Chapter 1528: The Human Race Immortal Dao Crown Prince Sequence Will Never Err

"Immortal!"

"A sliver of hope for a true immortal."

"This sovereign can barely wait any longer…"

Jiang Ding's gaze blazed with scorching madness, yet carried a strangely contradictory cold calmness, as he said lightly.

In the endless starry skies of the immortal Dao universe, only tens of thousands of Human Race Dao Children exist in any single era — also known as the Human Race Immortal Dao Crown Prince Sequence.

If this era possesses the fortune to birth a true immortal, then some era across the endless ages will blossom with dazzling brilliance, recorded in bold, vivid strokes in the history of the boundless cosmos.

That true immortal will surely be born from within the Human Race Immortal Dao Crown Prince Sequence!

Becoming a Dao Child of the Human Race — overlord of the endless starry skies — is the first step toward becoming a true immortal.

And the Human Race Dao Child is not some inherited title; it is rooted in foundation and strength. As for how a law cultivator reaches this level, Jiang Ding wasn't entirely sure — he had never looked into it in detail.

But as for how a Human Race sword cultivator becomes a Human Race Dao Child, he knew clearly.

It is this: in a Sacred Sword Duel, slay a true Dao Child!

So long as one slays a Dao Child in a Sacred Sword Duel — be they Human Race or alien race, law cultivator or sword cultivator — the victorious sword cultivator has an extremely high chance of becoming a Human Race Dao Child!

At this moment, an almost uncontrollable urge to kill welled up within Jiang Ding. He wanted to return to the Upper Realm at once, find a Dao Child — preferably an alien-race Dao Child bearing Original Sin — and beat him to death.

"Calm down."

"Stay calm. The greater the supreme great-Dao opportunity ahead, the more one must remain rational…"

Jiang Ding whispered coldly.

He knew clearly that right now he only had a one or two percent chance of defeating a Human Race Dao Child; the odds of failure were extremely high.

Not to mention that the vast majority of Upper Realm Dao Children play by no rules at all.

The moment they find they cannot beat you at the same level, they will immediately summon fellow sect powerhouses to suppress you across levels — and if the threat you display is terrifying enough, even Near-Immortal-level powerhouses will step in!

For beings who have existed for countless ages, so-called face means nothing at all; everything depends only on whether it is necessary, whether it is worthwhile.

If you are worth killing, then one day as you walk along the road, crossing countless realms, a Near-Immortal-level powerhouse might suddenly appear and slap you into dust with a single palm.

Throughout history, such covert, vicious acts have been commonplace.

Most Dao Children have no interest in one-on-one life-and-death duels.

To slay a Dao Child in a Sacred Sword Duel, one must have a specific environment, a specific timing, and sufficient personal strength — all three together — only then is success possible.

The surging, rolling tide of Great Sun bloodthirsty desire gradually receded, unable to affect the Sword Master's heart.

This terrifying self-control far surpassed that of every Great Sun Sword Master throughout history, including

Zou Zou Xiyuan, reaching an almost inconceivable ability that completely defied common sense.

The essence of the Great Sun Sword Dao is madness and self-destruction — fail to become a true immortal, and you burn everything and die.

This is simply what the path is.

Yet this generation's Great Sun Sword Master is somehow able to display nearly perfect control.

However, no matter how perfect his self-control, it cannot change the essence of the Great Sun Sword Dao. The killing and destructive desire within his heart is accumulating bit by bit, until the day the dam bursts.

"I…"

"Should still be able to hold on for another ten thousand-plus years."

Jiang Ding murmured.

In roughly thirteen thousand years, his self-control would reach its limit. He would need to find a powerful foe for a sword duel and slay them, or else he would fall into qi deviation and die without question.

"Minor problem."

"We'll see how things stand. In thirteen thousand years, I can go kill Celestial Mechanism Divine Lord and the others, or I can head to the Upper Realm — no big deal…"

Jiang Ding said lightly.

Just like immortal Dao scientific research, such sword duels were a part of his life and breath — something he had long grown accustomed to.

In fact, in such a state, his overall combat power would surge dramatically — rational and clear-headed yet mad, his comprehension would even grow. It was essentially a buff. As long as he ultimately won the sword duel, there would be no downside at all — only tremendous benefits.

As for dying — well, then he'd definitely be dead.

The design philosophy of the First Generation Great Sun Sword Master's Great Sun Sword Dao was exactly this: the loser dies.

The various wild, out-of-control urges for frenzied sword duels were suppressed.

"Heavenly Sword Sword Art…"

Jiang Ding carefully savored the changes brought by his complete entry into the Seventh Sword Dao realm — the Heavenly Sword realm.

His control over sword qi, sword intent, indomitable will, and flying swords had improved enormously. Every advancement in sword art realm would amplify all previous sword dao realms across the board.

Additionally, thanks to the Heavenly Sword Sword Art's control over flying swords, which in turn influenced the rules of the world's great Dao, subtle changes favorable to him had occurred — very slight, almost adding no real strength.

"This is a process — a process of change."

"It requires me to change it myself… This is the entire process of the Heavenly Sword Sword Art reaching its peak, though this process is extremely dangerous."

Jiang Ding felt a vague realization stirring in his heart.

The Heavenly Sword Sword Art actually shared common ground with the Heaven-Man realm — both involved subtle alterations to the rules of heaven and earth.

This was why he was destined to become a Heaven-Man.

By relying on sword dao techniques that could be called the work of divine craftsmanship, he had begun subtly altering the rules of heaven and earth from as early as the Void Refinement realm — far too far ahead of his time — and thus possessed what could be called miraculous power.

As for the danger of altering the rules and triggering rule backlash?

One must know that countless peak Unity-of-Dao cultivators, over the course of their entire lives, did not

dare alter the rules of heaven and earth by even a hair's breadth, nor step onto the path of ascending to Heaven-Man — because they knew it meant certain death. This was rule backlash, enough to easily annihilate even a peak Unity-of-Dao cultivator body and soul.

"Rule backlash — I can't withstand it. I'd still die."

"At the very least, I need to reach the Unity-of-Dao realm before I can hard-tank rule backlash and possess such ability."

Jiang Ding carefully contemplated the sword dao inheritance of the Youming Sword Grotto-Heaven. After a moment, he said, somewhat shaken: "Cultivating the Heavenly Sword Sword Art is simply like walking a tightrope over the River of the Underworld. A single misstep, and even an Upper Realm Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Sword Child would die without question."

"Then how should I temper the Heavenly Sword Sword Art?"

"The way of the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm is this: since not even a single thread of error can be made, or the soul and spirit will both be destroyed, then not a single thread of error shall be made!"

"The Sword Son of the Upper Realm's Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong possesses terrifying innate talent and brilliance, and an extreme confidence — confidence that in the process of changing the rules, he will never make any mistake whatsoever!"

"This is simply…"

Jiang Ding said, wincing slightly.

In fact, it was not only the sword cultivators of the human race.

Almost every Dao Son who wished to step onto the Heaven-Man path ahead of time during the Void Refinement stage was this confident, without exception.

The Dao Sons of the Upper Realm's Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong truly were not made by humans.

This was the reason why the Jiang Jiang Jinxian-level powerhouses of the Upper Realm very, very rarely wished to cultivate their own descendants into Dao Sons — because if one's talent was insufficient, forcibly cultivating them was tantamount to suicide.

Only over the course of hundreds of thousands of years, only by sifting through countless worlds and among the countless billions of heaven-proud geniuses to select the strongest one — only such a person had the qualification to inherit the supreme legacy of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong.