so, it did not prevent him from converting spiritual energy from the void and chaos using a shred of his Void-Refining essence to replenish and repair himself.

This scene had persisted for over a thousand years!

This old man had been locked here for a millennium, unable to move an inch, day and night tormented by that terrifying, scorching, destructive sword intent; his soul and flesh burned, unable to live yet unable to die, wailing endlessly day and night, hatred driving him mad.

But at this moment, seemingly sensing some aura, the golden, scorching flying sword driven into the old man's chest slowly dissipated, crumbling into nothingness.

'My gift, I give it to you, Sword Disciple of the Sword Pavilion.'

In the void, the final whisper of such words echoed, a resonance of magic power from a thousand years past.

The wound on the old man's pierced chest healed in the blink of an eye.

"Roar!"

He stood up, his eyes blood-red and mad; after more than a thousand years of uninterrupted torment by the Great Sun's destructive sword intent, he had fallen into complete madness, resembling a beast far more than a human.

"Great Sun! Great Sun!"

"Great Sun!"

The old man in the blood-red robe shrieked miserably, as if sensing something, and transformed into a beam of frantic escape-light, flying toward the Minor Thousand Worlds; the blood-light, like a meteor, flashed through the cosmic starry void, speeding rapidly forward.

In that instant, all billions of living beings in the entire Minor Thousand Worlds felt a slight fear; the stronger their cultivation, the more obvious their perception. Among them, figures like the Great Love Canghai Tianjun and the Azure Cloud Canghai Tianjun had their expressions suddenly change, their bodies growing cold, trembling incessantly, sensing the arrival of some world-destroying heavenly calamity.

That terrifying blood-red meteor was the world-destroying heavenly calamity for the surface dwellers!

Under such power, all beings below the Void-Refining realm must die; there are no exceptions. Even wielding heavy treasures, one could not bridge the gap.

"Little Junior Uncle, this is..."

The Azure Cloud Canghai Tianjun could not help but ask.

"Merely a small matter."

"A gift from an elder to me."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly, rising from the Six Paths Wang Zuo for the first time, not as casually as before.

The dead Zou Zou Xiyuan was a good Zou Zou Xiyuan.

He would maintain respect for the founder of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, because the path opened by Zou Zou Xiyuan had benefited him throughout his life; thus, he would treat him with the courtesy due to an elder.

"Daoist Han,"

"You,"

"have done very well. You have worked hard."

Jiang Ding offered a slight praise.

This was not sarcasm; it was sincere.

Han Lin's strength was formidable. For some unknown reason, he had now cultivated to the peak of the mid-stage Soul Transformation, appearing on the verge of breaking through to the late stage; his power surpassed that of Mu Mu Tianxue, the innate Dao Body.

The specific reason was unknown; Jiang Ding had no intention of prying into others' privacy or opportunities, but made this judgment based on his keen combat instinct.

Then, why did Han Lin not cooperate with Gong Gong Caiyu to purge the Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting, inside and out?

In situations not involving his own life-threatening danger, he ought to have been quite willing to do so; this person's moral character was not top-tier, but consistently above average.

Because Han Lin had sensed danger.

From the Great Love Canghai Tianjun.

On this Canghai Tianjun, he had sensed immense danger; these years had been spent in stalemate, even neglecting figures like the Hundred Poisons Canghai Tianjun, unable to spare much attention.

This was somewhat strange.

The Great Love Canghai Tianjun had always been renowned throughout the world for benevolence and great love, always Respected and Esteemed, revered by countless cultivators; Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting had not violated a single rule, not even a minor one, yet Han Lin was so wary of him.

"Merely fulfilling my duty; I have not done too much, achieving nothing."

Han Lin shook his head.

"Canghai Tianjun,"

the Great Love Canghai Tianjun said respectfully, "Shall we go forth to meet the enemy?"

He appeared completely submissive; even before such a terrifying enemy, he was willing to go into battle, daring not to shirk or retreat.

"No need."

"It suffices that Great Love Daoist has the heart."

Jiang Ding smiled warmly.

He rose, his figure hazy, disappearing within the Black Demon Palace; in the next instant, he appeared within the boundary wall, speeding rapidly toward the blood-red meteor in the distant starry void.

In the dead silence of the starry void, surrounding meteorites and the nether gale winds rushed backward rapidly, causing the young man's green robe to flutter loudly.

"Great Love..."

Jiang Ding whispered in his heart.

On this person, his perception was even clearer than Han Lin's; there was a trace of danger, extremely faint yet truly present, which was surprising even for him now.

However, this person had not violated Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting's rules, not even a hair's breadth.

How to strike?

Must he violate the bottom line of his own Dao heart?

That was impossible.

Throughout his journey, Jiang Ding had laughed and raged, treating heavenly tribulations and heart demons as toys to be played with at will; he had even deliberately opened his Dao heart to accept heart demons, using them to find and fill gaps in his own Dao heart, possessing extreme confidence.

Why possess such confidence?

It was because, throughout his journey, regardless of the size of the matter, he had always had a clear conscience, never

He had never done anything that shook his Dao heart, never done anything that violated his own principles, walking the great Dao with an open and upright heart.

Could a single Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun cause him to violate his own principles?

That won't do.

"This is the great peril of accepting the heroes of the world…"

Jiang Ding thought quietly in his heart.

This is the risk.

What is the opportunity?

It is that the entire Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting immortal Dao industrial system, because of Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's appearance, has improved its efficiency by at least fifty percent, especially in alchemy and artifact-forging — this person can be called a master-class figure.

Some of Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting's breakthrough achievements in the immortal Dao science and technology of alchemy and artifact-forging can even promote the progress of immortal gate immortal Dao science, an important harvest beyond the taxation of heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and spirit stones that cannot be ignored.

Now, after Jiang Ding has extracted most of the tax surplus from the entire Minor Thousand Worlds, it can still support ten Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun, allowing their cultivation to continue.

Among this, Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's role is enormously great — he is like a super dairy cow, and as long as he is willing to work for you, the productive force he erupts with is terrifyingly formidable.

This is the two-sided nature of accepting the heroes of the world.

There is great risk, there is great opportunity — in this world there does not exist a thing that is entirely good with no drawbacks whatsoever.

While pondering, the surrounding nether-gale ocean currents receded.

A resplendent, blazing escape light and a terrifying, blood-red blood light, like two meteors in the heavens and earth colliding together — as they drew near, that blood light actually hesitated and began retreating backward.

This is the self-awareness of a law cultivator; even in a frenzied state, instinct begins to revive, unwilling to get too close to the opponent.

"Senior, a thousand years later, we meet again."

Jiang Ding, unlike his opponent who was frenzied, greeted him: "You've recovered quite a bit, much stronger than before — this is good, and pleasing to see."

The Ten-Thousand-Li Great Sun Destruction Sword Domain slowly unfolded, filling the heavens, earth, and star river.