Chapter 858: End of the Yin-Yang Void Realm

Jiang Ding rode the super-battleship Great Sun upward.

Rising, rising, against the gale, he ascended all the way, piercing through the unformed boundary-thunder layer and the violent wind layer of the Yin-Yang Void Realm, until he reached the thin layer of the boundary wall.

Here lies the shelter of a realm.

If this void realm develops into a true world in hundreds of millions of years, this will be the world's wall, protecting the countless living beings within the realm.

However, in its current state, it is very fragile, as if a Soul Transformation-level attack could shatter it.

Jiang Ding stood before the boundary wall for a long time, then began piloting the super-battleship Great Sun to search around the wall bit by bit, casting secret techniques to sense all directions.

The difficulty is far greater than on the ground.

The aura of the Primordial Chaos Mother Qi is extremely scarce; often, much time must pass before even a trace is found, and the boundary wall is in constant flux, so the aura dissipates at any moment.

Jiang Ding was not in a hurry; he searched patiently, regardless of the passage of time.

In fact, after reaching the peak of Jin Dan, cultivation is no longer needed; his time is abundant, with plenty of leisure to do what he wishes.

Within the void realm, Teacher Ouyang Hui, An Siyan, and others piloted warships searching all directions, collecting and fusing the Yin-Yang Creation Qi; the Nine Great Dao Sons and their disciples were likewise patrolling everywhere, searching, yet found nothing.

Jiang Ding and his super-battleship were above the nine heavens, examining the boundary wall bit by bit, moving and stopping, observing something.

"There is a treasure that slipped away..."

Jiang Ding stroked the boundary wall lightly, speaking to himself.

This unformed boundary wall, this growing boundary wall, is in fact the best opportunity.

If this were within an immortal sect, it would at least be a nine-star museum, the kind that allows a Soul Transformation cultivator to comprehend the Dao, where one could observe how the boundary wall of a true world is formed.

Such realization, for Jiang Ding who is currently constructing the prototype of a Sword Realm, is of unquestionable importance.

"Space, indestructible, ten zhang of unbreakable space..."

Jiang Ding spoke to himself.

Within his mind, various realizations surfaced; his understanding of the prototype of the Sword Realm grew ever fuller, and his comprehension of the Dao of Space increased rapidly.

Reflected in the void of void-refining space at his brow, the sky of the Sword Realm underwent violent changes; the boundary wall, the boundary-thunder layer, the violent wind layer, and the cloud layers appeared one by one. Though still very vague, with many areas lacking sword intent filling them, appearing merely as an illusory expanse, the framework was already visible.

This is not the end.

With the comprehension of the Dao, the prototype of the Sword Realm continued to undergo minute changes, constantly fine-tuning itself, drawing closer to a true world. Though still very distant, it was advancing step by step.

However, this prototype of the Sword Realm was not round heaven and square earth, but circular, in the shape of a planet.

Thus, Jiang Ding stood on the deck of the super-battleship Great Sun, staring blankly at the flowing boundary wall of the Yin-Yang Void Realm, letting the years pass.

Unknowingly, more than nine years passed, and the Yin-Yang Void Realm was about to collapse.

Originally, although this cosmic phenomenon was innately deficient and inherently incapable of becoming a true world, no matter how many years passed, it would at least have a lifespan of two hundred years.

In the life of a world, this is but an instant, like a stillborn infant appearing in the universe, crying once before dying.

Now, this process of death has been shortened again; it may be due to the Horned Demon Clan breaking the boundary, or perhaps other reasons; no one knows.

This void realm has a lifespan of only ten short years, and now it has reached its end.

At this time, communication between the inside and outside of the Yin-Yang Void Realm will open again, allowing the mighty ones of the Nine Great Immortal Sects to act and guide their Dao Sons back.

If one is unfortunately left here, even a Soul Transformation cultivator will perish along with the world.

"Jiang Ding, it is time to leave..."

