Chapter 1497: Enemies from Childhood Are No Longer Worth Mentioning

"The secret art that seals the aura of the Great Calamity is supreme classified."

"The complete inheritance of the Youming Sword Grotto-Heaven should have..."

Jiang Ding thought silently.

This is his Minor Thousand World of achieving the Dao; if not forced by necessity, he would not give up saving the lives here.

If everything goes smoothly, everything here can be resolved.

"Give me your flying sword."

Jiang Ding said softly.

"Yes."

Gong Gong Caiyu hesitated not at all, took out her Dao weapon flying sword, and a snow-white flying sword at the peak of Soul Transformation fell into Jiang Ding's hand—a flying sword that had been refined for nearly ten thousand years by a Soul Transformation Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun.

Jiang Ding gently stroked this flying sword.

This is a flying sword forged by the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's Dao weapon sword-refining method; it contains the will of the past Great Sun Sword Disciple, adding much sharpness to these swords out of thin air, which is one reason this flying sword constantly advances.

If the Great Sun Sword Master is willing to invest more undying will, the flying sword will become stronger.

Clang!

Jiang Ding waved his hand, drawing a sword qi from outside the world and merging it into the snow-white flying sword.

This is sword qi from a Great Sun Sword Master at the Void Refinement stage, with combat power at the Dao Integration level!

This existence, which for a Soul Transformation cultivator is akin to a divine artifact, immediately produced an instant effect on the snow-white flying sword; the sword hummed, its sharpness increased several times over, the sword body twisted incessantly, nearly breaking, unable to bear the power of this single sword qi.

Bear in mind, this sword qi had already sealed away the vast majority of its own power, abandoning combat strength to transform into a function of nurturing the flying sword.

As the flying sword twisted, Gong Gong Caiyu also showed a look of pain, her brows knitted into a ball, yet she revealed no sign of weakness, striving with all might to resist it.

"The Master Tushan Maidens' Group cultivates the Gong Fa of the Great Sun Dao weapon."

"This means the Master Tushan Maidens' Group walks my path; as long as I invest more will seeds to pay attention, the Master Tushan maids will become stronger, influenced by sword souls and sword arts far surpassing themselves, forever unable to surpass me. This is the price of a Dao weapon, having innate limitations while achieving rapid results."

Jiang Ding ignored Gong Gong Caiyu's pain and said indifferently.

"The strength of the Master Tushan Maidens' Group needs to grow. In the future, I will release thirty-six Sun Will Seed swords. The maids who can endure the Sun Will Seed swords and draw out the corresponding Dao weapon flying swords will receive more inheritance."

"These Sun Will Seeds have extremely high requirements for the maids' talent, resilience, and loyalty, especially the last."

"If you can endure the Sun Will Seed, you yourself will welcome a baptism of opportunity, while simultaneously being unable to surpass me for all eternity."

"If you cannot, then simply expel the will seed."

"See your opportunity, Gong Caiyu. Void Refinement stage..."

"... is not that easy to achieve, even with the Void Refinement Pill..."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

His figure gradually vanished; his will departed from this avatar.

The avatar's emotions affected him for a time, but ultimately could not obscure the Great Sun Sword Master's divine soul; in the end, it wore away everything, revealing the final outcome.

The weak should choose mediocrity, or seek life amidst death.

This is the cruel natural law between realms; even the Great Sun Sword Master cannot change it, only watching all things, constantly sharpening his Dao heart.

If a maid cannot absorb the Sun Will Seed, then let a new maid come.

Between realms, cultivators constantly grow; someone will always appear.

"Young Master,"

"I will surely succeed!"

Gong Gong Caiyu looked at that departing figure, revealing a look of determination.

She knew that if she could not advance to Void Refinement, this would be her last meeting with him; that cold and ruthless existence would not stop its steps for anyone.

Some complex thoughts, as the Great Sun Sword Master withdrew his will from the avatar, gradually calmed, no longer affecting anything.

In ten thousand years, there have been too many partings!

To this day, he still feels nostalgia and sorrow, yet it no longer affects his Dao heart.

"The impermanence of life and death..."

