Chapter 1658: The Great Sun Heavenly Palace has arrived, and she will accompany you to become the Supreme

"Four-Nine-Two Minor World Jia-Two-Five Formation Node…"

On this day, the Great Sun Sword Son, through the Six Paths Reincarnation Sword Qi Talismans distributed to various places, was discussing something with the many sword cultivators of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm.

As early as several decades ago, to facilitate communication, Jiang Ding had built a local network within the range of the Tiangong Star Chain World Cluster, the core of which was a solar-grade supercomputer—his own divine soul.

Through this world cluster local network, from the highest Harmonization Divine Monarchs down to the Qi-Training cultivators who had just stepped onto the Immortal Path, all could be observed and directly communicated with by him.

Of course, ordinary Soul Transformation cultivators and those below them could not actively communicate with him; the computational load would simply be too great.

Because of this measure, the efficiency of the many sword cultivators of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm increased several times over; it would probably take about two hundred years to complete the installation of the Yin-Yang Locking Heaven Formation.

"Canghai Tianjun,"

Great Love Divine Monarch hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stood up from a century of cultivation and asked softly.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

This was a form of courtesy.

In fact, most of his computing power was still processing the formation calculations and installation work of sword cultivators in various places, as well as comprehending the sword Dao classics arranged for him by the Sun Sword Lord; he had currently comprehended up to the second Heavenly-Human grade sword Dao Gong Fa.

"Canghai Tianjun,"

"May I set up a formation to prevent Li Qingyun Divine Monarch from escaping?"

Great Love Divine Monarch said bluntly.

What Li Qingyun Divine Monarch was like in others' eyes, he did not know, but in his eyes, he was completely a despicable, shameless, bottomless, greedy little person.

For such a little person, one must prepare in advance to prevent him from fleeing with treasures.

It was not that he did not trust the Great Sun Sword Son's power.

Mainly, this opportunity was too important.

Additionally, this Li Qingyun Divine Monarch was indeed somewhat peculiar.

If one was not prepared at all times, even the Great Sun Sword Son might capsize in a ditch and let him escape.

"Fellow Daoist, feel free to do as you wish."

Jiang Ding could not help but laugh.

Regarding Han Lin, he was relatively trusting.

Because the two sides had cooperated many times without any accidents occurring, and additionally, he had a certain confidence in his own sword intent locking.

However, if Great Love Divine Monarch was not at ease, he naturally would not stop him.

"Thank you, Canghai Tianjun."

Great Love Divine Monarch bowed in thanks.

Then, he took out one Gu worm after another, and formation disks, and meticulously arranged a massive formation around the Colorful Cloud Minor World; it was not a killing formation or a trapping formation, and its main function seemed to be blocking instantaneous spatial teleportation, instantaneous divine soul transfer, and the like.

Unknowingly, another several decades passed.

On this day, the thick fog surrounding the Colorful Cloud Minor World gradually dispersed, and the scene within was gradually revealed.

The originally murky yellow, infinitely fierce and venomous Tianhe had disappeared; heaven and earth suddenly cleared, and the sun, moon, and stars were bright and pure as if washed.

Under this night sky, among many formations, a youth with slightly dark skin and ordinary features slowly stood up.

In his hand he held a clay jar, which seemed to contain the sun, moon, and stars, flickering with faint light and Primordial Purple Qi, projecting a Myriad Stars and Ten Thousand Dao Diagram onto the surroundings.

He seemed very weary, yet calm as water, slowly stood up, and walked toward a blue-clothed youth in the distance.

At this moment, this person's body was filled with a certain indescribable brilliance, seemingly no less than that of the blue-clothed youth in the distance.

This brilliance flashed and vanished, seeming to be merely an illusion.

Jiang Ding silently watched this old acquaintance he had known since high school.

"Little Martial Uncle,"

"I have not failed my mission."

Han Lin came before the blue-clothed youth, bowed in salute, and handed over the clay jar in his hand.

"Mm."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly, took the clay jar, and swept it with his divine sense.

In that instant, he touched upon a force of creation, which seemed able to mend his foundation, seemed able to trigger a breakthrough of limits, yet it was only a slight stirring, not much.

