Chapter 1630: She Is About to Die of Old Age

The sun's light enveloped the world clusters, and billions of cultivators bowed in submission!

Whether friend or foe, all cultivators trembled, an indescribable fear filling their hearts, rendering them nearly incapable of thought.

The Great Sun Sword Cultivators and the Master Tushan maidens felt an infinite heat, an infinite path of destruction, and stirred with extreme longing.

Within that destroying sun!

Within that sun lay the power to advance further, stronger Gong Fa, stronger sword techniques—the source of their strength and lineage.

Their weakness before Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong peers of the same realm was not due to their lack of talent!

It was because the source of their lineage, the sunlight of their heritage, had never enveloped them.

Now, the true sun has appeared.

"Kill!"

"Escape, flee at once!"

Among the billions of Lei Yang Tian Chun Jian cultivators and Qi Sect cultivators, over a dozen He Dao Shen Jun finally broke free from the Great Sun Sword Disciple's pressure and made their choices in an instant.

A Qi Sect He Dao Shen Jun roared in fury.

He revealed a flesh body the size of mountain stars, gears turning within his flesh, countless arrows firing simultaneously to form a dense net of rules, surging toward the sun in the sky, seeking to obscure its radiance and devour all light, to Li Xia Da Gong for his sect.

"Kill!"

"Kill kill kill!"

A He Dao Sword Cultivator from Lei Yang Tian Chun Jian howled in frenzy.

He transformed into billions of thunder, boundless sword domains, launching billions of thunder-sword formations toward the sky, his sword intent flowing freely, intent on slaying all mighty foes, forging the foundation of a Celestial Human, making the ultimate leap.

This was a true He Dao Shen Jun who had walked a path of slaughter, facing every formidable foe with unwavering resolve, carving life and death with his sword.

"Kill!"

In an instant, all the He Dao Shen Jun who had broken free from the Great Sun Sword Disciple's pressure had made their choices.

Eleven He Dao Shen Jun chose to burn their essence-blood to fight this Xianzong Dao Zi; countless heavenly dao law-nets blanketed the sky, dense and layered, myriad mysterious techniques and treasures tearing apart one realm after another—even a pseudo-Celestial Human cultivator would flee in terror.

Another four He Dao Shen Jun chose to burn everything, fleeing without regard for consequence.

A thousand people, a thousand faces—choices differed.

Jing!

No matter the choice, there was only one sword.

High above, a brilliant beam of sunlight instantly tore through the hidden sky, shattered the heavenly dao law-nets, and pierced through every technique and treasure, descending once more between sky and earth.

No,

No no!

There had never been any return of sunlight.

None of the attacks, none of the He Dao Shen Jun's mysterious techniques and treasures had ever obscured the sun's radiance.

These treasures and heavenly dao law-nets appeared, were pierced—nothing more—and failed to block even one ten-millionth of it.

In an instant, all the He Dao Shen Jun froze.

Whether the He Dao Shen Jun who chose to resist or those who chose desperate flight, all were identical—each had a beam of light piercing their third eye, annihilating their soul.

At this moment, there was no immortality for He Dao Shen Jun.

The destruction-will within the light directly pierced the marks left by He Dao cultivators within the heavenly dao law-nets, shattering them—He Dao Shen Jun were utterly dead.

The billions of Qi Sect and Lei Yang Tian Chun Jian cultivators in this sky fell instantly silent.

Below He Dao, even Lian Xu cultivators lacked the qualification to move, let alone resist.

This was the Dao Zi of the Upper Realm's Xianzong, the sovereign of billions of beings!

Immense majesty and power rested upon him, from start to finish firmly holding the crown of the myriad worlds, never lost.

The billions of cultivators in this realm, friend or foe, all submitted.

Complete silence.

"Rise."

"Kneeling rites have no place among sword cultivators."

Jiang Ding waved his hand gently and said softly: "Sword cultivators must possess the courage to challenge all mighty foes—this is the key to our path."

