Chapter 676: Kind Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun Will Not Randomly Kill Any Nascent Soul Cultivator He Catches

Jiang Ding concealed his form, flying through the sky, heading toward Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's direction.

After thinking it over, he still felt that this person had recently spent so much effort planning and laying out schemes; he could not let such hard work go to waste.

Plus, since this target was the closest, he decided not to look for anyone else.

Thus, while Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun was hunting down his disciple, Jiang Ding was chasing after Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun.

He stopped from time to time, extending his spiritual sense to scan for places where traps or ambushes might exist, not necessarily pursuing speed, prioritizing safety above all.

This was not a chase-hunt, but a careful ambush; there was no need to rush against the clock.

The Great Clarity Flying Sword is the ruling token of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, the Imperial Jade Seal; it naturally senses the existence, state, cultivation Gong Fa, sword intent, and other information of all sword cultivators within the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, except the Great Sun Sword Master, within a certain range.

Including the Sword Dao Soul Transformation Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun!

As for whether one can command it, there are no regulations; it depends solely on the power one possesses.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion consists of the Great Sun Sword Master and the Great Sun Sword Son.

Theoretically, even the Great Sun Sword Master cannot use a flying sword to sense the existence of the Great Sun Sword Son.

The Great Sun Sword Son is not appointed by the Sword Master but rises through killing his way up; the two hold equal status.

It is like the youth and old age of a single person.

Of course, this is merely theory.

Everything must be decided by strength.

A Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun would not grovel before a Jin Dan Great Sun Sword Son; if things went wrong, killing a traitor was entirely possible.

Theoretical ruling authority cannot be converted into actual rule; in this regard, the Great Sun Sword Master would not offer assistance.

Because that would be encroaching on his rule.

At this very moment, a map appeared in Jiang Ding's mind; all Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun of the entire Great Sun Qingse Jianzong were marked on this map.

Some stood motionless, cultivating quietly within the sect; some were stationed in the Great Sun Sword City; others had gone out to visit friends or refine treasures... and so on, covering every detail.

The two closest points were nearby.

One had accelerated to maximum speed, chasing something; the other, originally farther away, was approaching from another direction, acting furtively, about to cross paths.

Since this person was merely traveling normally, his speed was slower.

"This person..."

Jiang Ding paused his steps, pondering for a moment.

"This journey has gone smoothly enough."

An old man with a pigeon face flew from the direction of the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong, returning to the Liu Dao Sect; he concealed his form, constantly watching his surroundings, his divine soul tense.

It was none other than Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun, who had defected from the Liu Dao Sect.

Thanks to the camaraderie of hundreds of past years, the large quantity of sword cultivator divine souls he brought, and the Zu De Gong Fa trading channels of the Beiyuan Family, no Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun had yet surrounded and killed him.

But he still could not be careless.

Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun knew that past bonds were rapidly fading with the passage of time.

Once he participated in severely injuring or killing a Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun of the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong, all bonds would vanish like smoke and clouds; hatred and resentment would become more intense than that of any Liu Dao Sect cultivator.

And the Liu Dao Sect would certainly arrange these things for him; it was only a matter of time.

"Alas, the Great Dao is fraught with difficulties."

Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun sighed.

"I have not yet obtained the complete version of the 'Three Turns Blood Condensation Method'; the million pigeon-blood poison people within the Liu Dao Sect who carry my same-source collateral bloodline are still growing and are not yet of great use.

I can only trouble my old friends; since they must die anyway, dying at my hands is fitting; after so many years of friendship, they will surely smile in their graves."

"When I attain the Dao, I will destroy the Liu Dao Sect to avenge you all."

Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun said unwillingly.

"These old fellows are all cunning and treacherous; I must think of a way..."

"Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun,"

"What are pigeon-blood poison people?"

Suddenly, a crisp, slightly youthful voice sounded beside his ear.

"Who?"

Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun was startled, looking toward the nearby area.

He did not have the habit of talking to himself!

All his thoughts were generated deep within his divine soul; he also constantly maintained concealment spells; how could anyone possibly know them?

At some unknown time, a youth in green robes appeared in the void nearby.

It was as if he had originally been there, only becoming known to others after speaking.

Jiang Ding gripped the sword hilt, drawing it out bit by bit, and asked curiously, "Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun, can you tell me what pigeon-blood poison people are?"

"This is very important to me, because I am kind; I need a reason to kill you."

"Tushan Master Dinghai Zhenjun? Have you defected to the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong?"

Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's face darkened.

Alarm signs constantly rose in his heart; a green poison shield imbued with sword intent emerged on his body; his spiritual sense spread wildly, scanning every corner of the surroundings; within his dantian, the Poison Pigeon Flying Sword rang out with a clanging sound.

Tushan Master Dinghai Zhenjun,

The Tushan Master Dinghai Zhenjun who appeared in the Black Snow Great Grassland!

Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun are few in number in the Beiyuan region, and each can cause earth-shaking changes to the local situation.

No Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun would ignore intelligence of this kind, because it concerns their safety, life and death, and the struggle for heavenly treasures and opportunities on their Dao path.

Moreover, it is easy; one merely needs to focus their spiritual sense; no Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun would skip this bit of time.

In the intelligence, Tushan Master Dinghai Zhenjun excelled in sword Dao, ambushed and slew General General Heishi's Divine Crow Master Dinghai Zhenjun, leaving even his Nascent Soul unable to escape, shaking the Northern Plains and earning him the reputation of a powerhouse among Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators.

Moreover, he was extremely cunning and skilled in concealment.

The Zhengmo Alliance's top experts joined forces to hunt him down, yet found not the faintest trace.

Excelling in sword Dao, joining the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong was only natural.

Here, the Northern Plains' most complete sword Dao lineage was preserved, and all powerful sword cultivators from across the world were welcomed.

His sudden appearance here made it hard not to suspect that the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong's stance had changed—just as he had thought, the bonds with those old friends might be equally insignificant.

"Crow's Blood Poison Men…"

Yinjiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun forced a smile onto his face, his mind racing as he scanned for ambushes while stalling: "Merely the bloodlines of some Liu Dao Sect demons—mostly direct descendants of criminals—beneficial to my path, and a form of vengeance for those comrades who died long ago."

"All these years, I have never forgotten them—Old Tao, Old Ghost, Old Hai—their faces often appear before my eyes. Everything I've done is for their vengeance."

His eyes darted frantically, his expression earnest, his eyes inexplicably moist.

This speech was not meant for Tushan, but for any Nascent Soul cultivators from the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong who might be lying in ambush nearby.

His spiritual sense scanned repeatedly—no discovery.

"Only you alone?"

Yinjiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun was startled and uncertain.

"I just heard a million Crow's Blood Poison Men."

"Don't deny it—how many innocent people, infants, women, children, have become materials for your poison cultivation? You are utterly insane."

Jiang Ding was satisfied; his Dao heart was steady. He issued his verdict.

"That means you are doomed to die, and I am righteous—not some madman who kills anyone at random."

Clang!

A blue-gold flying sword drew forth!

Sword light and sword intent spread out—a terrifying will of annihilation, law-breaking, and destruction blotted out sky and earth, sealing all escape.

Boom—

The sword's cry, like thunder splitting the air, rang clearly within Yinjiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's spiritual core, carving a spatial path between the flying sword and his soul, reducing all resistance to the barest whisper.

"Sword Qi Thunder Sound?!!"

Yinjiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's expression shattered in shock.

(End of Chapter)