Chapter 1558: The Central Array Spirit Computer Returns to Normal

The final resting place, the central processor of the Central Array Spirit Computer.

Jiang Ding's hand rested on his sword hilt as he walked slowly forward.

This was a hazy, dreamlike world; all manner of inconceivable scenes surfaced at any moment. There was no sky or earth, no cosmos or time—everything was in disarray.

This was the final resting place of the Ancient God Ancestor's remnant soul.

This was also the core of the Central Array Spirit Computer's processor—the place to which the souls of past Immortal Sect sages of excellent moral character returned, and the final destination of the countless heroes who had sacrificed themselves for the Immortal Sect over innumerable years.

The Immortal Sect's first-generation ruler, Yuan, who established the original Central Array Spirit Computer—his divine soul was buried here;

The Immortal Sect's second-generation ruler, Cong, who inherited Yuan's path—his divine soul was buried here;

The Immortal Sect's sixth-generation ruler, Wu, who thoroughly freed the Immortal Sect from its enslaved state, founded Qingfeng University, founded Qingfeng Beidou University, and established numerous research institutes and laboratories, laying all the foundations for the Immortal Sect's future growth and prosperity—his divine soul was buried here.

All of them, everyone who walked the Immortal Sect's path, found their final resting place here.

If Jiang Ding could not continue his immortal path in the future, and his lifespan came to an end, he too would be buried here… This place is the supreme core of the Immortal Sect's civilization.

Even though its rank was below eighth-tier, not even quasi-eighth-tier, it had stubbornly withstood a Heavenly Being remnant soul's attempts at possession for several thousand years, never falling.

The surrounding heavens and earth shifted abruptly.

"Kill, kill, kill…"

"Charge, charge…"

Jiang Ding stepped into a vast, endless world—boundless, with countless warriors in varied garb and warships of different designs, all charging toward a single place, shouting, never stopping.

Their charge crashed against a cold, pitch-black mountain peak.

Like waves smashing against a reef, they shattered into countless droplets in an instant, unable to shake the mountain peak in the slightest.

But they never admitted defeat, never gave up, and were not destroyed—still charging and fighting endlessly, never giving up.

Jiang Ding's nose stung.

This was the will of the citizens, the echoing will of the countless citizens who had died throughout history—never to give up the fight.

Jiang Ding raised his head and looked toward the very center.

An old man with grey-white hair and beard stood atop the pitch-black mountain peak, hands clasped behind his back, gazing at him quietly.

The two faced each other for a long while.

"Young friend,"

"This old man has a matter he cannot understand."

The Ancient God Ancestor's voice was hoarse and weathered as he said: "This old man has clearly already occupied the core of this dead object and controlled all the spirituality within the core—why can I not take complete control of all its spirituality?"

"For several thousand years, this old man has been

trying."

"Even a Heavenly Being treasure, this old man might have some chance of fully controlling—the difficulty is not that high. But this mere seventh-tier top-grade special treasure, this old man has always been helpless against it."

"This is truly incomprehensible."

"I wonder, young friend, can you enlighten me?"

A shade of gloom crossed the Ancient God Ancestor's face.

Clearly, he had already controlled all the treasure's spirituality, yet this dead object simply could not be fully controlled. In the end, it even gradually slipped from his grasp, once again birthing a set of logic independent of him.

This was the primary reason for his defeat in this war.

If this treasure called the Central Array Spirit Computer had been fully possessed from the start, he definitely would not have lost—not even to this being before him who liked to maintain a youthful appearance.

Clang~

Jiang Ding slowly drew his long sword; the dark-gold blade emerged from its sheath inch by inch.

"The reason is,"

"The Central Array Spirit Computer does not possess a centralized spirituality. It has no independent spirituality like a traditional treasure. The Central Array Spirit Computer… is a collective creation of the Immortal Sect's will."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

"This collective-will creation is composed of Immortal Sect citizens who have died throughout history and those who live now. There is no absolute center called 'Emperor' or 'Sovereign.' You destroyed, occupied, and transformed the core of the Central Array Spirit Computer, but that cannot extinguish its will."

"The Immortal Sect's collective-will creation acknowledges the Central Array Spirit Computer's core because the core represents their will."

"The core is not their sovereign."

"You seized the core of the Central Array Spirit Computer, yet you do not represent the will of the Immortal Sect's sages, nor do you possess procedures in accordance with the constitution—how could you possibly completely replace the core of the Central Array Spirit Computer?"

"How laughable."

"If a beggar picks up the Imperial Jade Seal, does he then think himself the Emperor?"

The youth's voice mocked.

The sword blade gradually bloomed with terrifying destructive aura.

Growing thicker and colder, a top-tier quasi-Heavenly Being sword cultivator was gathering momentum; a terrifying sword soul attack was taking shape, about to unleash dreadful brilliance.

Let alone a Heavenly Being remnant soul—even a true Heavenly Being, if careless, would be wounded by such a sword soul attack.

Not to mention a Heavenly Being remnant soul whose divine soul had grown ever weaker under the constant assault of the Immortal Sect sages' will, never having fully controlled the Central Array Spirit Computer's spirituality.

When the Great Sun Sword Master's sword soul arrived here, his fate was already sealed.

From beginning to end, the Ancient God Ancestor never had the possibility of fully possessing the Central Array Spirit Computer; the only thing he could do was destroy it, gaining nothing in return.

"The core is not the sovereign of the treasure's spirituality…"

"Is it a decentralized treasure spirituality?"

The Ancient God Ancestor was startled.

He seemed completely unaware that his Day of Death was upon him, falling into frenzied thought, his divine soul pondering ceaselessly, seeking the answer.

"But how could a decentralized treasure possibly possess power?"

"Every wisp of treasure spirituality has its own will, its own habits. Decentralization is destined to be a basin of loose sand, soft and powerless—even a low-tier cultivation practitioner could easily destroy such loose sand.

This dead object is by no means weak among its rank; on the contrary, it is extremely strong, completely defying common sense…"

"Use the power of incense offerings to forcibly alter the will of every magical treasure's spirituality, making them converge?"

"Even so, it cannot be done. There are problems…"

"How did you all manage it? This…"

The Ancient God Ancestor's thoughts hit a dead end, and he roared somewhat maniacally: "No! You little bastard, you're deceiving me!"

"This must be some unknown opportunity you all obtained, enabling you to accomplish something so contrary to common reason!"

"How dare you deceive this old man — you're seeking death…"

"Roar!"

His figure, along with the pitch-black mountain peak beneath his feet, suddenly transformed into a ferocious giant beast with six heads, six tails, and six wings, lunging in one bite to devour the blue-clothed youth in the sky.

Clang!

The sword cultivator's sword, long accumulated in momentum, fell.

The sword light sliced straight through the ferocious giant beast's head, then returned to its sheath.

"This is where you are weak."

"And this is the fate that will surely see you die beneath this lord's sword in the future."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

The ferocious giant beast with six heads, six wings, and six tails stiffened, frozen in midair.

Then, accompanied by a golden sword scar appearing at the center of its body, the scar gradually widened, tearing its entire being in two. The sword qi on the wound further transformed into True Solar Fire, devouring it completely — not even a speck of residue remained. Even the Heavenly Being remnant soul was utterly annihilated.

The central processor's spirituality bloomed with light, as endless code and logic rapidly constructed themselves, once again forming a legitimate core recognized by the immortal sect ancestors' collective will.

The central array spirit computer returned to normal once more!