Chapter 1386

In a flash of teleportation light, the nine sect delegations of the Nine Spirit Realm vanished.

Jiang Ding carefully sensed every detail of the ultra-long-range teleportation; spatial rules flowed around him, transforming him into another state, passing through countless nodes, where everywhere around him were silk-like unknown substances, carrying him to a distant place.

After an unknown length of time, the surrounding light gradually faded.

A brand-new realm appeared before everyone—a middle-sized world still forming, without up or down, without heaven or earth, without sun or moon, without life; countless rules entangled together in chaotic disorder, a primordial chaos.

Jiang Ding arrived in this chaotic world.

"This world contains rare heavenly treasures that enhance the power of order."

Jiang Ding suddenly said.

This is the depth of power that a Dao-Union force holds over a Void-Refining force.

Treasures capable of enhancing order power have never appeared in the Nine Spirit Realm, but for the Nine Xian Sects of the Ancient God Realm, they seem to be something passed down through generations—this is the gap.

"Really?"

"Their introduction to us didn't mention these things; this Yin-Yang Void World was already harvested by them three thousand years ago."

Tianji Candidate Daozi hesitated.

"There truly are some."

"This is the location I sensed. If you have time, you may go and check."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly and casually tossed a jade slip to the few of them—information he had sensed from his Material Sun Sword Soul.

"Hurry up and grow stronger, fellow Daoists. We've been old friends for years, yet now you're so dull—it's truly unappealing."

"Past bonds should not be forgotten."

He sighed, hoping.

Such heavenly treasures that enhance order power are useless to him—that was the judgment of his Material Sun Sword Soul.

His Six Great Orders of the Sun, refined through the Sixfold Wheel structure, the quasi-Eighth-Rank Sword Embryo, and his own continuous exploration and research, have now reached an extremely high level, far surpassing the inheritance disciples of the Upper Realm's Xian Sects—these low-grade order-power treasures cannot elevate them.

These heavenly treasures unique to the Yin-Yang Void World have always been impossible to remove from the world; better to make a generous gesture.

Of course, the best location was reserved for Teacher Gu Lin.

"... Then, I accept your good wishes."

Tianji Candidate Daozi, An Tu Zi, and others' faces darkened; they felt no joy at escaping pursuit, accepted the jade slips, and bowed slightly.

As Xian Sect Candidate Daozi, though they were not warlike, they still possessed pride.

Now, their former rivals had far outstripped them—how could this not trouble them?

If it were merely trouble, it would be bearable.

In the future, once the Great Sun Sword Candidate Daozi fully matures, they—and their sects—will immediately face utter annihilation, total extinction.

This must be addressed.

'Endless Starry Sky...'

'Upper Realm inheritance, stronger inheritance, true Xian Sect inheritance...'

Several Candidate Daozi silently whispered in their hearts.

Everyone calmed their emotions.

They silently walked toward the center of the Yin-Yang Void World, ignoring the many heavenly treasures along the way.

When they reached the center, at the heart of a misty, bluish-green chaotic lake, the sky suddenly roared—winds and clouds shifted; nine powerful auras shattered through the boundary from afar, triggering lightning, thunder, bursts of Jin Chong Guang, the rising of sun and cold moon, and other celestial phenomena.

The Nine Xian Sects of the Ancient God Realm have arrived!

"Our earlier speculation was correct."

"They chose to demonstrate their might, intending to intimidate us."

Ji Liuyue confirmed: "They are far more familiar with this Yin-Yang Void World; theoretically, they should have arrived long before us. This anomaly is intentional."

"Correct. This is the outcome we desired."

"Jiang Ding Zi, how is your acting?"

Ji Liuyue asked.

"Terrible."

Jiang Ding replied briefly.

Since beginning his Dao cultivation, when he was weak, his method was always concealment and evasion—waiting until he grew strong, rather than dancing on the blade's edge, using schemes and risks to seize profits far beyond his power—he had no training in this.

No training means no growth; this is a universal law, unchanged even by thousands of years.

"Then just limit your own power."

"If the opponent's strength exceeds our estimates..."

Ji Liuyue said, slightly embarrassed: "Can you protect us when you're able? We're useful—we can heal you, lay out arrays, calculate celestial patterns, and so on."

Law cultivators all possess at least one of the Hundred Arts of Cultivation, unlike sword cultivators who are poor except for their swords.

"I can."

"Before the Nine Sects' Covenant is shattered by external force, I will do these things."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

The nine Candidate Daozi around him felt a sudden sense of relief, no longer worried.

Boom!

On the horizon, amid the roaring of celestial phenomena, figures appeared in the void—each aura powerful, like heavenly beings descending from beyond the heavens, instinctively making one feel ashamed and inferior.

Almost simultaneously, the ten Candidate Daozi all turned toward a specific person.

Brother Brother Xuanwu gazed at a young man clad in Jin Jia, wielding a divine spear, immensely majestic, his aura crushing.

Around him floated countless phantom figures of heavenly soldiers and generals—perhaps dao soldiers, perhaps legendary incense-born celestial generals transformed from faithful men and women—who surrounded him at the center.

Around him were countless phantom images of celestial soldiers and celestial generals, seeming to be Dao soldiers, yet also seeming to be the incense-burner Heavenly Court divine generals transformed from the legendary devout men and women, guarding him at the center.

Heavenly Spirit Palace, Heavenly Spirit Dao Child!

This Heavenly Spirit Dao Child also looked toward Brother Brother Xuanwu at the same time, the killing intent and greed in his eyes barely concealed — the Mo Sect was just that direct, hiding nothing.

Taiyi Taiyi Qingmu Dao Child Ji Liuyue looked toward a beautiful woman as serene as still water; the other party gave a light laugh and nodded amicably in this direction.

Five Elements Dao Child Antu Zi looked toward an honest, simple-looking youth, who cupped his fists in greeting.

Heavenly Mechanism Dao Child and another young man in hemp clothing exchanged a glance and immediately began divining…

……

Almost in an instant, every Dao Child had found their target.

Jiang Ding's gaze likewise fell on a dashing, radiant youth who seemed to glow at every moment; his eyes lingered on him for a long while.

Youming Sword Grotto-heaven, Bright Sword Child!

Beside this Bright Sword Child was a beautiful woman with a charming, dimpled smile; she looked toward Yu Yu Qianzi, caught sight of that utterly cold, emotionless and desireless aura of his, and showed a flicker of surprise.

The air instantly froze.

No one knew how long passed.

"Hahahaha!"

"Greetings, fellow Daoists!"

The Heavenly Spirit Palace Dao Child laughed heartily, breaking the deadlock as he walked over: "We all belong to the Upper Realm's legacy, spring from the same source. In the old days, after leaving our homeland, we wandered abroad, displaced and adrift — until now, over five hundred thousand years have passed."

"To think that today, we could meet again."

"Is this not the Mandate of Heaven?"

He sighed with emotion.

His warm words swiftly broke the deadlock, moving many to show a touch of sentiment; unconsciously, everyone grew a little friendlier with one another.