Chapter 857

After an unknown duration, Jiang Ding regained consciousness.

"The fourth realm of the Sword Dao, Indestructible, is very close..."

Jiang Ding whispered.

On his fingertip, a blue-gold sword qi appeared.

This sword qi, though seemingly straight and sharp, actually had every part of its sword body subtly adjusted, secretly aligning with the four directions and the heavens and earth, able to draw trace amounts of spiritual qi from the heavens and earth to extend its own existence.

Now, it was already possible to keep the sword qi indestructible for three days.

It was not that breakthrough was impossible, nor that comprehension was unattainable, but that the Dao foundation at the peak of Jin Dan was too fragile, utterly unable to bear the existence of the fourth realm of the Sword Dao.

The Indestructible Sword Intent was too sharp; it would cause the soul and dantian to crack.

At least, the sword qi indestructibility he currently understood could not achieve this; perhaps it would be possible after countless years, when returning to simplicity and truth.

"Indestructible..."

"The ten-zhang unbreakable space of the Horned Demon Clan's Imperial Son is also very strong, integrating offense and defense. I have broken it many times, but as long as the Imperial Son is not dead, the ten-zhang space remains indestructible; the moment the sword leaves, it immediately restores itself. It can truly be called indestructible, and is equally formidable."

"If the Imperial Son were even stronger, my flying sword would be utterly unable to break his defense with a single strike."

Jiang Ding fell into thought.

"Are there even more powerful Imperial Sons within the Horned Demon Clan?"

"If there are, they would certainly be very powerful Dao Sons, with peerless and sharp offense, and defense with no blind spots whatsoever, truly perfect beings with no weaknesses."

"And that unknown power..."

"I wonder if it can also be born within the sword world's nascent ecosystem, whether in its small success or great success stages."

The Refining Void space is actually the essence of Refining Void power sinking down; the Dao Sons of the Jiudaxian Sect rely on this, making their ascension to Refining Void highly probable, as they are the future rulers of the sects.

"The ten-zhang unbreakable space, integrating offense and defense... a very profound technique."

Jiang Ding thought for a moment, then shook his head: "However, it seems it only manifests when body refinement reaches its ultimate limit, having nothing to do with us fragile Cui Ruo De Fa cultivators. The Immortal Fleet seems to have metal bodies as well; if we could create this and fashion it into warship shields, the overall strength of the military formation would instantly increase by several tiers."

"Never mind, thinking about this is too far off."

Jiang Ding recorded the many fleeting realizations of the ten-zhang indestructible space that appeared while he comprehended the sword world, planning to upload them after returning to the Immortal Sect.

Jiang Ding stood up and looked in all four directions.

Several months had passed; he had arrived in another unfamiliar region. The number of spell satellites overhead had recovered and was currently expanding.

Teacher Gu Lin and the others were happily gathering Yin-Yang Creation Qi everywhere, with abundant harvests; it was estimated that each of them could absorb Yin-Yang Creation Qi up to their own capacity limits.

The Yin-Yang Creation Qi within Teacher Gu Lin's Jin Dan had already approached fifty-four strands, nearing the limit, unable to absorb any more.

The limits for the others lay between ten and twenty strands of Yin-Yang Creation Qi, essentially guaranteeing the achievement of a High-Grade Nascent Soul.

The only regret was that Yin-Yang Creation Qi could not be taken out of the Yin-Yang Void Realm; otherwise, it could have blessed more Immortal Sect cultivators.

"How is it?"

Jiang Ding approached Teacher Gu Lin and asked softly.

He knew that during these days, Teacher Gu Lin had been attempting to condense a void realm within her domain, just like Yu Yu Qianzi.

Yu Yu Qianzi clearly possessed no Immortal Sect inherited Divine Metal, yet still held a world-shadow domain, only slightly inferior to other Dao Sons.

This indicated that Refining Void-grade spiritual metal, or Po Fa Xian Jin, theoretically had the possibility of giving birth to a Refining Void space.

During this period, Teacher Gu Lin was as if possessed, completely immersed in Dao comprehension.

Because this was the ladder to Refining Void.

"Not very well."

"My Ben Ming Fa contains Po Fa Xian Jin, but I cannot figure out how to utilize it."

