Chapter 1284: Sword Sweeps the Dayang Dayang Tianchi, Scouring Away the Great Power's Spell Remnants

Jiang Ding lay sprawled on the sofa at home, watching TV.

What was in front of him was still a flat-screen television, unchanged in the slightest despite the great technological explosion and widespread adoption that the immortal sects had undergone over the past several thousand years.

How should one put it?

In the eyes of their generation, "watching TV" only counted as watching TV when one sat on a sofa with a flat-screen TV in front of them.

Being immersed in a holographic projection might offer a better viewing experience, but it was no longer the ancient human activity of "watching TV" — it was something else entirely.

At least, that was how it was in the eyes of their generation.

Of course, what was playing on the TV was absolutely not a romance drama, nor the news that middle-aged and elderly cultivators liked to watch, but rather an Animal World documentary favored by the new generation of youngsters. Currently airing was a segment on a creature called the Lantern Spirit Fish, found in the Jiao Jiao Mingyu's Vast Sea Minor Realm belonging to the Qingmuxian Sect.

"Now is the breeding season. The Lantern Spirit Fish have gathered in swarms and come to the Crimson Flame Sea, where they can easily find the other half of their hearts…"

The rich, mellow voice of the narrator made Jiang Ding's whole body relax.

On the coffee table in front of him sat a bowl of iced watermelon, a plate of strawberries, and a bonsai-shaped Taiqing Flying Sword — on her roots were also a few strawberries and ice cubes.

Of course, she didn't eat them; it was just for the ritual feel.

At home right now, Jiang Ding was the only one present.

Lin Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan had gone together to attend classes at the Xiandu Sword Hall Group Private University, and along the way to visit the No. 1 Administrative Avatar and tour the Deputy Executive Office of the Immortal Sects.

The two of them had gone through the bidirectional spatial portal Jiang Ding had installed for them — very convenient, basically just a step away.

Therefore, in the evening the two of them would come back for dinner.

Jiang Ding watched TV for a while. After the Animal World episode finished, he turned off the TV, returned to his room, closed the door, and the Taiqing Flying Sword followed along like a little tail.

His vision blurred slightly, and space shifted.

Here, light blazed in endless splendor, the Great Sun Destruction Sword Intent filled all directions, annihilating heaven and earth, all living beings. The surroundings stretched ninety thousand kilometers across — larger than many planets — a Refinement Void War Fortress of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, inherited from the supreme treasure of the Upper Realm's Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm.

This was the cultivation ground of the contemporary Great Sun Sword Son.

Jiang Ding strolled slowly to the edge of the Dayang Dayang Tianchi and gazed at the vast, emerald-green sea of trees. All manner of plants grew thickly within, brimming with vitality — so much so that it was abnormal. Every animal in the forest had been devoured, including mosquitoes, insects, snakes, and ants.

The whole thing was simply an ocean of Taiyi Taiyi Qingmu Qi!

This was one of the battlefield relics left behind from the battle that destroyed the Great Sun Sword Pavilion in years past, when the Jiudaxian Sect annihilated the Great Sun Sword Pavilion — traces left by a great power's spell of the Qingmuxian Sect. Even after nearly ten thousand years, there was still no sign of it dissipating naturally.

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Compared to the past, these traces are no longer something distant, unreachable, and incomprehensible."

"History truly does keep developing…"

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

Clang!

He drew his sword and slashed out with one strike.

Heaven and earth subtly froze, went still, became a picture.

Only six great orders remained flowing within: Destruction, Prohibition, Annihilation, Aberration, Yuan Magnetism, and Sword Dao. The six orders linked end to end like an Ouroboros ring, flowing eternally, undying and indestructible, amplifying one another level upon level — completely beyond the common sense between cultivators.

This mutual amplification of the six paths of reincarnation gave the orders the power of rules!

Whoosh!

A streak of sword light from among the six orders sliced straight across the vast emerald sea of trees, carving a sword scar tens of thousands of kilometers long, tracing a winding arc. Every point where the blade landed was the weakest spot in the life rules of the Taiyi Taiyi Qingmu — precise and elegant.

The tens of thousands of kilometers of vast tree sea subtly stagnated.

Then, with a roar, it collapsed.

A blank corridor tens of thousands of kilometers long appeared in the sea of trees. For a long while, the tree sea did not spread back over it, leaving a place bathed in Great Sun radiance, free of any impurity.

