Chapter 1468: The Tianhuan Xian Die Clan Built the Ideal Society of All Races

In the Great Sun Dayang Tianchi Sword-Forging Array, the Taiqing Flying Sword swallowed and exhaled fine threads of golden qi from all directions.

Countless treasures of heaven and earth, like mountains and seas, were smelted by the sword-forging array, transformed into celestial essences imbued with rule-force, continuously drawn into the Taiqing Flying Sword, again and again.

This process had lasted a very long time.

No matter how much celestial essence flowed in from outside, the Taiqing Flying Sword never refused any of it; no matter how much it swallowed or exhaled, there was no sign of overflow, and its rate of intake never slowed at all.

Within that tiny three-foot blade lay a black hole!

Just moments ago, in this short span, the weight of smelted treasures had reached at least several million tons, yet her blade showed no change whatsoever—still plain and unremarkable, not a single millimeter longer or wider.

In fact, this was nearly true.

If the Taiqing Flying Sword were entirely plunged into a soulless universe, losing all spirituality and all constraints of its master's will, she would instantly become a white dwarf star—a low-luminosity, high-temperature, high-density star, naturally possessing terrifying gravity to devour all matter.

Over these nearly ten thousand years, Jiang Ding had not a single day ceased refining his flying sword; the amount of heavenly treasures smelted into it daily was immense, long since becoming part of the Taiqing Flying Sword.

Her mass was utterly terrifying; merely by her mass alone, she could crush most Cultivation of Void cultivators.

Jiang Ding stood within the sword-forging array.

Countless golden elemental qi and the terrifying high heat of the forging process affected him not at all—he was like an illusion, beyond the Three Realms, outside the Five Elements, untouched by any worldly force, impossibly transcendent.

Time passed unnoticed for five years.

The sword-forging process continued orderly, with no major changes; countless heavenly treasures were transported here, smelted, and fused into the Taiqing Flying Sword.

All materials, including many Dao-Union-tier heavenly treasures, had begun to melt.

Yet only the central ice-crystal illusionary butterfly wings remained unchanged, still shimmering with a deep blue light, showing no sign of alteration.

Smelting this material was far too difficult; refining and elevating its essence was even harder.

"The thirty-six-layer composite industrial smelting array is ready."

"Please assume control authority."

The central array-spirit computer's voice came forth.

"Initiate."

Jiang Ding said quietly.

He was no stranger to the mother-planet's composite smelting array—in fact, he had assisted Yuan, Senior Wanji Zhenzun, and other immortal sect industrial teams in building it, and had used it many times before.

Hum!

Hummm!

At the instant Jiang Ding gave his order, array patterns spread across tens of thousands of kilometers of space, one layer after another of heavenly dao netting appearing in heaven and earth: the Magnetic Dao Heavenly Net, the Light Dao Heavenly Net, the Fire Dao Heavenly Net, the Earth Dao Heavenly Net…

Many heavenly dao nettings interwove and overlapped, one layer after another of Secret Realms appearing in heaven and earth, enveloping the central Great Sun Dayang Tianchi Sword-Forging Array at its core.

In this starry expanse, a stunning sight emerged.

A thirty-six-layer heavenly rune lotus appeared in heaven and earth, each petal a separate smelting Secret Realm; thirty-six smelting Secret Realms combined to form the Immortal Sect's supreme composite immortal industrial smelting array, with the central lotus seed being the Great Sun Dayang Tianchi.

The Taiqing Flying Sword rested at the very center, shining with brilliant light, no array able to block its radiance.

This supreme composite immortal industrial smelting array of the immortal sect was like forging a sun!

Infinite power surged into the sword-forging array; temperature skyrocketed instantly—but this was not mere heat; within the golden flames appeared countless plasma-state smelting robots, aiding the smelting of heavenly treasures and greatly relieving Jiang Ding's spiritual calculation burden.

Jiang Ding could now devote more spiritual calculation power to the Taiqing Flying Sword and the ice-crystal illusionary butterfly wings.

In this extreme heat, the illusionary wings finally began to form liquid droplets—they melted. It was wondrous: though they were like ice crystals, their nature did not change, only becoming more refined; black-gray impurities appeared on the wings and were expelled from the smelting array.

These were not absolute impurities—certain substances were vital to the Tianhuan Xian Die Clan, yet for human sword cultivators, they were harmful and needed expulsion.

Many other substances were incompatible with the Taiqing Flying Sword and likewise needed expulsion.

Additionally, many substances whose elemental composition was incompatible with the Taiqing Flying Sword also needed to be expelled.

Ten years, fifteen years, twenty years.

