Chapter 1719: Discovering the Plane Passage of the Great Thousand World

The conversation did not last long; Jiang Ding left behind a clone and went off to handle the immortal sect's military affairs.

He came to Taiyi Taiyi Qingmu Middle Realm, searching the world inch by inch, not letting slip even the space beneath a single stone, carefully searching for the karmic aura of the ancient god's arm.

While working, he also split his attention across many places—cultivating, deducing various sword arts and Gong Fa, participating in the immortal sect's various research and development projects—never pausing for a single moment.

This was bound to be a process that consumed a great deal of time.

But it did not matter; a being with a five-hundred-thousand-year lifespan had excellent patience, and so-called tedium was nothing more than dust—utterly insignificant.

Unknowingly, more than fifty years passed.

"Taiyi Taiyi Qingmu Middle Realm has nothing."

Jiang Ding finished searching the last seaside spot and obtained his answer.

This kind of search required the operation of a special karmic art; it was not a simple sweep of divine sense. For him it was not easy—it took a full fifty years to finish checking one Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie.

"The next one is the Cold Iron Minor Realm; it should be searchable within ten years."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself and flew toward the next world.

Along the way, intelligence from all corners of the immortal sect was shared: currently all ten of the sect's Deep Space Fleets were searching everywhere, while the karmic-tracking art for the ancient god's arm was being optimized, and the histories of world clusters were constantly being combed through. From time to time, an entirely new world requiring a check would surface.

The bulk of the civilization's scientific research strength had been poured into this; all manner of past inferences were being overturned.

The immortal sect's ten Deep Space Fleets and the Great Sun Sword Lord busied themselves like this, checking everywhere.

Jiang Ding arrived at the Cold Iron Minor Realm, casually picked a direction, and began searching for the ancient god's arm aura, while splitting his attention to ponder various scientific research matters.

"Sword Lord."

The voice of the Great Sun Heavenly Palace suddenly appeared.

"Sword Lord, I have finished investigating all disciples of the Grand Yin–Grand Yang lineage in this world cluster. Among them, the Clear Serenity Green Yang inheritance disciples and the Grand Serenity Radiant Light inheritance disciples are both noteworthy—roughly a ten percent chance of advancing to Heaven-Human."

"Among them… there is no one of moldable talent."

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace concluded.

The "moldable talent" in her mouth naturally referred to cultivators who had a chance of advancing to Supreme—cultivators with even a one-in-ten-thousand chance of advancing to Supreme.

Only such cultivators could be called moldable talent.

Such a result was perfectly normal; for a single world cluster, the probability of birthing a Supreme was already extremely, extremely small.

"Keep searching, just wait,"

Jiang Ding consoled: "As time passes, the Grand Yin–Grand Yang lineage will sooner or later produce talent, as long as enough time is given."

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Sun Sword Lord had given the Great Sun Sword Lord a gift—namely, the many heavenly materials and earthly treasures left within the former Sun Heavenly Palace, including several ninth-grade heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

These

were gifts the Sun Sword Lord gave to the Great Sun Sword Lord personally.

Because of the Grand Yin–Grand Yang Covenant, half of these gifted treasures were judged invalid by the Great Sun Heavenly Palace, because they had not received the Grand Yin Sword Lord's permission.

Out of an intense sense of kinship toward the Grand Yin–Grand Yang lineage, the Great Sun Heavenly Palace implored the Great Sun Sword Lord to use this invalid half of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures to cultivate cultivators of the Grand Yin–Grand Yang lineage.

The Great Sun Sword Lord agreed, and set a scope: only the cultivation of Grand Serenity Radiant Light inheritance cultivators and Grand Yin–Grand Yang sword cultivators within the immortal sect was permitted.

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace calculated for many years and arrived at a conclusion: within this scope there was no moldable talent.

"Sword Lord,"

"May Yu Yu Qianzi be cultivated? She has a faint possibility of further advancing the Yin-Yang Sword Dao."

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace asked.

"Oh?"

"Didn't we say we were cultivating Grand Yin–Grand Yang sword cultivators?"

