Chapter 1589: The Sole Near-Immortal Hope of the Pure Yang Lineage

The Yang Bone Heavenly Man avatar was defeated in a single strike!

His strength was considerable, but before a Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Sword Son who had already ignited his essence blood, it was still far from enough; unless his true body appeared, he could never overcome a Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Sword Son.

Clang!

Heavy injuries were not the end.

In the resplendent, brilliant world, a streak of destructive sword light flashed and vanished, piercing toward the Yang Bone Heavenly Man's skull to slay him, utterly unperturbed by his words.

How many years had the Great Sun Sword Lord endured?

He had encountered countless enemies in his time—some noble, some cunning, some exceedingly treacherous and deceitful; for instance, the Illusory Heaven Immortal Butterfly clan's Immortal Butterfly Son, who infiltrated his dreams and grew within the Lei Gao Jie, nearly completing a possession of him; or again, the web of karma he encountered upon returning once more to the Upper Realm…

Such cases, one after another.

Reality had told him time and again that any strong being outside the immortal sects could not be trusted!

Only a dead enemy was the best enemy!

Whatever overtures of goodwill, whatever sincerity, whatever self-proclaimed benevolence—at this moment, to him, it made no difference whatsoever.

Anyone who hindered his escape had to die!

The resplendent, brilliant sword light entered the Yang Bone Heavenly Man avatar's gaze, filling the entire world.

At this moment, he had no ability to dodge or flee.

Nor did he wish to flee.

"Hah!"

"Hahahaha… hahahaha…"

The Yang Bone Heavenly Man smiled, then broke into a frenzied great laugh; the fury from moments ago had already vanished without a trace.

He began to burn this body's essence blood, flesh, and divine soul.

But not to kill and perish together; instead, Yi Mi Fa he converted them into all manner of encrypted inheritance Gong Fa scriptures from the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm lineage, transmitting them to that youth in green, and within the briefest possible time strove to brief him on the present situation in the Upper Realm.

'《Solar Furnace Sword-Forging Scripture》: draws true fire from beyond the heavens, draws it into oneself, forges my sword; the supreme inheritance of the Pure Yang lineage, Heavenly Man peak-grade. The successive Pure Yang lineage leaders have made ninety-seven attempts at exploration beyond the Heavenly Man realm—all failed. The process was as follows…'

'《Green Emperor Cloud Thicket Wasteland Scripture》: a fragment within a fragment; the inheritance scripture of the already-extinct Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Green Emperor Cloud Thicket Sea, containing a sliver of inheritance beyond the Heavenly Man. At the end of the great tribulation, my master hid it away at the risk of execution by the Solar lineage…'

'The Immortal Artifact Son is near the Tiangong Star Chain world cluster…'

'The Heavenly Sword Son is at his sect, and has not ventured out for a very long time…'

'The Solar lineage is very likely trustworthy, but they cannot control the Lunar lineage. Perhaps your information, Sword Son, has already been leaked; killing with a borrowed blade may draw the super-grade suppression-kill of other Qitaxian Sect powerhouses…'

In an extremely, extremely brief span of time, the Yang Bone Heavenly Man

avatar madly burned himself, converting into a massive flood of encrypted inheritance information that poured wholesale into the green-clad youth's sea of consciousness, utterly forgetting everything.

Clang~

The Taiqing Flying Sword, which never paused for any of an enemy's cunning tricks and always slew its opponent in a single stroke, paused.

Perhaps it was out of doubt.

Perhaps it was because the target was about to die.

The information flooding into Jiang Ding's mind was all incomparably precious inheritance—the lowest were Heavenly Man-grade inheritances, and many of the finest contained numerous explorations, and a few inheritances, beyond the Heavenly Man.

This forced Jiang Ding to pause, forced him to be shaken by his opponent's words.

Even to feel a sliver of exceedingly faint guilt.

How precious was a Heavenly Man inheritance?

Any single Heavenly Man scripture could stir up a bloody storm across a world cluster, dominate the winds and clouds of a world cluster, and give birth to a sovereign of a world cluster!

One could say it was countless times more precious than any heavenly treasure or dharma treasure.

