Chapter 867: Indestructible Sword Body, Two Thousand Years of Lifespan

The Spider Heart Demon howled venomously, trembling without cease, frantically searching through Jiang Ding's Sea of Consciousness, wanting to find anything at all that could be even slightly used—anything that could destabilize his Dao heart.

Yet, it found nothing.

From Master Tushan Xiancheng, the Northern Plains, to the Border Battlefield, every matter and every person he had encountered—Han Lin, the Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter maidservants, Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun, Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun, Shen Ya Master Dinghai Zhenjun—all were matters of clear conscience, even matters of great satisfaction.

Every time he recalled their deaths, he felt only happiness, with no guilt or regret whatsoever.

His sword heart was empty and bright, flawless, unstained by dust.

At the very last moment, the Spider Heart Demon used all its strength to conjure a scene from Rongcheng's public cemetery—an aged Da Ri Master Dinghai Zhenjun on the verge of death from the exhaustion of his lifespan.

"Not bad, this is the place."

"It seems the strong see alike. That Senior Brother Xuanwu I greatly respected was like this, and so are you."

Jiang Ding praised.

He carefully savored the fear, unease, despair, and resentment he would feel in his twilight years—these were all real and true, filling him with sighs of lament.

This was also the thing hidden deepest in his heart that he feared most.

"In life, how can one not have some regrets?"

Jiang Ding sighed.

"No!"

"Don't!"

The Spider Heart Demon trembled, sensing something, squeaking chaotically.

Clang!

A streak of sword light flew from the clouds, bright and snow-white, deeply reflected in the Spider Heart Demon's eyes, pinning it dead in the dark, heavy cosmic starry sky.

"You failed."

"To find the flaw in my inner demon and gravely wound me."

Jiang Ding said calmly, "So, die. Remember, I am a man who keeps his promises and values his word. Your death is precisely because of that."

A wisp of Da Ri Sword Dao true fire appeared in the sockets of the Spider Heart Demon's eighteen pairs of compound eyes, spreading across its entire body in an instant, burning it to ash amid shrill wails, leaving not a single drop behind.

All illusions vanished without a trace.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

In the sky was nine thousand kilometers of dark clouds; within his body, the Nascent Soul and the Taiqing Flying Sword circulated, and Nascent Soul-stage magic power and divine soul power permeated his entire body, driving his power to leap toward the Nascent Soul realm.

A terrifying power was born within his dantian and meridians, possessing the dreadful ability to destroy the surface ecology of a planet.

Nascent Soul stage,

Achieved!

In an instant, Jiang Ding felt many things were different.

His Law Domain naturally unfolded, showing at least a tenfold amplification, naturally carrying a touch of reality, requiring no deliberate control.

His divine soul, driven by the Taiqing Flying Sword, broke through again and again, reaching a strength six times that of the same stage, an increase of one-fold over his peers.

Now, when his divine sense spread out, its range reached twelve hundred kilometers!

This was larger than the divine sense scanning range of many Hua Shen Chu Qi cultivators. For a Nascent Soul cultivator to have even one-tenth of his range would be considered quite outstanding—the pinnacle among those of the same stage, the kind of inherited disciple of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong.

Such intensity of divine soul and divine sense range and precision immediately triggered many chain reactions.

Many problems he had racked his brains over in the past were suddenly clear at a moment's notice; many spells under research were instantly innovated; many sword techniques under study immediately birthed new inspiration.

Most importantly, the Fourth Realm of Sword Dao, the Indestructible Realm, had finally broken through!

Around Jiang Ding, sword qi spread outward in wisps and strands; each strand seemed different, not the uniform, mass-produced sword qi of before, possessing its own spirituality and soul, able to automatically absorb surrounding spiritual energy to maintain its own existence, and... to transcend.

A will of sword dao—immortal, indestructible—descended upon heaven and earth!

"Eh?"

"It seems... I too can manifest a certain degree of indestructibility..."

Jiang Ding murmured.

Influenced by the will of the Indestructible Sword Dao, he clearly saw that his **, his violently transforming Dharma body, was healing at tremendous speed, expelling tainted blood, generating new cells, the recovery efficiency instantly multiplied dozens of times over.

