Chapter 860: The Treacherous Tianji Divination Lineage

Through the hazy light, the sight of the Shenmu Shenmu Futianrong spreading like a sea of trees appeared once more before his eyes, blooming within the middle layer of the atmosphere, giving rise to a sense of refreshment and ease.

"Tianji…"

Jiang Ding's gaze was icy, yet held no killing intent.

Moreover, the coldness quickly faded, his expression returning to normal, as if it had not been his own Dao path severed just now, but someone else's.

"Huh?"

Jin Jin Lingfeng waved her small hand in front of his eyes.

"You're alright?"

"I thought you'd fall into that blood-mad frenzy again — they all ran off a good distance."

An Siyan adjusted her black-framed glasses, utterly baffled.

Around them, Teacher Gu Lin, Teacher Ouyang Hui, Liu Xiong and the others — even those closest among them being several kilometers apart — let out sheepish chuckles at her words and drifted back once more.

"How could that be?"

Jiang Ding rolled his eyes: "An absolute powerhouse I could never beat — how could I possibly get into that state? Running away is all I'd have time for; charging in? I'm not crazy."

"I see."

Teacher Gu Lin had returned, and at his words, comprehension dawned.

The Great Sun Sword Sons of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, beneath their blood-mad frenzy, were utterly treacherous — when facing an unbeatable foe, they would never charge in regardless.

They weren't sons of destiny either; if they truly behaved that way, they'd have died eight hundred times over and never have lived to see the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's glorious era.

In an instant, Teacher Gu Lin's understanding of the various obsessive traditions of the Gedaxian Sect deepened considerably.

The Brother Xuanwu Dao Sons' death-before-retreat — one generation's Dao Son dies, the next is born;

The Shadow Demon Abyss's Dao Sons numbered first;

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion letting its Sword Sons be surrounded and killed by hostile sects, utterly unconcerned…

All manner of incomprehensible, mad deeds, upon deeper examination, contained much of the supreme principles of the immortal Dao — any lineage that survived and flourished could not possess some glaring flaw.

What you take for a flaw is simply that you have not stood high enough.

The few of them were in no hurry to leave, quietly waiting within the atmospheric stratosphere.

Hum!

After an unknown span of time, the terrifying upheaval beyond the boundary that had shaken the cosmic star rivers faded.

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, Yuan, Mieri Canghai Tianjun, and several others revealed their forms, along with a vast host of clones dispatched by Tianjuns stationed at the military formations, their gazes fervent as they stared fixedly in this direction.

"Facing Bi Si Zhi Jing, Brother Brother Xuanwu's Elder Bo Ming is truly fearsome."

"I only managed to get you this."

Yuan's voice was warm and smooth as jade; he gave a slight shake of his head and handed Jiang Ding a golden jade slip.

"Thank you, senior."

Jiang Ding drew a deep breath, accepted it with both hands, and his divine sense poured into the jade slip.

In an instant, all manner of supreme immortal Dao principles and Great Sun inheritings flooded into his sea of consciousness — especially the most crucial Great Sun Soul Transformation secret art, its myriad subtleties intoxicating, so much so that even the Taiqing Flying Sword within his body hummed ceaselessly in resonance.

In the end, the Great Sun Soul Transformation secret art cut off abruptly halfway through.

"Heavens…"

Jiang Ding's forehead veins bulged, nearly losing control, before slowly calming once more.

"Senior, is there any chance of contacting the Shadow Demon Abyss great power again through diplomatic channels?"

Jiang Ding inquired.

If the inheritance was destroyed, just send another copy over — there was no physical difficulty in that whatsoever.

"No chance."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun shook his head: "The Shadow Demon Abyss great power is a typical demonic Void Refinement great power — willful and unrestrained, caring nothing for sect or foe, devoted to the principle of 'the immortal Dao, I go my own way,' chaotic and disorderly, heedless of the floods that follow."

