Chapter 1325: Four Thousand Years Later, You Insult This Lord Again

During the decades that the envoy of the Profound Heaven Sect recovered from his injuries, the Leiyan Domain remained calm and peaceful, with no major events occurring.

Even the fierce offensive and defensive battles between the Blood Lake Bone Mountain and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect instantly ceased; no True Sect cultivator dared to provoke a war under the eyes of the Profound Heaven Sect envoy.

Influenced by the two True Sects, numerous scattered cultivators also became extremely cautious, and the Leiyan Domain rarely entered a state of peace.

In the Mire Demon City.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes within the emerald palace.

He had finished his second cultivation of the "Sun Sacrifice Sword Art," gaining great benefits; he estimated that within another hundred years, the fourth Sun Rule Divine Seal would be born, and the Taqing Flying Sword would become a Medium-Grade Space Treasure, with its sharpness further enhanced.

In the refinement of Space Treasures that often spans thousands of years, the Taqing Flying Sword, measured in centuries, added a rule divine seal; this speed was truly terrifyingly abnormal.

Not only was the refinement speed extraordinary, but Jiang Ding's divine soul and the material of the Taqing Flying Sword also underwent subtle yet fundamental changes.

This could be called a miracle, a miracle caused by the Profound Heaven Sect's immortal Dao inheritance.

And a price also existed.

"I can cultivate one more time, and I will go bankrupt..."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

Wealth accumulated over thousands of years, belonging to one of the richest individuals among the Dao-Union level powers, was exhausted in just a few hundred years of such cultivation; who knows how many Minor Thousand Worlds' accumulations over thousands of years were all used up.

Even describing this terrifying expenditure as wealth melting like ice and snow was insufficient.

This is the foundation above the Dao-Union realm.

And besides material consumption, due to the lack of assistance from the Yin Sword Disciple, even more terrifying heart demons accumulated in his heart, causing Jiang Ding's eyes to begin turning a searing white color, the same searing white as the Taqing Flying Sword in its critical state.

His entire being began to become extremely unstable, on the verge of being swallowed by his own heart demons.

"I can still endure myself for another two hundred and thirty-seven years."

Jiang Ding said coldly.

"Adding the reserved reaction time... at most two hundred years. If the Guanglei Canghai Tianjun does not appear, I must begin my sword-duel journey. As long as in the Lower Domains, all places where no Dao-Union Divine Lords exist, all humans, demons, and cultivators who can be called evil according to the Immortal Sect laws,"

"must die!"

This journey would surely be one of nine deaths and one life.

Not everyone is a sword cultivator pursuing a battle within the same realm; if they discover they cannot defeat an opponent, they will surely introduce forces above the Void Refinement realm.

At that time, if one does not escape fast enough, or if one's luck is not good enough, one will surely die.

"Haste!"

Jiang Ding cast a series of divine seals onto himself, causing his body to become hazy and indistinct.

This was a self-sealing technique from the Immortal Sects, which he had modified to some extent with the sword Dao.

Without this technique, he would not have two hundred years of buffer time; he would go mad right now, needing the blood of a strong enemy to calm down, otherwise he would self-detonate and perish.

After an unknown amount of time, the agitated heart demons were gradually sealed.

Jiang Ding returned to normal.

He knew this was merely quenching thirst with poison; like a volcano, the more it is suppressed, the more violent the final eruption will be, and the greater the destructiveness.

But he had no choice.

Jiang Ding extended his divine sense, beginning to receive various information from the Mire Demon City, especially intelligence regarding the envoy of the Profound Heaven Artifact Sect.

From the envoy of the Profound Heaven Artifact Sect, there were the "Sun Sacrifice Sword Art" sword-refining materials he needed; for him, this was extremely important, concerning over a thousand years of future cultivation.

In this regard, no information was obtained.

The envoy of the Mire Demon City did not meet the envoy of the Profound Heaven Artifact Sect; they only met an inner sect disciple of the Profound Heaven Artifact Sect, a Soul Transformation cultivator, who took the gift and sent them away.