Jiang Ding sighed.

He raised his head, looking at the Heavenly Dao rule net of this starry sky; within this Heavenly Dao rule net, two lives wrapped by countless rules were reviving.

These two lives should have revived in the safe revival place I set; unfortunately, in battle they completely shattered the boundary of a Minor Thousand World, destroyed all life upon it, triggered the world's malice, and were constrained here by various coincidences, unable to escape.

Today, under various coincidences, they even attracted a terrifying existence.

"Two mid-stage Dao Integration cultivators, and moreover, cursed by the world's malice, unable to fully revive, Dao Integration cultivators trapped in weakness..."

"The world's malice is too terrible."

Jiang Ding spoke to himself.

The Zou Zou Xiyuan avatar of those years, and the current him, both have reasons to kill these two Dao Integration cultivators, and when they appeared here, the two Dao Integration cultivators had just revived.

Is this a coincidence?

All such things make one's heart tremble.

Bear in mind, there are too many variables in the universe; when he comes, why he acts, and why he has sufficient strength—all this is uncertain.

Yet the World Consciousness precisely pushed all this to appear.

Thinking deeply, it is truly shocking, giving rise to various heavy pressures.

"No,"

"It shouldn't be; don't scare yourself."

Jiang Ding thought carefully, then ruled out some possibilities: "I come from a Spiritless Universe, truly a person from beyond the heavens unattached to karma; how could the World Consciousness possibly calculate it?"

"The World Consciousness should only push many possibilities to change along a path beneficial to the world's development; the success rate is uncertain, it just happened to succeed this time."

"The World Consciousness should be incapable of omniscience and omnipotence."

As he pondered, the lives within the two nets of Heavenly Dao rules gradually revived from the rules, absorbing countless earthly spiritual energies and cosmic starlight, until finally, two powerful Dao-Integration cultivators were nurtured.

One was an ancient, weathered butterfly.

The other was an old man with white hair, bearing an aura similar to the Zong Gong Fa of the Immortal Artifact Sect.

"Immortal Arts!"

"Fragments of Immortal Arts..."

Their consciousnesses gradually cleared; then, their eyes flashed with ferocity as they looked at each other, and then at the young man in green robes in the distance, their killing intent so dense it froze an entire starry sky.

Fragments of Immortal Arts!

For this object, they had given everything, fighting until they shattered the Minor Thousand Worlds, destroyed an era of civilization on the Northern Plain Minor World, and ultimately perished together in a mutual explosion.

Yet, in the end, the Immortal Arts were snatched by a few juniors, and even the fragments of Immortal Arts in their hands were stolen away.

How could this not make one hate until madness?

"The two of you are from the Immortal Artifact Sect and the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan."

"Indeed. You happen to be my enemies. Fate is truly everywhere in this world. The only pity is that you are both in a state of incomplete revival with severe injuries, having no value whatsoever..."

Not far away, the young man in green robes murmured to himself.

Instantly, the butterfly and the white-haired old man felt their hairs stand on end, generating a sense of ultimate terror far exceeding their previous encounter with the Sun Sword Cultivator; the cold aura of death descended completely upon this place.

For they had already revived for the second time after death!

Their lifespan was now less than ten thousand years!

If they died again this time, it would be death in the truest sense.

"Young friend!"

"No, Daoist friend. I here possess the supreme secret transmission of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan..."

"Daoist friend, I here possess the supreme treasure of the Immortal Artifact Sect, and furthermore, the secret of the great upheaval that occurred in the Immortal Artifact Sect hundreds of thousands of years ago, containing the secret of an Immortal-grade heavy treasure. As long as Daoist friend..."

The two Dao-Integration cultivators' faces changed drastically; filled with dread, they made endless promises.

Clang!

None of these things caused any change in the situation.

A golden thread of sword light descended from beyond the heavens, swept over the heads of the two Dao-Integration cultivators, shattered all resistance, and extinguished all their life forces.

Both spirit and soul were annihilated.

This was death in the most absolute sense, with no possibility of revival left; the Dao-Integration spirit and soul had reached the extreme limit of their lifespan.