Chapter 1578: Quickly Flee from the Yang Gu Celestial Person!

The water-colored escape light was blocked by several hundred fierce ghosts spewing black qi, which surrounded it and forced the water-colored escape light to reveal its form—a beautiful woman with a deathly pale face.

"Hehehehe…"

"Fairy, you'd better surrender. The Water Cloud Sect is already destroyed—where could you possibly flee to?"

A sinister young man stared greedily at the female cultivator's slender curves from within the dense yin qi as he spoke.

The Water Cloud Sect was a major Golden Core faction, rumored to possess an even more distant lineage. Had it not been wiped out by the Demon Puppet Sect several decades ago, this Foundation Establishment female cultivator would have been an untouchable fairy—one he wouldn't even have qualified to meet.

Yet now, he could chase her at will, driving her into a desperate corner.

In fact, if not for wanting to slowly wear down her magic power and divine sense, he could have slain her long ago.

"Black Soul Daoist, you filthy insect-like cur…"

The white-robed female cultivator gave a cold smile instead, her hand on her sword hilt. An aged, poorly maintained water-light formation spread out around her, and together with her burning essence blood, she charged toward the enemy.

……

Jiang Ding watched quietly, with no intention of interfering.

Must a beautiful woman necessarily be righteous?

When she was born into a major sect, lofty and exalted, using her sect's power to wantonly oppress and plunder loose cultivators, forcing countless loose cultivators to sell their children—where was righteousness then?

Loose cultivators have always been chaotic and disorderly, with many wicked acts, the good mixed with the bad.

But this savage chaos sometimes displays a form of justice, because they were forced into it—without becoming ghosts, they simply couldn't survive.

Cultivators fresh out of their novitiate are often confused by such appearances. The ways of the world are too complex to see through clearly.

The one and only standard Jiang Ding has is to see whether a person conforms to the Immortal Sect's legal regulations.

If they don't, then whether to kill them is but a single thought away.

The struggle between the two sides finally ended with the beautiful woman burning her essence blood to escape into the water. In the end, the Mi Fa of a major Golden Core sect was a cut above, finding a sliver of life in a desperate situation.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation silently spread out, imprinting the entire lives of the two cultivators' divine souls, without touching any karma or altering the course of anything in the world.

Before Jiang Ding appeared two orbs of light—one water-colored, one pitch-black—containing every experience of living beings from infancy to the present.

The beautiful woman was born into the major sect Water Cloud Sect; the demonic cultivator was born a mortal who luckily obtained an opportunity to step onto the immortal path.

Jiang Ding's divine sense swept past, instantly reading through their brief lives of less than two hundred years, extracting all memories and pulling out the information he found interesting.

"Water Cloud Sect, founded two thousand years ago. Its founder was a Golden Core cultivator under a Combined Dao force subordinate to the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm. He established the sect beside the third-tier spirit vein Water Cloud River, cultivating Dao soldiers for his affiliated Combined Dao-level force and raising spirit fish to supply the front-line army's consumption…"

"Front-line army?"

Jiang Ding's expression shifted slightly as he read this, and he checked for more detailed intelligence.

"Approximately twenty thousand years ago, the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm's Yang Gu Celestial Person descended upon the nearby realm domains for unknown purposes. After this Celestial Person stayed in the nearby realm domains for several hundred years, he brazenly initiated war, gathering a large number of Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm experts and Dao soldier legions to raid realm domains originally belonging to the Immortal Artifact Sect, slaughtering countless beings, swallowing up dozens of domains, and kicking off yet another round of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong wars…"

"The war between the Immortal Artifact Sect and the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm has lasted for over twenty thousand years. Countless experts have died; cultivator bones carpet every corner of the realm domains. Generation after generation of cultivators charge forward one after another, never able to transcend."

"The Water Cloud Sect's founder died on the front lines within a mere hundred years of founding the sect.

"I, too, will be the same…"

This Water Cloud Sect female cultivator's memories were full of sorrow and despair, utterly disheartened by the endless war.

Even though her superior sect constantly emphasized that earning merit in war would give one a chance to enter a higher-level sect, and that outstanding merit might even earn one a chance to become a disciple of the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm.

