Chapter 2136: Grand Burial of the Fortune True Dragon Son

Jiang Ding's mind was flooded with many thoughts, which then slowly settled.

The Central Array Spirit Computer's assessment of ideological and moral character contained no errors; at this very moment, the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal indeed could not fully represent the interests of the Immortal Sect.

In this era, the Sword Dao had overshadowed the entire Immortal Dao of the Immortal Sect.

This was a cold material law, irretrievable by emotion.

The world is idealistic; only with human emotion do the myriad things of the world become colorful and vivid, full of sound and color; without emotion, all matter is meaningless to living beings.

Yet the world is also materialistic; in the material world, the flow of matter and energy follows cold material laws.

Those who defy material laws never meet a good end.

In current reality, the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal possesses productive forces, research and development capabilities, and combat power far exceeding the entire Immortal Sect; to expect him to fully submit to the Immortal Sect's greater good is not objective.

Since the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal's kindergarten days, the Immortal Sect has always taught him that the Immortal Sect's Dao-heart is built on two pillars: interest and emotion; the Immortal Sect will never forcibly deprive citizens of their interests using reasons such as 'the greater good' or 'righteousness'; whenever conscription occurs, there must be compensation.

The Immortal Sect is an Immortal Sect formed by the common interests of its citizens, not a father figure standing high above, demanding citizens' selfless dedication.

While safeguarding the Immortal Sect's interests and the greater good, every citizen should not neglect their own interests for any reason!

This is the Immortal Sect's teaching.

The Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal achieved this.

Thus, the path of the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal began to diverge from that of the Immortal Sect.

"In the future, will these two diverging paths converge again?"

Jiang Ding whispered.

Clang!

In the heavens and earth, a sound of a sword breaking through destruction emerged.

That was the wound of the Fortune True Dragon Son, broken into several segments; within the severed ends lay destructive, terrifying sword qi and sword intent, coiling like a bone-rotting plague around every inch of the True Dragon's body, forever impossible to drive away, and now these terrifying existences, under the Sword Master's will, returned once more.

"Roar!"

"Roar, roar..."

In the horrified gazes of all human cultivators, from the True Dragon Immortal Corpse, broken into several segments and already devoid of all life, came the sound of a dragon's roar and bellow; faintly, the authority of the Primordial Fortune Great Dao emerged, suppressing the heavens and earth.

On each severed end of the dragon corpse, countless flesh buds suddenly sprouted, rapidly elongating, connecting with the flesh buds from another severed end.

This sky-piercing, earth-reaching True Dragon Immortal Corpse twisted continuously; flesh and blood were reborn, broken bones healed anew; in the span of a single breath, a five-clawed Fortune Golden Dragon reappeared in the star domain!

Its pressure was extremely terrifying, far surpassing the Eight Tribulations Supreme, indeed even exceeding the Nine Tribulations Supreme; merely its body was enough to suppress an entire star domain, invincible wherever it went.

"Kill!"

"Supreme Great Sun..."

"Hate! Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate..."

The True Dragon Immortal Corpse roared and bellowed, faintly emitting a blurred voice of endless resentment.

"This!"

"Such a body!"

Yuan, the Seven Kill Sword Venerable, and other human Supreme Beings felt a shock in their hearts.

The Fortune True Dragon Son was already dead, certainly so; the endless starry sky's Heavenly Dao had caused blood rain to fall from the heavens; what remained here was merely a True Dragon Immortal Corpse, with no soul or spirit retained within, just a cold, dead object.

Yet in the instant the Sword Immortal's power ceased suppressing it, this cold dragon corpse underwent a corpse transformation; a new living being was born within the dragon corpse!

This was the innate foundation of a Nine Tribulations Supreme!

This was the future Nine Tribulations Corpse Dragon, inheriting part of the True Dragon Immortal's memories!

If left unchecked, within at most one hundred thousand years, a Nine Tribulations Supreme would be born, creating a terrifying turmoil spanning dozens of star domains; billions of living beings would die because of it; a Nine Tribulations Corpse Dragon's thirst for living beings' blood and souls is endless; no one can resist such a terrifying disaster.