Even when occasionally injured, it was restored in an instant, true wounds being hard to find.

Divine soul, Dharma body, magic power, sword qi—

All simultaneously possessed the characteristic of indestructibility!

This was the Sword Dao Holy Realm dreamed of by countless sword cultivators—the Indestructible Realm—and the all-round amplification of strength it brought to sword cultivators.

At this moment, Jiang Ding saw that his Dharma body had instantly become far more lively, brimming with vitality, far surpassing an ordinary Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun. This made him realize that his lifespan was absolutely not limited to twelve hundred years.

Indestructible!

Indestructible!

This was the Sword Dao Holy Realm!

"I can live... two thousand years!"

"Two thousand years that surpass the limits of all lifespan-extending pills!"

Jiang Ding laughed wildly, immensely joyful.

Boom!

The inner demon's ten thousand years passed in an instant. Now, the power of the Lei Ting heavenly punishment accumulated to the limit within the nine-thousand-kilometer dark clouds finally reached its peak, rumbling down, transforming into a lifelike sword of thunder that cleaved downward in a sudden strike.

Every detail of this sword was incomparably clear—even the worn nicks on the blade were revealed. It came from ancient times, the personal sword of an ancient Tribulation Crossing sword dao prodigy who had once illuminated the heavens.

At this moment, the heavenly tribulation reproduced it, cleaving downward to kill.

The observing crowd held their breath; even many Canghai Tianjun grew Solemn, sensing a thick crisis of life and death. This was not a sword of the Nascent Soul level.

"Weak,"

"So weak!"

Jiang Ding laughed heartily as his Indestructible Sword Domain, covering a radius of twelve hundred kilometers, unfurled. Commanding the great momentum of heaven and earth, he descended like a sovereign of a realm, bearing that momentum to crush all below.

The great momentum of heaven and earth!

This is the great momentum of heaven and earth, a power only a Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun can command!

The bodies of the many Canghai Tianjun trembled.

The great momentum of heaven and earth—after they had advanced to Hua Shen Qi, it took years of tempering before they could command it. Yet here, before them, a Nascent Soul cultivator who had just broken through had comprehended it and wielded it naturally.

In the past, they often spoke of how strong the Great Sun Sword Prodigy was, fighting across realms, the weak defeating the strong, but it was never so vivid.

Now it seemed,

where was this the weak defeating the strong? It was plainly the strong bullying the weak!

With the might of Nascent Soul, bullying the weakness of Soul Transformation!

"Slash!"

Within the Great Sun Indestructible Sword Domain, a streak of blue-gold sword light suddenly rose, like the dawn breaking. Meeting the thunderous sword in the sky, it neither retreated nor dodged, slashing straight on!

Boom!

Amid the terrifying will of Great Sun Destruction, the Lei Chong Guang suddenly dimmed, losing its brilliance.

Crack!

Without any stalemate, the thunder sword that the heavenly tribulation had conjured in the form of an ancient sword dao prodigy shattered. Broken—the thunder's light exploded like electric serpents, spreading across a stretch of starry sky, before finally dimming and vanishing.

Only the resplendent, brilliant sword dao sun hung high in the sky, casting all its light upon the heavens and the earth below.

Ruling over all, sovereign of all!

Boom!

Over nine thousand kilometers, dark clouds churned without end, lightning flashed and thunder roared. Streaks of even more terrifying aura—several times stronger than the second heavenly tribulation's thunder—manifested between heaven and earth.

This aura was incomparably dreadful, causing many Canghai Tianjun to begin showing fear, to smell the thick scent of life-and-death crisis, and panic rose within them.

"What's going on?"

"Too weak!"

"The heavenly tribulation is far too weak. Not enough—nowhere near enough for what I need!"

Jiang Ding was furious, displeasure written plainly across his face.

"How can thunder like this refine Brother Brother Xuanwu's divine gold and the Sky Void Myriad Concealment Mystic Gold, or let the super warship Great Sun evolve?"

(End of this chapter)

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