True Person Gu Lin said gently.

Surrounding them, one hundred and twenty-seven peak Jin Dan cultivators from immortal sects controlled unmanned fleets and unmanned fighter jets, forming a terrifying iron army array around this place, guarding in layers.

In fact, they had already waited for a long time, noticing someone comprehending the Dao here; they did not wish to disturb, until now.

"Mm."

Jiang Ding nodded lightly, not addicted to anything.

In the distance, the gazes of the Nine Great Dao Sons also turned toward this side, filled with alertness; the closer one gets to success, the more so, and they did not trust the Great Sun Sword Son.

"Come out."

Jiang Ding did not look at them, speaking indifferently: "The space techniques of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan are indeed terrifying. I stayed here for six years before discovering even a trace of you within the space; it was not easy."

"Come out? What do you mean, come out?"

True Person Gu Lin was startled, following Jiang Ding's gaze to look at the empty boundary wall.

It was in eternal flux, constantly changing.

It did not change in any way due to the words, remaining silent and quiet.

"Eh?"

"Just bluffing randomly, and yet there really is nothing."

Jiang Ding let out a helpless laugh.

Boom!

The super-battleship Great Sun roared; one thousand and twenty-four Dai Sen Sun beams suddenly appeared, and together with sword light, in an instant, struck a certain point within the boundary wall.

Boom!

Space shattered; the Great Sun detonated.

Amidst the terrible will of annihilation from the law-destroying forbidden technique, a hundred-zhang black-armored giant, covered in char, revealed himself. His body bore numerous bleeding wounds, with sword qi drilling into them like a gangrene, devouring the flesh and blood around him.

At this moment, what was indestructible was not the tempered diamond body, but the Great Sun Annihilation Sword Qi!

Those wounds tried to heal; wisps of tender flesh and buds surged forth, but all were strangled by the Great Sun Annihilation Sword Qi. The flesh and blood body swallowed one sword qi, only to regenerate another, never ceasing.

"Cough... cough..."

"Human slaves, in the near future, the Emperor Clan will take revenge. Your clan will be exterminated; every mortal and cultivator must die."

This son of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan spat out a mouthful of blood, looking coldly at the young man in green robes not far away: "The Emperor Clan will migrate more intelligent races to fill this realm; every lowly race will remember the fate of those who killed our Emperor Son!"

He began to burn his essence blood, burning his flesh and blood body.

Everything converged toward the single horn, transforming into a terrifying dark light mixed with blood and profound black.

Teacher Gu Lin True Person's expression was solemn.

This race's spatial technology is far too powerful!

We have to find a way and develop targeted countermeasures; otherwise, the Immortal Gate fleet will face grave danger, with a massive weakness exposed.

"Sounds terrifying."

Jiang Ding nodded.

Boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword, carrying a sky full of Dai Sen light-beam stars, came crashing down in a killing strike.

Boom!

Boom, boom!

One sword, two swords, three swords!

This Horned Demon Emperor's Son was very strong; even burning everything he had, he alone withstood three strikes of the Taiqing Flying Sword head-on and still did not die.

It was not until the fourth sword came crashing down that his body exploded into a puddle of blood mist, blood raining down.

The only remaining single horn was collected by Jiang Ding into his storage jade pendant.

"There shouldn't be any more."

Jiang Ding checked again and again, repeatedly, and no longer paid it any mind.

He formed hand seals, activating the pre-prepared array. From within the boundary wall came rumbling sounds, as spatial dragons one after another roared and bellowed, flying toward this side, forming feng shui patterns of ten thousand dragons paying homage, with a faintly crystalline Xuanhuang Hongmeng Mother Qi Heavenly Dragon emerging at the center.

Hum!

A wisp of grey light bloomed from Jiang Ding's brow, landing on the ten-thousand-zhang Heavenly Dragon, sealing it, and slowly dragging it into the embryonic Sword Realm.

(End of this chapter)

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