And now, a newly appeared Heavenly Man avatar was hawking them off like a clearance sale, madly transmitting Heavenly Man Gong Fa scriptures to him—dozens of Heavenly Man-grade Gong Fa in the span of mere moments, as though they were nothing more than common trash littering the roadside.

Moreover!

There were even incomplete inheritances beyond the Heavenly Man!

Incomplete inheritances beyond the Heavenly Man!

What was this?

These were inheritance scriptures beyond the Heavenly Man, symbolizing the strongest beings of the myriad worlds!

Such precious things, given upon first meeting without any price, without any promise, stuffed into you wholesale the moment you met.

Was this some new form of divine-sense attack?

The hand in which Jiang Ding gripped his sword trembled slightly.

He had to admit that before incomplete scriptures beyond the Heavenly Man, he could not resist such a ploy and would inevitably be tempted—this was an exceedingly critical, exceedingly important step upon the great Dao of becoming an immortal.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha…"

The Yang Bone Heavenly Man was unusually fond of laughing today; with this avatar of his on the verge of death, he used the last sliver of his strength to say: "Sword Son, flee at once!"

"If you cannot escape, you may consider seeking aid from the strong ones of the Solar lineage."

"This is the worst-case scenario; if you can escape on your own, that is naturally best. Also, Sword Son, I have saved up a large stockpile of eighth-grade Heavenly Man heavenly materials and treasures for you. If you feel you are safe, come claim them, or send someone to claim them…"

"My true body is currently going all out to entangle the Heavenly Men of the Immortal Artifact Sect; there is a chance of slip-ups—they have too many people… Also, Heavenly Men from other Qitaxian Sect sects may also appear…"

"Sword Son, the road beyond the Heavenly Man for our Pure Yang lineage must be walked through…"

The Yang Bone Heavenly Man avatar used his final strength,

speaking with longing.

Once these words were spoken, his divine soul and body completely dispersed, no longer possessing a trace of life.

Here, peace was restored.

"The Pure Yang lineage?"

"Is this a trap? A trap that exploits my heart's yearning for the Dao?"

Jiang Ding drew in a deep breath.

At such a life-and-death moment, he did not hesitate. Burning his essence blood, he transformed into a resplendent streak of sword-light and fled wildly into the distance, breaking through another domain in the span of a few instants.

He had arrived—the final domain!

Once he walked out of this domain, he could truly enter the Central Domain of the Great Thousand World. From there, he could freely travel to any place without triggering the Heaven Phenomenon of Realm-Breaking, and his concealment ability would greatly increase—no longer trapped within a tiny Lower Domain.

At this moment, Jiang Ding's escape-light slightly dimmed, and he instead used part of his power to push his concealment to the extreme.

He was about to break through into the Central Domain, but he had to make sure the place he entered was unknown to others. If someone learned of it in advance and set an ambush in the Central Domain, he would surely die.

"This Central Domain is called the Heavenly Sword River Domain, belonging to the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm…"

Jiang Ding recalled the intelligence on the domain before him.

The Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm was still an extremely dangerous place for him. Even though the Solar Branch remained friendly toward him, that did not mean safety. If a strong cultivator of the Lunar Branch struck in secret, it would be enough to kill him—because he was far too weak now, unable to withstand even the slightest ripple.

Only concealment, hiding, and growth—growing until he could face everything.

At this moment, the blue-robed youth's footsteps paused.

Jiang Ding raised his head, looking at this stretch of heaven and earth, this entire domain.

This stretch of heaven and earth, from the highest heavens above to the nine netherworlds of the great earth below, was entirely wrapped in crystalline, translucent puppet-silk threads. They existed everywhere, stretching to the very limits of his vision.

Moreover, it was not only this one domain—across several neighboring domains, these transparent puppet-silk threads existed as well.

These transparent threads spread to every place, sealing off every direction, like a spider of karma quietly waiting for prey to appear and touch the web of karma.

There was nowhere to flee.

Jiang Ding followed the threads with his gaze into the distance.

He seemed to see, at the center of the layered webs of karma, a terrifying existence—a true Heavenly Man strong cultivator who had broken free from a powerful enemy's obstruction and arrived here, hands clasped behind his back, quietly waiting.