However, another piece of information attracted his attention.

"The number of missing Soul Transformation cultivators, Nascent Soul cultivators, and Jin Dan cultivators in the Mire Demon City has increased; within twenty years, nineteen Soul Transformation cultivators have gone missing, thousands of Nascent Soul cultivators, and even more Jin Dan cultivators..."

Jiang Ding looked at this intelligence, falling into deep thought.

The Mire Demon City was not a sect power; control over the cultivators within was not strict; in fact, it was merely a center where commerce gathered. Coupled with the inherent chaos of scattered cultivators and killing to seize treasures, cultivators going missing was a very common occurrence; most of the missing people were dead.

The remaining reasons were varied: falling into some trap, or simply changing one's identity, or leaving the Mire Demon City to develop elsewhere... all sorts of reasons existed; cultivators going missing in the Mire Demon City was a very common occurrence.

But in recent decades, the number of missing people was truly too great!

The people of the Mire Demon City were in a state of panic; commerce fell into a stagnant state, and various taxes were reduced.

As long as Jiang Ding was not blind, he would not ignore this situation.

"Has the Blood Lake Bone Mountain gone mad?"

"Coming to my place to cause trouble."

Jiang Ding frowned.

This matter actually held no mystery; it was done by the Blood Lake Bone Mountain.

Only they had a craving for large numbers of living cultivators; in the past, in their territory, in the territory of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, such things happened from time to time; it was already common knowledge.

In the past, an understanding existed between the Blood Lake Bone Mountain and the Mire Demon City; generally, they would not take action within the lands of the Mire Demon City.

After all, the Mire True Venerable was all alone, a lone individual; if he were to throw caution to the wind and specifically target the young ones of the Blood Lake Bone Mountain, he could completely make the Blood Lake Bone Mountain pay a price several times or even dozens of times greater; it would be completely not worth the cost.

This understanding, in recent decades, was completely

broken.

"Damn it!"

"Old thief of the Blood Lake, you are too presumptuous!"

Jiang Ding erupted in rage.

"When this Lord was young, your old thing's avatar beat me; now, although this Lord is still young, a cub of beings above the Dao-Union realm, more than four thousand years have passed, and you still want to bully me!"

"Do you want to die so badly..."

Bloodlight in Jiang Ding's twin pupils surged several feet, piercing the void, shattering rules; the wild heart demons he had just sealed surged like a tidal wave again, wanting to swallow everything and kill everything.

He could barely control himself; he was about to rise up violently, charge into the Blood Lake Bone Mountain, drag out the Blood Lake True Venerable, and chop him into dozens of pieces with his sword.

"Calm!"

"The envoy of the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong is there; it is not yet the right time to act. Calm..."

Jiang Ding took a deep breath, then another.

Without needing to think, the sudden breaking of the tacit agreement by the Blood Lake and Corpse Bone Mountain must be related to the envoy of the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong; for some reason, the Blood Lake and Corpse Bone Mountain's demand for the divine souls and physical bodies of high-level cultivators had increased drastically.

As expected, the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong and the Badaxian Sect share the same origin; although they bear the character 'Immortal' in their names and claim to be the Righteous Path, they are nothing like what they claim to be.

None of them are good things!

"The Upper Realm is defiled."

"The Upper Realm needs my cleansing; these insects are entirely a calamity. The sentient beings of the Great Thousand World do not need them..."

Jiang Ding calmed his heart.

He silently cultivated, comprehending the slow qualitative transformation of the Sun Sacrifice Sword Art upon his divine soul and flying sword; the Materialist Sun Sword Soul spread out, suppressing the heart demons that constantly sprouted like weeds in the lake of his heart.

He cultivated quietly.

Several years later, a message arrived from the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect.

The envoy of the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong, the Mountain-Cutting True Venerable, hosted a banquet at the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, inviting all Daoist friends of the Thunder Flame Domain to discuss the mysteries of the Dao, speak of the past and present, and requested that Daoist friends from all directions graciously attend.