All of it was too remote a hope.

"Truly weak…"

"As expected of a subordinate of a subordinate of a subordinate… of a subordinate of the Grand Yin lineage."

Jiang Ding curled his lip.

On the sword path, to be so weak—to have lost fighting spirit, strong ambition, and fear of war—is basically announcing the end of one's sword path. There won't be any future, even if one obtains a great opportunity later.

And this isn't an isolated case—it's a vast number of cases.

The Grand Yin lineage lacks the Grand Solitary Yin lineage's cold-blooded resolve and emotionless detachment. It retains too much humanity, making qi deviation less likely, but the price is emotionalism in many situations.

The First Generation Great Sun Sword Lord said the Grand Yin lineage is weak, and successive Sword Lords agreed. This isn't slander against an enemy—it's stating an objective fact.

"It's a Celestial Person…"

"Yang Gu Celestial Person, this expert…"

Jiang Ding grimaced slightly.

A Celestial Person-level expert could currently beat him to death.

Let alone this Celestial Person who brazenly launched a new war against the Immortal Artifact Sect—someone who throughout history has been so provocative and flashy yet didn't die early, with tall grass growing on his grave.

Such a person is never weak; they must be an extremely powerful being among their peers, completely unaware of what lying low means.

If he were to encounter this kind of Celestial Person, his chances of escape would likely be extremely slim.

"Leave, run immediately!"

"I must leave this area at once, flee from here. An ordinary Celestial Person hunting me, I have a decent chance of escape, but this kind of terrifyingly powerful Celestial Person… too dangerous…"

Jiang Ding's scalp went numb, and he immediately made up his mind.

However, escaping

isn't that easy either. At the very least, he had to confirm the surrounding intelligence; otherwise, it would be laughable to crash headfirst into the center of a battlefield.

Jiang Ding moved stealthily.

The Sixfold Reincarnation's thirty-six Six Paths Worlds transformed into layer upon layer of concealment, masking all his aura and karma, and severing all contact with the Heavenly Dao's rules—equivalent to going offline—to prevent Celestial Person-level experts from locking onto his karma and aura through the web of rules.

Theoretically, this shouldn't exist. After all, the world contains all kinds of chaotic and complex karmic forces; even a Celestial Person wouldn't be omniscient and omnipotent.

But what if someone has been lying in wait for him for thousands or tens of thousands of years, day after day!

Of course, this probably isn't reality.

No Celestial Person would be that bored. Twenty thousand years have already passed; it's merely a battle over a mere inheritance disciple—it couldn't possibly draw too much or too prolonged attention.

This is just the worst-case scenario Jiang Ding had preset in advance, and he acts according to this worst-case assumption.

Before completely distancing himself from the Celestial Person, it's best not to use the power of rules, touch the Heavenly Dao's law-net in the world, or leave traces between heaven and earth.

Jiang Ding slowly traversed the low skies, hidden within the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Before long, he arrived beside a great river. This place had once been the garrison of Water Cloud Gate, a subsidiary force of the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm, but it had now been conquered and occupied by a faction called the Demon Puppet Sect, which had suffered defeat on the battlefield.

"The Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm lost?"

"It's possible."

Jiang Ding silently mused: "The Immortal Artifact Sect is merely a newly risen sect, while the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm is an ancient faction with tens of millions of years of inheritance, having weathered countless calamities. Its foundations run deep—it shouldn't be this pathetic…"

"Let this sovereign take a look."

He paced through the Six Paths of Reincarnation, slipping past the many grand formations of the Demon Puppet Sect like a ghostly shadow, sweeping past numerous cultivators and a host of puppets reeking of demonic Qi, until he finally reached the most central secret chamber of the mountain gate.

Within, a red-haired great man at the peak of Jin Dan sat cross-legged in cultivation.

Around him, eighteen flesh-and-blood puppets at Jin Dan level, exuding a sinister demonic Qi, formed a grand formation encircling him. Numerous warning formations supplemented the array, making it alert to the extreme—befitting a cultivator who had lived his entire life amid war. Such a setup would not be instantly killed even when defending against a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Silently, soundlessly, the Six Paths of Reincarnation enveloped everything.