Chapter 1463: Sword Dao Seventh Realm: Heavenly Sword Realm

The great sun boomed down in suppression.

The Six Paths World rose into the air, transforming into a ring of Six Paths World rules; each time the sun passed through a world it received a layer of speed amplification, gaining an additional layer of rule-force. After passing through six times in succession, the sun had already transformed into an invisible ray of light, its might climbing sharply.

Boom!

The sun slammed into Immortal Butterfly's body.

She likewise extended a finger, substituting her own heart for the heart of heaven, forcibly charming and altering the composition of matter and energy, causing them to change temporarily.

But this time, she only managed to dissipate most of the sun.

The remaining sun slammed into her body, leaving several charred-black marks across her entire form and sending her retreating into the distance—the first time she had fallen at a disadvantage in a divine-sense duel.

"This stretch of starry sky…"

Immortal Butterfly's heart sank.

This stretch of starry sky was far too unfriendly toward her!

Everything was targeting her, suppressing her, causing her power to drain rapidly; every single move required more than ten times the power it would normally cost.

Yet her opponent, situated within his own soul-sea, possessed several times the advantage in divine-sense power!

And this was despite the fact that she had spent countless years meticulously arranging this soul, and had further borrowed her clan's secret art to merge the Heart-Demon Heavenly Tribulation with herself—only then was the gap this small; otherwise it would have been even greater.

"How refreshing."

"This sovereign actually possesses several times the power advantage, the home-ground advantage of a soul-duel, and yet cannot slay the opponent in a single strike."

Jiang Ding Zi laughed at himself.

"A disgrace."

"An absolute disgrace."

"Many thanks, Daoist friend. Today's disgrace, this sovereign will never forget, will forever be engraved upon my heart."

After advancing to Refining Void, the sword-arts realm of an Upper Realm Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Dao Child can complete a breakthrough in an instant, possessing sword-arts above Sword Spirit, or a Dao of Technique realm—the gap widens once more, filling one's heart with despair.

These top-tier prodigies of the cosmic starry sky, the heir-apparent sequence of their races, far surpass those of the same level in both power and technique, without a single shortcoming.

Being born into poverty, with soul, magic power, and flying sword innately weaker than others, would be forgivable.

But sword-arts, which emphasize effort and talent, are likewise so.

This is the cold reality.

"Daoist friend!"

"Today, truly, many thanks!"

Jiang Ding pondered for a moment, then once more slashed out a sword.

Clang!

With this sword strike, something was different.

The instant the sun rose, it began to collapse, then collapsed into a wisp of pure golden light; the spirituality upon the sword was more abundant than ever before, far surpassing the past.

One could even say the Sword Spirit was faintly on the verge of a qualitative transformation into something on a higher level.

Under this faintly occurring terrifying transformation, this

The golden sword-light instantly completed its metamorphosis, its power increasing enormously; the unfolding sun heavenly dao rule-law net was all responding to her, answering her, causing her speed to exceed its limits, metamorphosing toward a higher level.

"Heavenly Sword?"

The retreating Immortal Butterfly was startled with horror at this moment.

Sword cultivator!

The enemy of the myriad races of the endless starry sky—its various methods, for cultivators of the myriad races, involve life and death, must be firmly remembered, can never be forgotten.

The opponent before her was undergoing a metamorphosis toward the next sword-arts realm!

This was truly horrifying—merely a short time after encountering the enemy, it truly exceeded all reason.

Whizz!

This scorching-hot yet incomparably slender ray, as if a sun had been compressed into a single line, flew in from beyond the heavens, twisting and hazy, entering Immortal Butterfly's gaze, precisely striking toward the dozens of soul-spell nodes around her body without the slightest error; no matter how her soul-spell nodes shifted, it was useless—clinging like a bone-eating ulcer.

"Lower-realm ant, ignorant of favors!"

Immortal Butterfly said coldly.

