Chapter 2158: After a Million Years, I See the True Form of the Fusang Sacred Maiden

Law-Nullifying Spirit-Sealing Seed.

This is a manifestation of the Law-Nullifying Dao on the mortal plane—a transformation of the fundamental rules governing a realm.

"I think… I've discovered something extraordinary…"

Jiang Ding suddenly felt a chill of alarm.

This kind of event, this ritual, altering realms and influencing infinite cosmic stars, seemed the true grand path—where slaying a True Immortal's offspring and devouring their Dao paled into insignificance beside it.

At this moment, the Law-Nullifying Dao stirred more vibrantly and restlessly than ever before, radiating subtle fluctuations perceptible only to a True Immortal of the Law-Nullifying Dao.

At this moment, the True Immortal of the Law-Nullifying Dao seemed to be walking her own Dao.

A surge of excitement, mixed with deeper fog and unknowns, erupted suddenly in Jiang Ding's heart.

His calculations contained too many variables—he could not see the future clearly, only sense faintly a direction that stirred his soul.

The Law-Nullifying Dao gradually calmed.

Jiang Ding grew composed, gazing toward a direction—across dozens of star domains, a desolate void.

Though it appeared empty, it concealed a True Immortal-level obscuring force, lying dormant for countless eons without stirring, and hidden by the vastness of the infinite stars, never detected.

A single grain of sand within a desert—even a True Immortal, unless forewarned of an anomaly in that star region, would struggle to perceive it.

Yet as time passed, the True Immortal's power grew stronger, and the obscuring force began to strain under the burden.

There, a beacon, unmistakably clear to the Supreme Solar Sword Immortal, awaited—anytime she wished to descend, no barrier could stop her.

…

The Fusang Divine Tree still stood.

Radiant and luminous, hidden within the void, it had never moved once in over a million years—ever since the True Phoenix True Immortal was born.

Flight and evasion were meaningless.

A True Immortal's gaze could pierce dozens of star domains; their flight could traverse vast cosmic distances—a mode of travel beyond the age.

In comparison, ordinary beings crawling forward on foot were painfully slow.

Even if you led by a million years, flew for a million years, a True Immortal could still easily catch up—under such an insurmountable gap, stillness and concealment became the only wise choice.

The Fusang Sacred Land had passed down countless generations, accumulating ample experience in this regard.

At this moment, female cultivators of the Fusang Sacred Land moved swiftly through the Fusang Divine Tree, plucking leaves, harvesting secondary spiritual fruits, collecting solar essence in jade vials—all orderly and precise.

Beyond these mundane sect duties, the most vital task was assisting the Fusang Sacred Maiden in managing the affairs of the Infinite Star Domain Office.

This office was directly overseen by the Fusang Sacred Maiden, responsible for wooing, uniting research efforts, delivering lectures, and remotely controlling the Dao Court from beyond the Supreme Solar Heavenly Palace.

The Fusang Sacred Maiden sat quietly beneath the Fusang Divine Tree, gazing into the distance, lost in thought.

Though years had passed, she remained as captivating as when she first met the Supreme Solar Sword Immortal—standing within the solar radiance, like a Sun Goddess, beautiful enough to steal breath.

Beside her, the Zhu Que Sacred Maiden sat demurely.

"Sacred Maiden, Your Majesty,"

"The Sacred Land's exposure is estimated to occur within no more than three hundred thousand years."

An aged Supreme approached, whispering.

Upon the birth of the Fusang Sacred Maiden, she would assume command of the Fusang Divine Tree Array, becoming the most revered cultivator in the sect—her master was her elder, not her superior.

The Fusang Sacred Maiden gave no reply.

"If, after three hundred thousand years, no new change arises, the Fusang Sacred Land will enter the Return-to-Nothing slumber."

"Awaiting the future…"

The Supreme spoke, his voice heavy with sorrow.

Once entering the Return-to-Nothing slumber, all life within the Fusang Sacred Land would perish, entering the alien imperial dynasty's dormant period, awaiting the death of this generation's sovereign before even considering return.

Yet she could not accept it.

In this age, the Fusang Sacred Land possessed its own True Immortal, had given birth to an Empress—yet she was not within the same star domain as the True Immortal. Such cruel fate.

Such an anomaly had never occurred in the history of the Fusang Sacred Land.

Surely, once the Sacred Maiden's Dao partner was born, he must dwell within the same star domain—bound by profound karmic ties—not separated by an impossibly vast, despair-inducing cosmic distance as now.

Around her, the Fusang Sacred Land's Supremes felt despair.

"Fellow disciples, do not despair."

"We are not yet at the end of the road."

The Fusang Sacred Maiden offered no rebuke, soothing softly: "I feel it—Your Majesty is beneath this very star domain. This is certain."

"Your Majesty is beneath this star domain?"

The Zhu Que Sacred Maiden and the Fusang Sacred Land's Supremes were stunned.

But isn't Your Majesty in the Eastern Pole Azure Emperor Star Belt?

Yet the karmic bond between Empress and True Immortal never lies—if the Empress has been born, the True Immortal must dwell within this star domain. This is historical truth.

No one dared press further, yet hope stirred in their hearts.

"All of you, fulfill your duties to the Dao Court faithfully—Your Majesty will surely…"

The Fusang Sacred Maiden patiently reassured them.

Suddenly.

She froze.

Then, the Fusang Sacred Maiden's face lit with boundless joy; she sprinted toward a direction, arms outstretched, like a little girl rushing to embrace something.

She collided with a spot—and stopped.

"Sacred Maiden…"

The Zhu Que Sacred Maiden and the Fusang Sacred Land's Supremes were jolted.

Within the radiance, they saw a young man in blue robes slowly materialize—suddenly appearing there, within the Fusang Divine Tree Array. Countless branches and leaves unfurled, radiating joyful emotion, offering no resistance, welcoming him fiercely—as if a long-absent noble guest had arrived.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, it has been a long time."

The Fushang Holy Maiden's eyes brimmed with tears.

She hugged the person before her tightly, burying her small head against his chest and rubbing it there, speaking with a nasal tone.

Her three thousand strands of black hair swayed with the movement of her small head, emitting a pleasant scent like sunlight, filled with deep longing that made one somewhat entranced.

"Long time... no see."

A slight ripple stirred in Jiang Ding's heart.

He held her waist with both hands and said softly.

If counting by the present world and his true form, this was the second time the Fushang Holy Maiden had met him, both times beneath the Fushang Divine Tree, as if it were some kind of fate.

The two meetings were separated by more than a million years.

How many million years are there in the life of a cultivator?

Such a span of time was not short for the Fushang Holy Maiden; the longing in her heart had accumulated bit by bit until now, forming mountains and seas, and at this moment, it poured out completely.

"We pay our respects!"

"We pay our respects to the Sword Master!"

"Welcome the Sword Master, descending upon the Zhu Que Southern Emperor Star Ring!"

The Zhu Que Holy Maiden and many Supreme Ones of the Fushang Sacred Land wore broad smiles on their faces, overwhelmed with excitement; one after another, they knelt to the ground, shouting like mountains and roaring like a tsunami.

How many years has it been?

How many years has it been since then!

This star region has finally welcomed the true fairy of the human race; the dawn of restoration has appeared once again, and is about to become reality.

(End of this chapter)