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged within the thirty-six-layer immortal sect composite immortal industrial smelting array, cultivating while constantly observing the changes in his life-sword.

In the fifty-seventh year, the ice-crystal illusionary butterfly wings were finally fully smelted.

Now, it no longer resembled wings at all, but a fist-sized illusionary celestial crystal, within which a labyrinthine Illusion Realm constantly arose and perished—humans, cultivators, birds and beasts, various demonic races, even sun and moon and stars all existed within it, as if a real, ever-evolving world.

"The path of illusion, pushed to its extreme, is to replace heaven and earth with oneself…"

"All beings in the world, from birth to death, live within illusion—yet if all life is illusion, is it still illusion?"

"No—by then, the illusion had already become a world…"

Jiang Ding gazed at this illusionary celestial crystal, his understanding of the Tianhuan Xian Die Clan's path deepening.

Now, without needing any intelligence,

he knew that within the worlds controlled by the Tianhuan Xian Die Clan, they must have employed this method of rule: all human and demonic beings spent their entire lives within dream worlds woven by the Tianhuan Xian Die Clan, laboring and fighting for them.

Countless dazzling dramas of love, hate, loyalty, and betrayal constantly arose, granting the beings within the illusion immense motivation, unleashing terrifying combat power and productivity that upheld the Tianhuan Xian Die Clan's near-immortal power in the Fallen Immortal Realm, fearless before any Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong or other near-immortal races, even quietly bearing the title of the strongest near-immortal race.

One magnificent tale of gratitude and grievance after another kept unfolding, granting the beings within the Illusion Realm tremendous motivation, allowing them to burst forth with terrifying combat strength and productivity, upholding a Jiang Jiang Jinxian-level power as it stood towering within the Fallen Immortal Realm—facing every Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong and every quasi-immortal clan without the slightest fear, and even earning the hidden reputation of the strongest quasi-immortal clan.

The Tianhuan Xian Die Clan had truly achieved this.

All races under their rule lived in harmony, united as one, with zero internal waste—truly terrifying.

A certain grotesque yet real "ideal society" had been replicated by the Tianhuan Xian Die Clan!

"Fortunately, among the rabble of the Ancient God Alliance, there is no Tianhuan Xian Die Clan…"

"Fortunately, among those rabble of the Ancient God Alliance, there is no Celestial Illusion Butterfly Clan…"

Any near-immortal power reaching this point clearly had its reasons.

In the distant annals of history, when the Tianhuan Xian Die Clan was weak, they must have fought countless miracles—repeatedly defeating stronger foes, overcoming higher realms with lower ones, achieving miracle after miracle, until reaching today.

In those distant epochs of history, when the Celestial Illusion Butterfly Clan was still weak, miracle-like battles must have occurred time and again—repeatedly defeating the strong with the weak, slaying those of higher realms from below, miracle after miracle unfolding—only thus did they reach where they stand today.

"This dreamlike, complete world can greatly amplify the Six Paths power of the Taiqing Flying Sword—the myriad beings within the Six Paths will gain greater spirituality and completeness, their power surging!"

"This dreamlike and complete world can allow the Six Paths power of the Taiqing Flying Sword to undergo an enormous amplification; the heavens, earth, and all sentient beings within the Six Paths World will possess greater spirituality, becoming more complete, and thus their strength will surge explosively!"

Jiang Ding's sigh instantly turned to joy.

Such a powerful opponent, a powerful race that walks toward glorious victory through miracle after miracle, an enemy with an epic past — that is what he needs, that is the beautiful staircase to his future achievement of True Immortal.

"Fall!"

Jiang Ding formed hand seals.

Hum!

The Dream Crystal, situated amid countless formations, fell, landing upon the crimson-white blazing Taiqing Flying Sword, slowly merging into the sword body, undergoing intense and rapid transformation with the flying sword, propelling the Taiqing Flying Sword to leap toward a higher tier.

The quasi-eighth-tier sword embryo truly began to change!

In the very instant the two began fusing, the quasi-eighth-tier sword embryo of the Taiqing Flying Sword leapt instantly, transforming from a quasi-eighth-tier sword embryo into a true eighth-tier sword embryo!

From this moment forth, the Taiqing Flying Sword was no longer inferior to the inherited disciples of the Upper Realm's Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong.

From this moment forth, no inherited disciple of the Upper Realm's Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong would any longer have the right to stand before Jiang Ding; they were as feeble as ants, no longer able to rouse much interest from the instinct of the Great Sun Sword Dao.

And this was far from the end — under the infusion of the quasi-ninth-tier material, the Taiqing Flying Sword continued its intense transformation without the slightest pause.

Her aura was still surging wildly!