"This place can probably only be used for sword practice for a few hundred more years, and then it will completely dissipate."

Jiang Ding felt a little regret.

On days without enemies, he passed the time by cleaving through these spell remnants left behind by the Jiudaxian Sect, tempering his swordsmanship and adjusting its structure. The thought that once these were used up he would have to practice his sword against dead targets filled Jiang Ding with a certain despair.

"Let's go take a look at the Immortal Sects' spell remnants."

Jiang Ding's figure flashed, and he arrived at a stretch of heaven and earth that likewise held much radiance, yet was utterly unlike the Dayang Dayang Tianchi.

The sky here was one of destruction, the cloud layers choked with radioactive dust. On the ground lay many charred, misshapen corpses, their expressions twisted in agony as they gazed at the sky, their bodies frozen in place — eerie and terrifying to behold.

Jiang Ding had arrived here.

The surrounding powers of aberration and destruction rules did not actively attack him. The occasional stray ripple of chaotic force could not cause him any harm whatsoever at his current level.

The collective will of the citizens lingered within, and would not actively harm citizens.

"Come on…"

Jiang Ding took out the Taiqing Flying Sword and let her rise into the sky.

Heaven and earth churned, kicking up a radioactive storm. Countless strands of aberrant and destructive radiation were violently drawn in by the Taiqing Flying Sword, used as nourishment for her own advancement. These radiation auras were of great importance to the metamorphosis of the Taiqing Flying Sword's Destruction, Aberration, Prohibition, and Spell-Breaking orders — excellent supplementary material for sword-forging.

Unknowingly, several years passed.

All the radiation auras within a range of tens of thousands of kilometers were completely drawn in. This stretch of heaven and earth was thoroughly purified, and

the will of the Dayang Dayang Tianchi could now spread over unimpeded, the recovery speed greatly accelerated, and the produce would likewise increase.

"Nothing left."

"This was a radiation relic created back then with the full national strength of the Immortal Sects — very valuable."

Jiang Ding picked up the Taiqing Flying Sword, ignoring the little tentacles that appeared and vanished one after another on the blade, and carefully sensed the metamorphosis of the order power within.

"In about three hundred years, the third Great Sun Rule Divine Prohibition will take shape."

"At the same time, the Aberration Order within the flying sword will metamorphose into an Aberration Rule. The Aberration Order has surged ahead from behind, surpassing the Yuan Magnetism Rule — not bad, not bad."

He said, somewhat satisfied.

"By then, I should have a Dao-level Order, though only in theory."

"I need to kill a Refinement Void cultivator for it to be a true Dao-level Order — otherwise theory remains just theory… Of course, this sovereign is so innocent and kind-hearted that he would naturally not strike someone down for no reason. That's something those sword lunatics of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion did."

"This sovereign has always merely acted on Heaven's behalf, only slaying the wicked."

"Nothing else, bro, I'm just too kind-hearted and hot-blooded, can't bear to see the suffering of the world."

Jiang Ding Zi murmured.

He collected the Taiqing Flying Sword, returned to the Sun Abyss, sat cross-legged, and continued to inhale and exhale the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth and the essence of the great sun, cultivating slowly, accumulating magic power, transforming toward the peak realm of Soul Transformation.

It was estimated that in another three thousand years he would be able to break through to the peak of Soul Transformation.

At that time, he would surely be able to break through to Refining Void in a single thought, without any difficulty; Refining Void was no harder to him than a breath.

However, he might be unwilling to settle for that.

Because his foundation was not one above Dao Merging!

If he didn't want to spend dozens or hundreds of times the cost later to make up for it—still dependent on chance and luck—he had to, at this Soul Transformation stage, make his foundation comparable to, or close to, that of a Dao Child of a Jiang Jiang Jinxian-level faction.

Otherwise, the already slim, dream-like chance of becoming an immortal would be weakened considerably.

And the method to mend the foundation was also very simple.

Beat to death a disciple of a Jiang Jiang Jinxian-level faction, one ranked below the Dao Child, so that his swordsmanship and sword soul could break through.

Then use the breakthrough in swordsmanship, order, and sword soul to mend his magic power and divine sense foundation, making his magic power and divine sense more condensed and more stable—even without a breakthrough in his Gong Fa, he could still achieve it.

That's all, just that simple.

(End of this chapter)