Chapter 1711: The Lord of the Human Race's Six Paths of Reincarnation Has Died

This final war to unify the world clusters of the Ancient God Domain stretched on for tens of thousands of years, and today, at last, it came to an end.

The Old Ancestor of the Ancient God Dao, an ancient being who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years through slumber and reincarnation by possession, walked to the end of his life this day.

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword.

He held the sword flat before his chest, flicked the blade lightly with a finger, producing a clear, melodious tone, and in this manner saw off another bearer of the human race's legacy.

Within the sword's hum, ripples of dim yellow light that extinguished the Law spread outward in every direction, sweeping away karma, rules, and any trace of divine soul.

Boom!

Rumble!

At the same time, the main cannons of the Immortal Gate's nine great army deep-space fleets roared in unison, firing shell after shell.

Upon these shells were inscribed Buddhist-light runes, Daoist azure-light runes, character after character, and these characters combined to form a resplendent eighth-tier divine soul scripture called the "Supreme Lord Rebirth Mantra."

This was the Immortal Gate's highest achievement in the art of deliverance!

At this moment, billions of cannons fired as one, seeing off the Ancient God Ancestor who had ruled the Ancient God world clusters for hundreds of thousands of years; boundless light of deliverance suffused the entire cosmic starry sky, delivering again and again upon every mote of dust, every corner of space, every rule, ensuring the annihilation of any soul-parasitic particle.

Amid the cannon roar of the Immortal Gate's nine great deep-space fleets, the sword's howl gradually rose higher.

"…The Nine Mansions of Tu, the hundred and twenty Fengdu Hells…"

"…There are sentient beings who do not cultivate the true Dao, who die and enter the long night, their souls becoming lesser ghosts…"

"…Merit beyond conception, the practitioner receives blessed reward… Bestow upon them the Dharma-food feast, the path of eternal peace and joy."

The present Sword Master of the Great Sun, in a chanting tone, saw off and delivered a hero who, tens of thousands of years ago, had rescued the human race from the brink of extinction within the world clusters.

Within such sword-song, the Taiqing Flying Sword merged into karma, severing strand after strand of the karmic threads clinging to the Ancient God Ancestor.

The Karma-Destroying Sword!

Snap~

Snap, snap…

The sounds of zither strings breaking rose one after another, lending this death knell a different rhythm.

Many Immortal Gate cultivators, following these sounds of snapping strings, seemed to see scene after scene.

In the Imperial Soil Middle Realm, a mortal Emperor who was just ascending the great throne fell from it without a sound, losing his vitality, while the ministers and consorts around him cried out in shock;

In the Skyfire Lesser Realm, a little beggar silently lost his life in the cold wind;

In the distant void far from the world clusters of life, within an embryo wrapped in layers of meteorites, the nascent divine soul within was snuffed out in an instant…

No matter when or where, no matter hidden within the soul of a mighty cultivator or a mortal, or within the soul of a demon beast or spirit beast, or even within the endless barren cosmos far from the world clusters of life—

Any place bound by the karma of the Ancient God Ancestor would surely face a devastating strike!

The Immortal Gate's nine great deep-space fleets and the Sword Master of the Great Sun performed the music of deliverance together; supreme honor, the utmost funeral glory wholly enveloped this cosmic starry sky, lasting a full three years.

In these world clusters, never had anyone received such an honor—it could truly be called a first since the dawn of creation.

The music slowly ceased.

Jiang Ding sheathed his long sword, having completed his farewell.

"Jiang Ding, set up another large-scale deliverance formation."

"This is an opponent worthy of respect."

From the distant deep-space fleets came voice upon overlapping voice, the collective will of the Immortal Gate fleet: "In those years, when Zou Zou Xiyuan died, our conditions were limited, so we only delivered him for a thousand years, ensuring his divine soul was utterly destroyed and he could never be reborn."

"Thinking of it now, it was probably a disgrace."

"A top hero of the world clusters like the Ancient God Ancestor must be delivered for at least thirty thousand years—only then would it befit his station."

"If we were too hasty and perfunctory, others would say the Immortal Gate does not understand the way of hospitality."

"That would be far too discourteous."

On this day, many citizens within the collective will of the Immortal Gate fleet once more recalled the trillions of citizens who had died in battle on the mother world tens of thousands of years ago—their wailing, their sorrow, and the scenes of their final tragic deaths.

"Alright."

Jiang Ding smiled.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword left its sheath and delivered a strike.

The Six Paths of Heaven and Earth bloomed in his hand; six sword-Dao worlds spun, finally merging into a single strike that annihilated the Five Elements and karma of heaven and earth.

Yet this strike did not cleave anything; instead, it drew in boundless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the starlight of the cosmos, and at last condensed into a colossal runic light-sword piercing heaven and earth, suppressing the center of this apocalyptic battlefield.

Boom!

Rumble!

The Immortal Gate's nine great deep-space fleets fired in unison; countless beams of Solar Prime Magnetic Destruction Divine Light descended from the heavens, driving deep into the surroundings of the colossal runic light-sword like dragon-nailing stakes, resonating with it as formation lines and runes sprang forth, forming a super-giant deliverance grand array that enveloped everything.

Within it, the deliverance scripture blazed without pause, and the light of deliverance shone upon this cosmic starry sky without pause.

The Immortal Gate fleet continuously fed in all manner of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, pouring them into this temporary formation to solidify it, ensuring it could endure and operate for at least tens of thousands of years.

Jiang Ding flicked his fingers, sending forth a great quantity of heavenly materials and earthly treasures—including even a small piece of eighth-tier Great Sun Immortal Spirit Gold—refining his single sword-strike into an eighth-tier temporary treasure.

All the light gradually faded.

What remained was only this stretch of shattered cosmic starry sky, an apocalyptic battlefield, with unhealable spatial rift openings scattered everywhere, the poison of Law-Extinction and radiation dust everywhere—

—everywhere; even a Dao-Merging Divine Monarch who lost focus for a moment within these battlefield ruins would die instantly, the danger pushed to the extreme.

Due to the difficulty of remediation, these battlefield ruins would remain here for a long time; in the future, they might earn a name such as the Ancient God Forbidden Ground.

At the same time, after the Ancient God Ancestor's complete death with no possibility of revival, an unusual phenomenon appeared.

It was the rumbling sound of the operation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation of Heaven and Earth—one of the fundamental rules governing the cosmos.

In ages long past, before any being died, its divine soul would fall into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and only then be reborn; but in this age when the Six Paths were shattered, the authority of the Six Paths was scattered in all directions, falling upon every bearer of the human race's Six Paths legacy.

With the death of the Ancient God Ancestor, a portion of that authority transferred toward the nearby bearer of the Six Paths legacy.

"The Six Paths…"

Jiang Ding's heart gave a jolt.

At this moment, more of the mysteries of the Six Paths of Reincarnation opened to him, displaying for him the most orthodox, most primordial Six Paths of Reincarnation; countless exquisite immortal Dao knowledge unfolded one by one within his Sea of Consciousness, granting him boundless comprehension, as countless tides of inspiration bloomed within his Sea of Consciousness.

An instinct told him one thing.

"The Lord of the Six Paths of the Human Race has already perished!"

It was reviving, establishing the Six Paths of Reincarnation of the mortal world; if anyone was willing and did not find it beneath them, they could join in and compete for the authority of the Lord of the Six Paths.

It did not mind in the slightest, and generously shared the authority of the mortal world's Six Paths of Reincarnation, issuing a warm invitation.

This generosity even spread to the foreign races.

Under Its influence, the inheritance of the Six Paths of Reincarnation had already begun to spread and be passed down among races beyond the human race.