"It seems that over these times, you have lost some of the glory of the Great Sun Sword Cultivators."

Yes.

To the Great Sun Sword Disciple, many of these Great Sun Sword Cultivators were even less pure than those in the Yinming Sword Cave Heaven.

Though they grew in more favorable conditions in the Upper Realm and possessed higher cultivation, they had grown too complacent, losing the true meaning of the Great Sun Sword Dao.

"We are guilty."

Many Great Sun Sword Cultivators bowed their heads again.

"We pay homage, Sword Zi!"

A red-haired He Dao Shen Jun appeared before Jiang Ding, bowing respectfully.

No introduction was needed; by instinct, the Great Sun Sword Disciple's instinct, Jiang Ding knew this wild youth was a native of the Yan Yang world cluster, who, tens of thousands of years ago, forcibly switched to Great Sun Sword Cultivation at the Lian Xu stage—and succeeded, the only cultivator ever to successfully transition to the Great Sun Sword Dao.

His name was Ji Changsheng.

For tens of thousands of years, the most outstanding cultivator of the Upper Realm's Great Sun Sword Dao, comparable to Chong Chong Guang Zi, possessing strength nearing that of a lineage disciple.

A rare genius.

The Upper Realm's Great Sun Sword Dao, deprived of its Sword Zi, had developed independently for tens of thousands of years, producing many outstanding achievements and talents.

"You, are quite good."

Jiang Ding gave a slight nod.

That was all.

Having walked all the way to today, he had seen too many heroes of the world, and so it was no longer anything rare.

"

Thank you, Sword Child."

Ji Changsheng's heart stirred with joy.

Jiang Ding gently closed his eyes.

In that instant, the positions and information of the many Great Sun Sword cultivators and Fox Mountain maidservants appeared within his sea of consciousness, densely packed, spread across every corner of the world clusters, numbering in the billions.

This was the support the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm gave to the Great Sun Sword Dao.

At this moment, the many Great Sun Sword cultivators and Fox Mountain maidservants converged toward this place like madmen; along the way, cultivators of the Thunder Yang Heaven Sword Realm and the Immortal Artifact Sect not only did not dare to obstruct them, but instead fled from this direction at an even swifter speed, as if fleeing for their lives.

The gathering sword cultivators allowed Jiang Ding to see their caliber.

"Far too poor."

"Although there is much innovation, the development of Great Sun Immortal Dao techniques lags behind the Ancient God Domain world clusters by at least twenty thousand years; compared with thirty thousand years ago, there is almost no progress at all."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

At this moment, the Great Sun inheritances held by these Great Sun Sword cultivators automatically uploaded themselves to him, giving him much inspiration to supplement.

But overall, there was not much innovation worth taking seriously.

This was enough to show how terrifying the speed of Immortal Dao scientific development of the Immortal Sect and the Great Sun Sword Master was; even though these Great Sun Sword cultivators relied on the platform of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, they still could not be mentioned in the same breath as the Immortal Sect.

Of course,

This seemed to be related to the fact that Jiang Jiang Jinxian did not participate in the deduction of the Great Sun Sword Dao.

That one did not wish to see a Great Sun Sword Dao that copied the paths of the Great Yin and the Great Yang emerge — it would be utterly meaningless.

However, it was not entirely without gains.

He still saw many old acquaintances.

Especially, one old acquaintance among them.

She was only at the peak of Void Refinement, already extremely aged, relying on many life-extending elixirs to survive until today.

Much grey-white had appeared in her hair, but it was concealed by spellcraft, still in the appearance of a young girl, just as when he had first seen her many years ago, without a single change.

She seemed, about to die.

Jiang Ding's heart was stirred.

This time, he did not directly see through the other's concealing spellcraft; he simply quietly watched the other walk over step by step from the distant starry sky beyond, and gently perform a salute.

"It's been so long, so long."

"Once again, I have seen you, Young Master."