Teacher Gu Lin displayed a square, dark metal object; it was the supercomputer core of her super warship, which was her Ben Ming Fa.

She said despairingly: "No matter what, I cannot condense a Refining Void space, not even a illusory one."

"It's fine; we are the same."

Jiang Ding comforted her: "I still don't know where to obtain my current Soul Transformation secret technique either; the road ahead is blocked for me as well. At least you are better off than me, merely expected to halt at the peak of Soul Transformation."

"Alright."

Teacher Gu Lin indeed felt somewhat better in her heart.

Even the Great Sun Sword Son was like this; her situation was quite normal.

"During recent patrols, have you discovered any traces of a possible Horned Demon Clan Imperial Son?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"No."

Teacher Gu Lin shook her head.

"That's good..."

Jiang Ding felt somewhat regretful.

He piloted the super warship Great Sun, concealed his form, and once again departed from the Immortal Fleet group, quietly wandering within the Yin-Yang Void Realm, occasionally forming hand seals to communicate with the nascent sword world in his brow, closing his eyes to sense something.

Thus, spending over half a year, he finally achieved results.

"Found it."

Jiang Ding and the super warship Great Sun revealed their forms, hovering amidst a suddenly appearing nascent ocean, continuously forming hand seals while chanting incantations.

Boom!

Within the ocean, thunder rose from flat ground; within a radius of ten thousand li, kilometer-high waves suddenly surged, and giant dragons roared ceaselessly in the water. One by one, these giant dragons possessed terrifying pressure, shaking the four directions.

They gathered toward the center; their roars and dragon cries shook heaven and earth, spreading to the surroundings, causing the seabed to undulate like waves, an earthquake.

The image of ten thousand dragons paying homage!

The Immortal Sect's Mi Fa is indeed profound; it actually forcibly created this supreme feng shui layout through artificial means in the later age, extracting the foundation of heaven and earth as if draining marrow.

"Strong!"

Jiang Ding's eyes held a look of awe, marveling at the terrifying wisdom of the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong's ancestral founders through the ages.

Roar!

Roar, roar!

After an unknown duration, amidst roars and dragon cries that shook heaven and earth, a hundred-thousand-foot sky dragon composed purely of Xuanhuang Hongmeng Mother Qi appeared in the ocean.

It struggled and roared incessantly, yet was enveloped by a hazy gray light blooming from the center of Jiang Ding's brow, causing layers of gray sealing runes to descend upon the hundred-thousand-foot sky dragon.

As time passed, the roars and struggle of the hundred-thousand-foot sky dragon formed by Xuanhuang Hongmeng Qi gradually weakened; its body shrank bit by bit until it became fist-sized, drawn into the nascent space of the sword realm at his brow.

Jiang Ding's body stumbled, and he, along with the super-battleship Great Sun, sank hundreds of meters; only after the battleship's engines strained to operate did they recover, rising back to their original position.

"So heavy..."

Jiang Ding clicked his tongue.

He gazed inward at the nascent sword realm.

Among the world's nascent forms created by myriad sword intents, the first Xuanhuang Hongmeng Mother Qi, earth-yellow in color, slept beneath the ground, accompanied by Earth Sword Intent, Magma Sword Intent, and others.

The second Xuanhuang Hongmeng Purple Qi, faintly azure, fell spontaneously onto the earth, flowing like rivers toward all directions, naturally harmonizing with numerous Wind, Rain, and Water Sword Intents; this was instinct.

"It can still bear one more Xuanhuang Hongmeng Mother Qi."

Jiang Ding calculated for a moment and arrived at the answer.

After slaying four Horned Demon Princes, the nascent sword realm space expanded, increasing the number of Xuanhuang Hongmeng Mother Qi it could contain.

This was undoubtedly a tremendous opportunity, a kind gift from the Princes.

"I should draw Xuanhuang Hongmeng Mother Qi from the sky, from the realm wall..."

No inheritance was needed; Jiang Ding instinctively looked toward the realm wall of the Yin-Yang Void Realm, his face showing desire.

If Dan Cheng Gong.

Three Xuanhuang Hongmeng Mother Qi—sky, surface, and underground—united as one; his nascent sword realm would lay a profound foundation, with boundless prospects for future development.

(End of this chapter)

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