"It's perfectly normal for her to do something mad in the heat of emotion."

"Once her emotions settle, she'll return to cold, calculating reason — dark and deep, impossible to deal with." "Besides, the Great Sun inheritance held by the Shadow Demon Abyss is itself incomplete; whether they possess the Great Sun Soul Transformation secret art is uncertain."

"Don't use this half of the Great Sun Soul Transformation secret art for now—verify it for at least four or five hundred years before even considering it. A Nascent Soul cultivator's lifespan can endure the wait. Don't let that old fool Tianji have left some hidden trap—the kind that would make reaching the Void Refinement stage impossible for life."

"Burying hidden hands that erupt after hundreds or thousands of years, effortlessly controlling a great enemy's life and death in casual conversation."

"That sort of charlatan loves these underhanded tricks most of all."

"Understood!"

Jiang Ding's expression sharpened.

This was the helplessness of inheritances.

The Jiudaxian Sect came from beyond the realm, crossing into here tens of thousands of years ago — they held the inheritances of Void Refinement and above, their vision was vast, and many of their hidden hands were extremely well concealed.

If one walked the same system as them, one wouldn't even know how they died.

Fortunately, Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong's immortal Dao scientific exploration was entirely different from theirs, following a separate path.

Many Gong Fa and spells, though appearing to have the same effect, in truth had entirely different spell structures and Gong Fa structures achieving that effect — fundamentally not following the Jiudaxian Sect's framework at all.

After repeated verification by the Central Array Spirit Computer, the vast majority of traps could be ruled out.

At least at the Void Refinement level, traps were almost impossible to conceal.

Anything deeper would simply have to be dealt with later.

"Oh right, senior."

Jiang Ding recalled something, took out a jade slip inscribed with the Xuanhuang Hongmeng Mother Qi secret art obtained from the Tianji Dao Son: "Do you see any problems with this?"

"The Tianji Dao Son is a lesser version of a great power — he might very well be just as treacherous and cunning."

"No, very likely, it really is that old thing…"

Jiang Ding's tone paused for a moment.

He restrained himself, giving the great power the basic respect it deserved, and did not bring up its name on his own initiative — this was greatly beneficial to his own safety.

The fact that Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, Yuan, and others could do so did not mean he could as well.

"It's that one — the hint, the arrangement."

Jiang Ding said solemnly.

"I suspect that even without the alien race's Imperial Son, the Tianji Dao Child would still have used some other reasonable and proper method to give me the secret art for collecting the Mysterious-Yellow Primordial Mother Qi."

"Your kind of caution is correct."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun took the jade slip, copied several dozen more copies, and distributed them individually to Yuan, Mie Ri Canghai Tianjun, and the others, saying: "When dealing with cultivators of the Tianji Divination path, one must be careful, careful again, in everything."

"Wait a moment."

He and several dozen Canghai Tianjun-level figures gently closed their eyes, falling into a certain jointly-cast divine-soul computation magic art.

This was the norm in the immortal sects.

Not only in war, but also in ordinary scientific research and production, they were accustomed to group action, and had developed a great many related magic arts.

Several days later.

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun opened his eyes: "We did not discover any problems."

"But that does not mean there are no problems."

He continued at once: "You separate out the Mysterious-Yellow Primordial Mother Qi and place it at the central array-spirit computer. Wait until we study it and develop our own set of secret arts for sealing, drawing upon, and cultivating the Refinement Void Space — we won't use his."

"This isn't all that difficult — just a high-grade material's containment secret art. At most ten years and we'll have it figured out."

"Right, go again to where the central array-spirit computer's main unit is located, and get a physical examination — the kind targeting the divine soul, magic power, dharma body, and Refinement Void Space, a comprehensive examination, scan, and kill, the kind that takes ten years."

"After this whole set, it'll be about right."

"That old thing Tianji isn't his true body — he's just borrowing a Dao Child to make a move, it's not that mysterious."

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