Jiang Ding asked curiously.

"The Yin-Yang lineage is different, Sword Lord."

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace explained: "The Yin-Yang lineage has shown great kindness to the Grand Yin–Grand Yang lineage; this cannot go unrepaid. Since the Grand Yin–Grand Yang lineage has no moldable talent, using it for the exploration of the Yin-Yang lineage's sword dao is not unacceptable."

"May Yu Yu Qianzi be cultivated?"

She asked again.

Jiang Ding fell into thought.

"Yes."

"But the Grand Serenity Radiant Light inheritance and the Green Yang–Green Serenity inheritance must be cultivated at the same time."

Jiang Ding said in a deep voice: "Among them, the Grand Serenity Radiant Light inheritance has an old connection with me—the previous Grand Serenity Radiant Light Sword Lord died in a Sacred Sword Duel with me; I must look after their descendants. The Green Yang–Green Serenity inheritance are citizens of the immortal sect; out of interest, I need to look after them."

"This is my inclination."

"Of course, if your formation-dao logic does not permit this, I will not object, because this is the personal property of the Grand Yin–Grand Yang Sword Lord."

"Of course it can, Sword Lord."

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace agreed at once: "The Yin-Yang lineage's kindness must be repaid, and the interests of the Grand Yin–Grand Yang lineage must naturally be looked after as well—this is only right."

Having obtained permission, she fell silent once more.

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace was a heritage treasure of the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm; she had a complete set of methods for cultivating sword cultivators. As long as permission was given, she would handle everything herself, without the Sword Lord needing to worry.

Jiang Ding continued to drift about the various corners of the world cluster, checking each place bit by bit.

Leisurely, more than a thousand years passed.

Over these thousand years, the immortal sect's Great Sun Sword Lord and the ten Deep Space Fleets had scattered to the four directions, going world by world, checking and checking again, searching for clues.

Finally, on this day, Jiang Ding, who was busy in a Minor Thousand World, received a piece of news.

"Demon Heaven Middle Realm?"

Jiang Ding started.

This was intelligence sent by Jin Lingfeng's Seventh Front Army—she had discovered an aura suspected to be the ancient god's arm, but could not confirm it.

This was the first time the immortal sect had obtained intelligence on an ancient god's arm of such a high grade.

Jiang Ding was in no hurry. He first spent several years conducting a thorough sweep of the minor realm he was in, and after confirming there was no aura of an ancient god, he rushed off to the Demon Heaven Realm.

Yuan, Divine Mechanism Divine Lord, Ten Thousand Mechanism Divine Lord, and others had already gathered here with their fleets, continuously calculating something in a deep sea area.

The seawater of this deep sea, tens of thousands of zhang deep, had been parted by the Immortal Gate, exposing a seabed that had not seen sunlight for who knew how many years.

It was a secluded, deep canyon that looked like nothing special.

"What did you find?"

Jiang Ding walked over and asked.

"There's an aura of an ancient god's arm here. It appeared once, then vanished."

Jin Jin Lingfeng explained: "Moreover, the space here seems extremely fragile and unstable, as if it could trigger a destructive collapse at any moment. We didn't dare act rashly."

"These are the rules and spatial data we obtained from scanning."

She handed over a set of materials.

Jiang Ding's divine sense swept over them, and he understood instantly.

Everyone gathered here to discuss and deliberate for a long time, and finally developed a targeted exploration spell called the "Temporary Spatial Body." It was crafted by refining countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures into a tiny spatial avatar. This spatial avatar possessed a strong affinity with space, yet its power was extremely weak, so it would not trigger a spatial collapse.

After more than a hundred years, this tiny spatial avatar was finally refined to completion.

The one to control it was naturally the Great Sun Sword Lord, the one with the highest attainment in the Immortal Gate's divine soul path.

"Everyone wait a moment."

Jiang Ding was immensely expectant.

He split off a sliver of his Great Sun Immortal-Mortal Sword Soul and merged it into the Temporary Spatial Body, controlling the avatar as it merged into this fragile expanse of space.

In an instant, an entirely new scene appeared before his eyes.