"Hate, hate, hate!"

"Kill! Kill..."

This Corpse Dragon's will, born from resentment, had not yet formed a true living being's will, but under the guidance of endless resentment instinctively charged toward the young man in green robes nearby.

In an instant, a terrifying phantom of the Primordial Fortune Great Dao emerged, suppressing an entire star domain, causing countless living beings to feel fear and unease.

"I did not carve fear into the corpse of my Dao-friend,"

"This is this Lord's fault."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Facing such a naive opponent, he had no interest in drawing his sword.

Clang!

The will of the Great Sun Immortal-Mortal Sword Soul flashed and vanished.

The True Dragon Immortal Corpse's body instantly stiffened; the huge dragon eyes, once glowing with faint spiritual light, dimmed again into lifeless darkness; the sky-piercing, earth-reaching dragon corpse fell through the starry sky, landing before the young man in green robes.

Jiang Ding casually cast a Corpse-Suppressing Spell, sealing this dragon corpse into his storage jade pendant.

In an era without the emergence of a True Immortal, this dragon corpse would have been invincible, called a Nine Tribulations Supreme, the Dragon Emperor, and certainly would have left epic records beneath the starry sky.

But in this era, this dragon corpse was merely a toy.

The battle of Fortune between the Supreme Great Sun and the True Dragon thus came to a close; the victor obtained everything.

Jiang Ding's gaze swept across, landing on the battlefield.

Living beings still survived on the battlefield: the remnants of the Nine Imperial Guards of the Fortune True Dragon Immortal Dynasty, numbering hundreds of millions, including human experts, True Dragon clan experts, Phoenix clan experts, and experts from ten thousand races.

In the final moment of the battle, these experts had lost their value; the Fortune True Dragon Son did not force these subordinates to accompany him in death, letting them go, and even used some remaining strength to protect these ten-thousand-race experts who had followed him.

In this regard, this person possessed the bearing of an emperor.

In fact, the number of these surviving True Dragon Imperial Guards initially exceeded two billion, representing all races, surviving through immense luck.

After confirming the Fortune True Dragon Son's death, most ten-thousand-race experts spoke not a word, committing suicide by cutting their own throats, following the True Dragon Son into death, unwilling to remain as captives.

What remained finally were only these hundreds of millions, the last Imperial Guards of the Fortune True Dragon Immortal Dynasty.

"Zhenjun He Huan Dao-friend,"

Jiang Ding said softly.

The Joy Union Sect Master, and the past Joy Union Holy Maidens, were responsible for intelligence and propaganda work within the Supreme Solar Dao Court.

"Sword Master."

"Please give your orders."

The Joy Union Sect Master appeared before the blue-robed youth in an instant, gazing at him with a touch of grievance.

Since ancient times, the Sect Masters of the Joy Union Holy Land had all been consorts of the Human Sovereign, but no one had expected this generation's Human Sword Immortal to show absolutely no interest in that regard.

"Erect a cenotaph, and give the True Dragon Son Daoist a grand burial."

"Although he was an enemy, this Daoist did possess some bearing. He did not exterminate the human race, and within his domain there existed many human Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong. Even at the moment of death, he preserved much of his dignity."

Jiang Ding ignored the other's grievance and said calmly.

In the endless starry sky, the beings who could converse with the Sword Immortal were becoming fewer with each one he met. With this one dead, it was not that he felt no slight sorrow in his heart — a grand burial was only fitting, for they were of the same kind after all.

Such a gesture should also somewhat reassure the cultivators of the myriad races across the various star domains.

The Supreme Solar Sword Immortal would not allow the cultivators of the myriad races to grow too powerful.

However, she also needed them, and would reserve a place for them. For the True Dragon Immortal Clan, the Phoenix Immortal Clan, and various other races had each produced brilliant achievements in certain directions of Immortal Dao technology — these beings could promote the development of the Supreme Solar Immortal Dao system.