She pointed with a hand, the starry butterfly wings behind her flapped, dream-blue ribbons began to drift, winding upward as they flew, suddenly covering the entire sky of the sea of consciousness, all of it overlaid with a layer of dream-blue, blocking before her.

The condensed and compressed sun sword-light descended as scheduled.

Creak~

Rip~

The sun sword-light, which condensed the sun's power into a thread and was sufficient to sever rule-law nets, fell upon the dream-blue ribbon; accompanied by sparks flashing, the blue-ribbon silk was cut layer by layer, tearing through one layer after another of the soul-treasure woven from dreams, penetrating layer after layer, and finally, when only a thin layer remained, reached its limit and reversed course back.

The Taiqing flying sword cruised through the sky; the materialist sun sword-soul tightly locked onto the butterfly-winged woman below, not daring to act rashly.

"This is not the Seventh Sword Dao Realm, Heavenly Sword."

"I've merely touched the threshold."

Jiang Ding sighed: "It's too difficult. There's simply no one to teach me—it's only briefly mentioned in the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's inheritance. Zou Zou Xiyuan doesn't even know this; how could it be passed down?"

The Seventh Sword Dao Realm, Heavenly Sword Realm!

This is when a sword cultivator's Sword Spirit reaches completion and sublimation, beginning to influence the rules of heaven and earth, actively causing the rules of heaven and earth to change in directions favorable to oneself, causing the rules of heaven and earth to cooperate with oneself in undergoing subtle changes, thereby causing sword-arts might to surge, reaching a degree where one unit of magic power unleashes ten times the power.

"Immortal Butterfly Daoist friend."

"It seems my fortune is still not bad."

Jiang Ding looked at that hazy woman and said lightly: "I met you. Since I met you, a true Yiweixian Sect Dao Child, and I did not die, then I must surely achieve a breakthrough in sword-arts."

"This is the reward my day-and-night research and tempering of sword-arts should

receive."

The sword cultivator was incomparably confident, stating it as fact.

Boom!

Another sun set.

This time, six hazy worlds transformed into rings, layer upon layer wrapping around this sun, layer upon layer compressing it, granting the sun at the very center the most terrifying force of high temperature and high pressure, causing the nuclei and electrons within to draw ever closer, until finally electrons escaped, nuclei fused, and terrifying power was unleashed.

Compared to the last time, the Heavenly Dao rule-law net of the natural world underwent subtle changes, actively cooperating with the six-ring six-path worlds to compress the center, further driving the occurrence of nuclear fusion within, with the deep participation of immortal Dao spiritual particles.

In the blink of an eye, the sword art was complete.

The six-ring six-path worlds all opened a tiny hollow, blooming with a pale blue light of destruction.

Whoosh!

This pale blue light of the destruction rule shone onto the butterfly-winged woman's body, landing on the core node of her soul technique, clearly reflected in her pupils.

"Another peerless human sword cultivator."

"Perhaps I should have killed him earlier, instead of constantly trying to transform him into a puppet…"

Immortal Butterfly's heart wavered.

The butterfly wings behind her gently fanned, the surroundings becoming hazy and dreamlike, forming a dreamy world-within-a-dream, in which Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm sword cultivators, Qi Sect cultivators, Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, and many powerful beings lived quietly and peacefully, without quarrels, without war, harmonious and beautiful.

This world spread outward, enveloping that blue-clothed youth.

Jiang Ding's soul turned hazy.

At this moment, he felt that his memory was beginning to blur again; the figure of the butterfly-winged woman in the dream began to sway, unable to be fully locked down, appearing with streaks of overlapping shadows.

This was completely unsolvable, impossible to lock down!

Unfortunately, the environment was wrong.

This was a place of the Spirit-Severed Universe; although those hazy human figures were incomparably mysterious, in this Spirit-Severed land, many of the illusions still revealed a hint of disharmony, distinguishing them from the true body.

Whoosh!

The nascent form of the immortal art bore fruit; the Destruction Rule · Sword of Water-Destruction descended as scheduled, landing on her body.

The entire dreamy world-within-a-dream stiffened.