This let Jiang Ding know one thing.

This was not a treasure that could let him break through three limits.

'A ninth-grade near-immortal-grade Creation Treasure, even one nearly surpassing the ninth-grade limit, and it still won't do…'

Jiang Ding sighed inwardly.

Surpassing the three-rule Nirvana limit—this was approaching a True Immortal Seed, this was forging the foundation for becoming an immortal; even a ninth-grade supreme treasure could not break through this limit!

This was truly heartbreaking, making one want to hang one's head in despair, wanting to find all the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Dao Sons and Immortal Clan Holy Sons and beat them to death.

The Great Sun Sword Son suddenly revealed an unmistakably sorrowful expression, puzzling to onlookers.

However, this abnormal emotion vanished in an instant.

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword.

Sword light slashed at the clay jar, cutting it into four pieces, revealing the clear spiritual liquid wrapped within Primordial Purple Qi, causing these many creation objects to float in the air, spinning round and round.

Gaze after gaze of extreme longing fixed upon these things.

"Inspect and confirm whether the quantity and quality are correct."

Jiang Ding spoke concisely.

When distributing spoils, he was always solemn and earnest, even down to a single spirit stone.

"Yes!"

Great Love Divine Monarch and the other took a deep breath.

They were not polite, repeatedly scanning these spirit liquids with their divine sense to appraise their quality, meticulous to the extreme, unwilling to neglect even a trace.

After a long while.

"Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, indeed

without error."

"Little Junior Uncle, there is no mistake."

The two spoke in turn.

"Good."

"Then take your things."

Jiang Ding nodded.

"Yes!"

Han Lin and the Great Love Canghai Tianjun stepped out, involuntarily revealing a hint of killing intent toward each other, then took their respective twenty percent of the Heavenly Craft Spirit Treasure Creation Spirit Spring, and finally quickly distanced themselves from one another.

Jiang Ding also collected the final Spirit Spring.

Thirty percent of this belonged to him, while another thirty percent was the sect asset of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm.

"Little Junior Uncle, farewell!"

With the treasures in hand, Han Lin and the other no longer lingered; after clasping their hands in salute, they flew off in two completely different directions, vanishing quickly from sight.

Both were Dao-Integration Tianjuns who had grown from the bottom among scattered cultivators, seasoned and cunning figures; regarding how to protect themselves, they actually needed no one to tell them.

"I wish,"

"that both Daoist friends may have an eternal path to immortality, and that we may meet again another day..."

Jiang Ding watched the receding backs of the two old acquaintances and silently offered his blessings.

With their departure, there would inevitably be many risks and many treacheries in the future; perhaps even Immortals would take notice, and in extremely small probability, even the Supreme Ones would notice their existence; perhaps at some point they would die far from home.

These things, only the cultivators themselves must face, because he himself was the same, without so much composure.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and continued to contemplate the formations and contemplate the Gong Fa scriptures.

Thus, time passed.

Unknowingly, several decades had passed again.

On this day, the Heavenly Craft Star Chain world cluster suddenly blazed with light!

Infinite light!

Infinite heat!

A terrifying aura erupted; even suppressed below the Immortal realm, this aura still radiated a pressure that made people fear to the extreme, causing the time and matter of the entire world cluster to stop flowing, and even Dao-Integration Canghai Tianjun sword cultivators inheriting the sword could not resist a fraction.

This terrifying power solidified the world cluster, making the brilliant sun's light the sole existence of the world cluster.

In this brilliant world where all things were silent, Jiang Ding slowly opened his eyes.

He saw a palace, seeming both solid and illusory and hazy, born from the rules of creation and the sun's light, slowly descend into the space between universes, transmitting friendly and warm emotions toward him.

"Sun Sword Disciple wandering in a foreign land,"

"the Great Sun Heavenly Palace has arrived; the Great Sun Heavenly Palace will accompany you as you grow into a Supreme One, or die; we hope you will glorify the inheritance of past ancestral masters and advance further toward the True Immortal that past ancestral masters infinitely longed for."

"We hope you will possess a life of sword Dao without regrets."